To Wang Ruoli's surprise, this person who originally wanted to take advantage of the chaos in the field to take away the Narcissus Ice Spirit, but revealed his whereabouts under the black streamer of the Evil Nineteen, was none other than the Floating Flower Miaojun Concubine Narcissus.

Thinking of the mysterious identity of the Narcissus, the high cultivation, and the daffodil petal condensation, Wang Ruoli couldn't help but guess whether the Narcissus had any connection with the Ming Tomb? Or, simply the Narcissus was a ghost born in the Ming Tomb?

For a long time, Wang Ruo's strength is unfathomable, compared to Yu Xiaoxiao, who is also a strong Lingjun, it is several times stronger, if it is really related to the 10,000 acres of daffodils in the Ming Holy Mausoleum, then this Ming Holy Tomb is too terrifying, right?

Ji Wujian was a little surprised, someone could actually steal that narcissus ice spirit under his nose, it was like having an inextricable connection with the Ming Holy Mausoleum, and he could use the power of the tomb array to cover himself, so as to evade his divine sense.

"A bold fanatic, who dares to sneak in front of this god and want to steal, does not even take this god in his eyes. Seeing that the concubine Narcissus wanted to escape, Ji Wujian couldn't help but be furious, and shot out a divine power with his right hand, even if he trapped the other party, "Want to go, it's not that easy!"

The concubine narcissus gathered all over her body, and her spiritual power burst out, wanting to break free from the trap of Ji Wufeng, but unfortunately the difference in the realm between the two was really huge, and she saw that the body of the concubine narcissus only rolled and fell a few daffodil petals, but there was nothing she could do about the divine power trap.

Wang Ruo's head was shocked, looking at the concubine narcissus's face was red, her expression was painful, as if she was being pinched by someone's neck, and she had no power to resist in Ji Wuji's hands, although she had never taken a fancy to the realm gap, and even often crossed the level to challenge, but when she saw the embarrassing situation of the concubine narcissus today, she finally understood that the so-called realm gap was really like a heavenly chasm, which could not be crossed.

Perhaps, it's just that the realms are different and the mentality is different, the strong people in the spiritual realm can see the cultivators in the qi realm as ants, so the major cultivation in the nirvana realm can naturally also regard the strong people in the spiritual realm as ants.

"Daffodils, a mortal trampling, is really a ...... Huh?" Ji Wuqian looked at the daffodil who was still struggling, and was captured by his world-class appearance, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then scanned the daffodil with great curiosity, but found an even more bizarre thing, this daffodil is like a ghost of the genus Daffodil, but if it is a flower, it should become a flower monster, how can it become a ghost, it is really weird, "Are you a daffodil ghost?" or a daffodil monster?"

It's a pity that the concubine Narcissus is still struggling and has no answer. Of course, it's also possible that he can't speak.

"In the Ming Holy Mausoleum, the daffodil field, after the accumulation of reincarnation and the sinking of eternal life, has long had the soul of the flower field. The evil ghost nineteen on the opposite side suddenly sighed and said, "I don't know how many years have passed in the tomb, how many life and death have been restored, and now he is afraid that even he doesn't know what he is?"

"You appeared just to wait for her?" Ji Wujian had a few bad guesses in his heart.

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Yes, I said before that I would succeed this time, because I have something that the Evil Eighteen they never had. The Narcissus Ice Spirit, the Xuantian treasure that has only grown into perfection for thousands of years in the Ming Holy Mausoleum, is a necessary thing for the soul of the flower field to truly transform and advance to Nirvana. Evil Nineteen said very calmly, as if everything was expected by him, "So, what should come will come after all." ”

"So what? With the strength of this god, you can be wiped out in the dust. "Ji Wujian always believes in his own strength.

"As long as my body is dead, I will not be destroyed, even if my evil ghost nineteen dies, there will still be evil spirit twenty, evil spirit twenty-one......" evil spirit nineteen talked eloquently, not afraid at all, "Until now, don't you understand my purpose?"

"Do you want to open the Ming Tomb?" Ji Wuji's face changed slightly, and he pointed to the concubine Narcissus, "Could it be that she is the key to open the Ming Tomb?"

"Senluo Ancient Tomb, the means of the sages, how can it be possible to leave the key?" Evil Nineteen shook his head, "It's just that because of the accumulation of years, the tomb array is empty, making him a small loophole in the Ming Holy Tomb that can open up the outside world." However, such a loophole is sufficient. ”

"Aren't you afraid that the god will kill into the tomb and completely wipe out your body necromancy?" Ji Wujian bit the root of his teeth, and was a little dissatisfied with the attitude of the evil ghost nineteen.

