Cang Lian's half-closed eyes froze suddenly, and she looked up in disbelief at the iceberg beauty over there who was serious about pranayama with her eyes closed.

The temperament is as light and cold as ever, but how can you say it...... It makes me feel like I'm hallucinating.

Cang Lian's face was shocked, but her lips were crooked: "What else?"

"The legs are long. ”

"What else?"

"The ass is very warped. ”

"What else?"

"The skin is very white. ”

......

......

In this way, in such a strange atmosphere that is comparable to a desperate situation, one wrong step will definitely suffer from a situation where raw food will never recover, and the two have a strange and explicit conversation.

One person shamelessly asked how good he looked.

One person answered seriously and seriously.

Every time she got an answer, her little face would show a smile of great satisfaction.

......

......

Ling Tiansu had already passed through the seventy-nine spatial barriers, avoiding the three waves of nocturnal patrol guards.

On the way, while passing through a brightly lit palace.

Ling Tiansu, who was protected by the space array, glanced at it, and even saw the two people entangled on the soft tent.

Ling Tiansu was inexplicable for a while, and couldn't help but make a comparison.

Compared to the pavilion master of the pavilion on the other side, he still felt that the female devil in the pure pool of the night sky was more beautiful.

Finally, in the memory that Cang Lian left him, he came to a secluded inner hall in the shortest possible time.

This inner hall of the secluded pavilion is extremely strangely built, and it is not like other buildings standing against the wall.

Instead, it was embedded deep in the ground, and only a pitch-black ancient door was sealed, and it was welded to death in the earth by a powerful force.

Ling Tiansu's eyebrows flashed with black intent, flashing a phantom of black lotus petals.

The gate trembled, and an infinite suction force sucked Ling Tiansu into it.

The scene ahead was vague for a moment, and suddenly it became clear.

The space of the secluded pavilion is not large, but it is set up extremely deep, and there are two rows of night pearls for lighting on both sides, and its light will not be extinguished all year round.

With the help of the brilliance of the Night Pearl, Ling Tiansu could clearly see that in the stone wall above the Hidden Pavilion, countless deduction diagram axes were drawn.

The color of each stroke is bright red, and the overflowing breath can be seen that the scrolls painted above the stone wall are all painted with demon blood.

And they are all the blood of demons with thousands of years of Taoism.

Ling Tiansu couldn't care about what these scrolls represented, and his footsteps hurriedly swayed towards the depths of the Hidden Pavilion.

But in my heart, I inexplicably felt that there was something extremely important hidden in this picture axis.

As he walked deeper into the depths, he did not forget to take the heavy deduction scroll above his head into his heart.

At the end of the pavilion was a lonely, empty bookshelf with only one scroll on it.

It was the scroll of the gods and demons of time in Cang Lian's mouth.

This scroll is the treasure of the other side, recording the secrets of the gods and demons for hundreds of billions of years, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is familiar with the Seven Realms.

It's just that the cost of opening the scroll is too great, and the time recorded in it is too long.

If you want to get the secret things you want from it, you must have some kind of powerful obsession in your heart, or you must have some kind of reincarnation opportunity.

Otherwise, even if you dedicate five hundred years of Taoism, you may not be able to get a glimpse of the time from it.

Ling Tiansu's purpose was not to open this scroll, but he saw that the center of the scroll was frozen by thick frost, which was the frost and ice turned by the power of time, and it was an extraordinary yuan force that could dissolve it.

The Time God and Demon Scroll had been opened by Lu Jichen once, and he was in a state of self-sealing for a short time, even if he had the heart to open it, he was powerless.

However, the silver needle that Cang Lian said was quietly inserted on the sealing belt, and was not affected by the frost and ice.

Ling Tiansu's eyes moved, and he reached out and took down the ancient scroll.

However, the moment his palm touched the scroll layer, the countless fine particles of dust that had been silent on the bookshelf gradually turned into a puff.

One after another, under the cold light of the night pearl, it is like the stars in the night sky.

A subtle feeling arose spontaneously in Ling Tiansu's heart.

The action of grasping the scroll froze quietly, and he stared at the glowing particles of dust in distraction.

I don't know why, for a while, I thought of the Wuyao Universe above the main hall of Fang Cai.

Gradually, the particles of dust lost their original color, and were assimilated by the light, turning into thousands of silver particles of light.

This light comes from nowhere, and the ordinary night pearl is only used for lighting, and obviously does not have such an effect of knowing the subtlety and making it extraordinary.

The ice in the scroll quietly disappeared......

It didn't turn into mist, but disappeared like a phantom.

Ling Tiansu frowned slightly, in the hazy chaos, as if he was about to catch an invisible thread.

It's a very strong feeling, but I can't capture it.

Stunned, he pulled out the silver needle from the tape of the scroll, and shattered the needle with two fingers.

In the palace surrounded by many buildings in the distance, Lu Jichen, whose face was flushed with spring warmth, suddenly froze.

The entire ancient and majestic Guanlong Mountain, like a dormant dragon, suddenly shattered the chains of the cage.

An infinite and vast compelling mountain combined with the power of collapse converged towards Lu Jichen's body alone.

Yu Sheng looked at the woman sitting on top of him dumbfounded, and the upper reaches of his skin came out of the soul-locking chain condensed by thousands of purple electricity.

