Chapter 42: Induction

The dark night enveloped the world like a curtain, and the figure on the cliff was like an island standing in the ocean, and the waves of the night that were constantly emerging slapped on the island, but this tiny island did not shake at all. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

The star-like light opened up a world, incompatible with the darkness of the big world, no matter how the night surged, that light stood in the infinite void, as if it was not affected in the slightest.

Seeing this figure, Xiong Shanjun's tall body suddenly trembled in the dark night, and his straight back, like a pillar of heaven, was overwhelmed by an invisible force at this time, and he lowered his head and did not dare to look at the white-clothed man on the top of the cliff, bowed to the side, and hurriedly said: "Your Excellency, ・・・・・・"

Xiong Shanjun's words echoed on the cliff with a hint of panic in excitement, and the man in white who was standing with his back to him suddenly raised his arm to block what he was still going to say.

It was dull in the silence, and a strange aura was already echoing on the cliff. Then a ray of starlight appeared in the sky at a difficult time, and the man in white slowly turned around.

I saw that the figure that exuded wisps of starlight in the dark night, with a handsome face, but there was a cold brilliance in those eyes, and even a trace of emotion did not flash, and the long silver hair was flying, and the eyes that were full of reason like a machine suddenly fell on Xiong Shanjun's body.

The air shook slightly at this time, and the soft gas became hard at this time, Xiong Shanjun at this moment was even worse than the Monkey King who was trapped in the stone box, and if he wanted to move his body a little, it was already a dream, even if he wanted to blink, those giant eyes became sluggish.

"Well, you haven't even got the Mountain God Seal in your hands yet, in my estimation, even if that old willow tree is already the Yuan Shen Dacheng, the cultivation of the demon god, if you just ask for the Mountain God Seal, it's not a difficult thing, but I don't know why it ended in failure at this time?" The man in white showed a trace of doubt in his words, but there was no slightest fluctuation in his starry eyes, as if it was not him who was talking at the moment, but someone else.

A bead of sweat rolled down Xiong Shanjun's forehead, his strong body was already trembling slightly at this time, and there was a thick wheezing sound from his mouth and nose, but no matter how anxious he was at the moment, there was no trace of justification.

Because he knew that this adult, who did not know the details of his own, had always liked to listen to his familiarity justify failure, even if it was not the fault of his subordinates. One sentence interrupted his thinking and justification, what was about to usher in was his soul returning to Huangquan, and it was possible that even his soul could no longer be left, and the only thing that existed was the innate imprint of the river of life.

"Anyway, why is this so, if there is no accident, there will be no mistakes in my plan!" The man in white, who stopped thinking, looked at Xiong Shanjun, who was full of panic at the moment, and slowly spoke.

The cold words of the past fell on the ears of the world like the snow falling from the sky in the cold winter of the wax moon, but at this moment, they exude a gentleness like the morning sun, and there is also a touch of heart-warming warmth, like a powerful hand, pulling it up from the cold ice cave.

In the dark night, Xiong Shanjun quickly organized language in his heart, and clearly told the story of meeting Liu Boqin, but he hoped that there was not the slightest loss in his words.

At this time, the words that came out of his mouth were his chance to live, if there was a trace of omission, and his life was lost, then the most unprofitable deal at this time, Xiong Shanjun, who had already gambled his life at this time, how could he not be careful, in his hundreds of years of life, it had never been as exciting as tonight.

Even he could feel that the huge heart in his chest was beating violently, and with each surge, the hot blood flowed through the blood vessels, and an invisible force was already stimulating his spirit.

"Oh! There are even other people, I don't want that old willow tree to know how to look for helpers, but that divine seal is not his, it doesn't enter my heavenly court, and he wants to take the divine seal for himself, it's like looking for death!" The eyes of the man in white who were different from ordinary people showed a hint of strangeness at this moment, thinking about how important that divine seal was to him, even if it was not as important as that divine seal, but it had an important relationship with what he was planning.

"You said that person is a Confucian in white, his cultivation is superb, you can't even make a move in his hands?" The man in white asked lightly, and Xiong Shanjun, who was standing down, immediately nodded hurriedly, without a trace of hesitation, as if the slightest hesitation would lead to disaster.

"You are the Jindan Demon King, since you can't go through a move, I think that person is at least the cultivation of the Yuan Shen Realm, but I don't know how many zhang he has cultivated, he dares to obstruct my plan, and he simply doesn't take me in his eyes. In the background of the night, the mouth of the white man spat out cold words, and under the calm appearance, there was already a trace of angry flames flickering.

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"Hmm!" In Liujiazhuang, Liu Boqin sat in the room at this time, holding a roll of bamboo slips, the bamboo slips were already yellowed, and the thick ancient atmosphere was exuding.

In a panic, the bronze beast foot lamp in front of Liu Boqin dimmed slightly, and the burning wick shook suddenly in the windless room, and it had returned to normal in a moment, and there was no abnormality.

But all this is as clear as Liu Boqin's death, and everything has been imprinted in his eyes. At this moment, I felt the heavy qi and blood in my body, slightly agitated. Every trace of qi and blood, which was heavier than the mountains, actually revealed a trace of uneasiness, or a trace of excitement.

In the void, a wisp of sharp qi became clear, and the rich evil qi tore through the void, connecting with each other from nowhere, breaking through the obstacles, revealing a hint of signs.

The burning wick was extinguished in silence. The vast house suddenly became dark, there was not a single light flickering, some were just the darkness that swallowed everything, like the sea eye that devoured everything in the sea of ruins, even if it was a large realm, it could not escape from it.

On the couch, Liu Boqin slowly put down the quaint bamboo slip in his hand, and his calm eyes slowly closed. Searching for that connection, he saw a ray of starlight appear in the void, dispelling the eternal darkness and spreading a glimmer of light.

But the starlight was full of coldness, and with a soft groan, the sword flashed, suddenly sinking into its brow, awakening it from the void.

"Interesting!" Liu Boqin's jade-colored fingers slowly brushed his eyebrows, and his eyes flashed with essence. On the cliff dozens of miles away, a smile appeared on the face of the man in white, and he spit out in his mouth: "Interesting!"

The scimitar at his waist that seemed to be like a white light swung gently at this moment, flashing like starlight.