"Haha, why should I be afraid?" Evil Nineteen laughed back, "On the contrary, I have been waiting in the tomb for a long time, waiting for the Lord of the Thousand Households to come and beat me to death, or be killed by me. ”

"It seems that you have no fear?" Ji Wujian looked at the situation at this time, and a few doubts appeared in his heart.

"Since turning into an evil ghost, my affinity with the power of the tomb array is far inferior to that of the soul of Huatian, and I was still worried that the minions of the two empires would not be able to catch him, but now it's okay, with the help of the Thousand Households, I have saved this worry. The evil ghost suddenly opened his arms, and the rich black qi on his body escaped, and it began to become thinner, gradually transparent, and turned into nothingness, "Sen Luo is now, the world has changed, and there is no living creature in the Meiyuan Continent that can be left behind. ”

"Lies confuse the public, and death is not a pity. Ji Wujian was angry, and the Heavenly Calculation Divine Sword slashed forward in the air, but unfortunately the evil spirit nineteen had completely dissipated.

Suddenly, a mysterious power that shook the earth and the earth, like a cloudy day, a beam of brilliant light thrown from the clouds, descended on the body of the concubine narcissus, flowing, burning, and emitting wisps of black gas, and then burst out, scattering out, countless black streamers reflected the entire snow forest, as if it was in the night, and it seemed to be dawn, revealing a strange indistinguishability.

In the brilliance, the concubine narcissus turned around, the skirt was flying, the beautiful face was flushed with blue, the slender figure gradually shrank, and finally dispersed into sparks, a little bit of light, like a stream of fireflies dancing, slowly condensed into a white and flawless, beautiful daffodil bone. And the daffodil ice spirit, like ice meeting the sun, quickly melted, gathered into a cloud of ice, spreading, overflowing, all soaked into the daffodil bones, and formed

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One, and between the blending, there seem to be a few more mysterious rules.

The daffodil bones are scattered with streamers, like eternal black ink, and like crystal clear black light, and the visible sky is a dark black oppression, neither like the kind of dark clouds in the sky, nor like the kind of darkness in the starry sky, which is suffocating, but with a glimmer of hope.

When the guards of the Araki Patrol Division saw the scene in front of them, their faces were solemn, as if they had thought of some terrifying legend. As for those top powerhouses of the two empires, their faces were even more ugly, not only afraid that they had poked a big hole, but also worried that the Araki Patrol Division would crush the bones of those who acted for the tiger.

Ji Wujian wanted to stop it, but in the face of the daffodil bone in the glow, he felt an unprecedented huge pressure, only to feel that this powerful mysterious power had far exceeded the scope of Nirvana, making him seem to be against the sky, and he couldn't get close to half a step, so he could only watch the sky and the earth cover, and the mountains and forests overlapped.

Ji Wuji's face is as pale as earth, could it be that the Ming Shengling Mausoleum has really been opened? He is too proud and failed to take action in time to curb the development of the situation, and if he really causes the Ming Shengling Mausoleum to leak, I am afraid that he will be unable to escape the blame. He can ignore the strong people in the spiritual realm, and he can underestimate the evil spirit nineteen, but he will never dare to despise the Ming Holy Tomb. The Senluo Tomb is the most terrifying burial place in the heavens and all worlds, and the Ming Shengling Mausoleum, as a mausoleum in the Senluo Ancient Tomb, is by no means simple.

Ming Shengling, I don't know how many tens of thousands of years it has existed, no one knows what will be inside. However, the day the gap was opened, I am afraid that it was the day when the sky collapsed, and the lives were ruined, and the bones were exposed, not only in the worship of stars, but even the entire Araki Galaxy, and even the five planetary domains, were going to face an unprecedented catastrophe.

The more Ji Wujian thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he could only silently pray in his heart that things would not develop in a bad direction.

The daffodil bones, rising into the sky, turned into a gray-black eternal streamer, black, bright, striking, cutting a hole in the sky with dark light. Then, the sky split in half, and a black light flowed in the middle, as if witnessing an eternal scar written in history, finally being uncovered and rediscovered.

The black light was awesome, and so, the sky cracked.

Everything was gloomy, but the snow forest collapsed.

The snow beneath his feet caved into a dark light door, one side of the door reflected the divine light, and the other side of the door was filled with the darkness of killing. Could it be that this dark light gate is the gap in the Ming Holy Mausoleum?

On the Taiping Ridge, the snow melts.

Around the Dark Light Gate, there was a mysterious power, and everyone in the snow forest didn't have time to react at all, and they were swallowed up by the Dark Light Gate.

However, if you stand on the edge of the distant sky and look this way, you can see that this is a strange dark light gate, as if this is a black streamer flowing from the Taiping Ridge for eternity, flawless, and the Grand Duke is upright.

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