Lu Jichen's lips burst out with a painful scream, and the whole person fell softly on Yusheng's chest, gasping and saying, "Hurry up...... Quickly take the deity to the secluded pavilion, and get out of the ...... Something happened!"

It's her, it's the slut!

Except for that slut!

No one knows where the eye of the mountain spirit formation of Guanlong Mountain is, and no one knows except her!

Lu Jichen opened a pair of empty and crazy eyes, and the pupils of his eyes kept trembling: "I'm going to kill that slut!!!"

Yu Sheng felt pain and pity in her heart when she saw her so crazy, she knew that she was hurt by that fox demon three hundred years ago.

The strength of the master is shocking to the past and the present, and he has never seen a demon that can hurt her to wither and almost fall like that year.

His mouth trembled, and he regretted that he wanted to draw his sword and kill himself now: "Master, you mean...... That pity is ......"

Lu Jichen's eyes burst out with resentment: "Except for that slut, it won't be anyone else, if the deity didn't guess wrong, it must have been her doing! Take the deity to the secluded pavilion! She must be there! Except for her, no one can enter the secluded pavilion!"

Yu Sheng didn't dare to delay in the slightest, and just put on his clothes and just carried her behind his back to perform the spatial escape technique.

His neck suddenly tightened, but he was choked by Lu Jichen!

An extremely cold voice sounded in his ears: "Yusheng, you really ...... Or betrayed the deity!"

Yusheng's eyes darkened, and he hated and regretted: "Master, the disciple was fascinated for a while, and the fox demon spared my life at that time, and I didn't know how to ...... for a while" The palm between his neck loosened a little strength, and Lu Jichen's voice was faint: "Just thinking of her grace for not killing you?"

Yusheng nodded heavily, but for some reason in his heart, he was inexplicably uncomfortable.

Lu Jichen's face eased a little, and he let go of his palm: "The deity forgives you for your first offense, and I will spare you for the time being, but the deity wants you to stay and kill that woman with your own hands to atone for your sins." ”

"Yes, the disciple is commanded!"

Seeing that the frost in the center of the scroll had disappeared for no reason, Ling Tiansu's heart was beating wildly for some reason.

He threw the thin needle that broke in two.

The scroll seal was loosened by a small half, and a faint silver-white brilliance emanated from it.

The light is not strong, but it is faintly full of a vast and boundless power of time, which makes Ling Tiansu's breathing a little tighter.

He didn't know why he was suddenly so nervous.

At such a critical and tense moment, in just half an hour, it was still Cang Lian's life.

He shouldn't have wasted his time here to open this ancient scroll with cultivation.

He clearly thought so in his heart, but his hand was like a demon, uncontrollably covering the scroll, tearing off the seal, and slowly spreading it out.

The silver-white brilliance slowly spread out at the moment when the scroll opened, crossing over Ling Tiansu's face, making his eyes gradually lose their lustre.

The illusion goes back to a distant history......

Ling Tiansu found himself in the vast sky of night.

The breath flowing out of the air is very familiar, it is in the red dust world.

In the sky overhead, the stars are extinguished, and in the dome, sometimes meteors fall, as if symbolizing the fall of an old god.

He did not set foot on earth.

Holding the reins, under the reins, it is not a horse and a divine beast, but two sacred dragons with continuous bodies.

A dragon has a silver and white body, and the dragon has wings, which is the master of the weathered rain, Ying Long.

The other dragon, the scale armor is as black as the polar night, the eyes are dark with black flames, the exhalation is inflamed, the dragon is extremely powerful, and its breath should also be an ancient dragon, but I don't know what kind of dragon it is, its momentum is actually better than that of the dragon.

But these two extremely powerful divine dragons have become his mounts at this moment, and they are willing to bow down to them.

Ssangyong was carrying a huge golden chariot, and he sat in the golden chariot, his black robe plated with golden flames hunting in the night wind.

He held the reins in one hand, propped his cheek in the other, and lay prone on the mountains of the world with a cold and indifferent gaze.

At this moment, Ling Tiansu was shocked by his indifferent state of mind and not being moved by external objects.

This is...... Myself?

Shuanglong traveled thousands of miles in an instant, crossing thousands of mountains and rivers in the world.

Ling Tiansu's throbbing heart was also assimilated into one in this indifferent and insipid emotion.

He is the one who rides the dragon and the golden chariot.

I don't know how long Shuanglong flew into the palace, and the world suddenly fell into a dark chaos.

A huge mountain blocked the way ahead.

That huge mountain, the mountain range leads to the Yellow Spring Purgatory, and the creatures in the mountain are in charge of the cycle of life and death.

Although the top of the mountain has not reached the Nine Heavenly Gates, it is also rising one foot higher and higher at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it is bound to pierce the sky, and it will no longer be controlled by the gods of the Heavenly Dao.

The twin dragons under him roared, and the fierce light in his eyes was revealed.

Ying Long spit out people's words, sprayed frost and cold, and hummed the dragon mightily shook the world, and most of the earth's territory froze into a disaster between its terrifying breath: "I am willing to share the worries of His Highness and destroy the mountain of right and wrong!"

Your Highness?

Are you talking about me......