Chapter 659: Strange Ancient Ruins (3)

Six years have passed, and the emperor wind chime is also slim and slim.

She has a delicate face, fair skin, a well-proportioned and slender figure, and a towering upper circumference that not only does not look cumbersome, but also makes her even more pretty.

Such a woman can easily attract the attention of men.

At least some of the young disciples present would inadvertently stop their eyes on Emperor Feng Chime.

"Please drip the blood of the Holy Flame into the Array Spring of the Mortal World Array. An old man with white hair said lightly.

This old man was born tall, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, dressed in imperial robes, and holding a jade Zen staff. Behind him, there were six Taoist priests dressed in Taoist robes, all of whom were solemn and peaceful, and their faces were Taoist.

The old man stood in the distance, looking at the emperor wind chime across the spiritual spring.

"Wind chimes know. ”

Emperor Fengchi nodded, slowly walked forward, and gently swiped his left hand on the tip of his index finger, forcing out a drop of fluorescent essence blood.

The essence blood hung but did not fall, floating and spreading in front of the emperor wind chime.

Golden crow flamingos of various shapes, brilliantly spreading their wings, having a single horn in their heads, and spitting flames in their mouths...... Like thousands of tiny red golden crows, they are constantly evolving from a drop of essence blood.

The bright lights in the glorious attic flickered on them, turning into a straight trajectory in the air, and finally all the golden black flamingos entered the pillar of water.

"Boom!!"

The water column exploded, creating a wall of water directly in the attic.

In the roar, the head of the water fell layer by layer, splashed up and down, jumped up and down, tumbled, rolled, like two golden crow wings, straight to the top of the attic.

"Ah!!!!!h

Suddenly, there was an extremely terrible howl, like the wail of an evil ghost, like a woman's wail before death, piercing directly from the space of nowhere, extremely poignant and ugly.

The surrounding Imperial Family Monks, including the Emperor Wind Chime, shivered unconsciously.

At that moment when this terrible wail exploded.

The sky in the secret realm of the emperor's family was suddenly overcast, and the whole world was as dark as iron, and he couldn't see his five fingers.

Everyone in the secret realm stared at the sky in horror, and huge lightning suddenly lit up, reaching the heavens and the earth, and they wanted to blind the eyes of the world.

The thunder was slight at first, and then rumbled, and when it was near, it was like a boulder rolling, the earth trembled, and wherever the sound went, the wood and stone were shattered, the river and pond were bursting, and the creatures were ready to break their livers and gall, and they hugged their heads and screamed.

Fortunately, all this came and went quickly, and the miserable wail only lasted for a moment before it ended, and the original pillar of water that supported the sky was also broken.

In the center of the attic suddenly formed a tiny clear water pool, which flowed slowly and sounded, and was extremely calm.

"Do you know, I heard that the eye of the Mortal World Great Array on the Feng family's side has been destroyed......

"No wonder the elders advanced the blood sacrifice that was originally once in a thousand years, it turned out that it was because there was a lack of an eye...... Wouldn't there only ...... left in the eyes of the mortal world great array now?"

The two junior disciples of Yan Long's lineage were connecting their ears on the side, thinking that their voices were extremely soft, but how could they stand here and wait for idle people, they could hear it clearly.

"Quiet!" the elder on the side flicked his sleeves, a little angry.

The two junior disciples immediately shrank their heads and stopped talking......

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In the vast and endless sea, the waves are haosen, and at the junction of water and sky, there is a faint island of Zhong Lingyuxiu, floating on the water like duckweed.

A man dressed in white, with a somewhat illusory figure, stood on the top of a mountain in the middle of the island. From a distance, this mountain peak is high in the clouds, like a silver sword piercing the sky towering in the clouds.

Beside him, a beautiful woman in black palace clothes stood there with her arms crossed, and her huge breasts were squeezed and deformed with a pair of arms, so you can imagine how thrilling the scenery inside is.

I don't know this, the beautiful woman's palace clothes are directly forked to the root of the thighs, and most of the slender and white long legs are exposed to the air, and the skin is fair and tender, as if it is going to fall soft at any time, exuding an attractive luster.

The man is handsome, the woman is plump and graceful, just standing there is an eye-catching landscape.

It's just that both of them have a little fluorescence on their bodies, and there is no majestic qi and blood in their bodies that no living beings should have.

Their eyes were fixed on the distance, where the sea and the sky met.

"The Son is here? ”

"Let's get started, too. ”

The two looked at each other.

"May I Xuanyin, heaven and earth live forever!"

"May I Xuanyin, heaven and earth live forever!"

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Ink dust flew into the distance over the sea, and in the sky was a low dark cloud, flying like an arrow in nowhere.

The terrifying way the clouds flew away, as if they were about to press all their weight down on the edge of the sea, severing, splitting, and sweeping away the skyline.

Since the last time he woke up, he found that the scene around him had completely changed.

Confused, frightened, palpitating.

After figuring out the situation around him, Mo Chen only felt that his heart was pounding, his body was sore, and he couldn't move.

He was so groggy that he survived until dusk.

By this time, the sun seemed to have exhausted its might, and gradually retreated, and the sea breeze blew in a playful manner, waking him from his stillness.

Mo Chen moved his neck and turned his head, knowing in his heart that there was no clue at all.

The most recent of his remaining memories was that he was stunned by the sword wielded by the power of the Everlasting Realm.

In that case, you can't wait here.

He immediately stood up, picked up the dual elements in his body, and flew towards the place where the aura was more intense in the distance.

This is a day and a night.

Contrary to the vibrant appearance of the whole world.

The sea beneath Mochen is endless, calm, and even deadly.

Only the waves are surging, turning into white flowers.

There is not a single fish in the whole sea, and there is not a trace of life.

The bottom of the sea, which is about 100 feet deep, has fine sand like snow, and there is no seaweed or seaweed on it.

It flew tirelessly.

Ink dust flew again for a few more days.

Fortunately, the aura here is extremely strong, and the Illusory Yang Realm Treasure in his sea of knowledge will also provide wireless aura, so the state of the whole person is still very good at the peak level.

And until this time.

Mo Chen's eyes finally appeared with a little target.

At the place where the sea and the sky meet, a little black shadow faintly appeared, floating and sinking in the stormy waves.

The black shadow was quite small, almost the size of a fingernail in Mo Chen's eyes.

Of course, he knew, it wasn't that the shadow was so small, but that he was so far away from it that it looked like it was only that size.