There is an infinite amount of red light, blue light, green light, no rì and no night.

I don't know how long it has been discussed here, but in front of the Tianhui Palace, most of the monks on the Ruby Square have gathered below this wall.

Lao Qian's eyes were dizzy, and he only felt that the lines running liliang in his body had been messed up.

Seeing that Otochi Lei and Quinn were still obsessively asking themselves for advice!"

Lao Qian's hands waved wildly: "Oh, I can't do it, I can't do it, you continue, continue, the two jīng gods are really admirable." ”

Old Qian turned left and right, like a loach, and retreated out of the crowd.

And the nest ancestor is obviously really fascinated.

For Lao Qian's obvious "stupid, mentally retarded" behavior, there is no exit to ridicule, as if there is only the wall left in front of him.

"Fortunately, I don't know those words, otherwise, I would have to be like them, and I would have to fall into it. ”

Old Qian was terrified in his heart.

The words on this wall are like a huge quagmire, and I finally managed to escape from this quagmire.

Old Qian, who had palpitations, glanced at the entire wall again.

The fonts on the walls, each one the size of a bucket, stretch out of the wall nearly three hundred meters wide.

Old Qian and Quinn, Yi Chi Lei, look from the beginning of the text.

This exit, away from the crowd, the entire three-hundred-meter-wide group of words came into the eyes of Lao Qian.

Lao Qian's glance fell on a place in the middle of the text.

Unconsciously stopped for a moment, and Lao Qian wanted to look away.

However, in the palace of God, one of the superficial structures of the angelic heart is a light!

It's a flash of light, but for old money, even if the sun comes out again, it's just that.

The structure on the surface of the Angelic Heart does not belong to the structure that has been developed, but it is separated from the structure that has been developed.

As soon as this structure lit up, a ray of golden light actually connected the structure that separated the two consistently, and connected it with the sword intent left over from the structure that had been developed, and instantly lit up a structure, and then it was extinguished.

Lao Qian's eyes suddenly stared at the place he had just skimmed, and finally found that there was a curved stroke, which had an eight-point resemblance to the structure in the angel's heart, but the difference was that the place where the pen was started and put down was different.

Lao Qian understands that the difference between this pen and the pen is that the structure that can stimulate the heart of the angel lies.

Keep in mind the beginning and end of this painting, and the quality of the old money has come up, and I no longer care about the content of those big words.

Rather, he carefully observed the strokes that made up these large characters.

A large font is composed of hundreds of small and curved strokes, and a 300-meter-long text, the number of this painting is probably millions.

It's a pity that in front of so many people, Lao Qian didn't dare to release his Golden Fruit Shadow clone, so he had to search for it on the wall with a pair of naked eyes.

The meaning of the words on this wall is obscure.

First disappointed, and then summoned their will and interest, and carefully pondered this text, there are many of them.

Therefore, the anomaly of Lao Qian looks exactly the same as that of other monks, which is simply normal.

From this point of view, looking at the words on this wall, the effect is different.

Just now, with Quinn, Yi Chilei read it for a few days, and he couldn't figure out a few lines of words with the correct meaning, like a group of snakes crossing the mountain, with yīn poison in his agility.

On the surface of the Angel's Heart, there were three rows of structures, which lit up at the same time.

Upon closer inspection, the three rows of lit structures are like three rows of galloping snakes, which correspond to this row of words.

Turning to the next row of text, the tadpole lines that play with twists and turns are like waves galloping.

On the surface of the angel's heart, close to the center of the sphere, several structures lit up, and the golden silk emitted was like a big river rushing, and after rushing through more than a dozen structures one after another, it stopped.

Lao Qian felt that he had come to an ocean - a sea of strokes, and these strokes that could move the hearts of angels were like precious tuna in the ocean.

Old money chases and identifies the tuna.

Seeing the heart of the angel in his divine mansion, a trace lit up all the way.

More and more from the heart of the angel to feel that majestic and vast liliang.

It's just that Old Money's eyes swept over Vidona and felt a little strange.

Widona also has an angelic heart, and is still in normal use, why does she always keep her eyes on one place and not move her nest?

Lao Qian knew that the angel heart in Widona's body could be used normally, and he would continue to provide Vidona with liliang far away.

It's like a car with a powerful engine.

Widona is like the driver of this car, happily driving this car, where is the time to care about the structure of the engine.

Besides, Widona suddenly obtained the liliang that ordinary monks had cultivated for hundreds of years.

In terms of the use of divine thoughts, how to cultivate in a meticulous manner, it is very superficial at all.

It is simply impossible for Vidona to use her divine mind to explore every structure of the angelic heart.

Of course, there is an even more important secret.

Old money will come later.

Just when the old money indulged in the sea of symbols, he forgot about the loss of time.

The monk who had been hiding his body in the purple mist moved.

A fluctuation that ordinary monks could not perceive

In an instant, it reached the ears of the monk who was covered in gray mist.

"Old Monster of the Cold Sky, how do you comprehend the words on this stone wall?"

The gray mist shrouded in a layer of gray also let out a strange laugh.

It's just that this strange laugh also turned into a fluctuation that ordinary monks couldn't detect, responding to the past.

"Red Light Hades, I didn't expect to see you for two hundred years, and the red light on your body has turned into purple mist.

No wonder the Eagle Spirit Officer and those juniors from Guangming Mountain can't recognize you, why, has your face become so big?

The words on it are plausible, they seem to be incomprehensible, they are really elusive, why, what do you mean-"

The monk who was covered in purple mist snorted angrily!

"Hmph! My face has become like this, and it has nothing to do with the oracle of the Lord God of Justice, the Bright Mountain.

Cold day old monster, I envy you now for your life of idle clouds and wild cranes, not bound by those big sects, and not ending up with me. ”

Listening to the conversation between these two people, this monk shrouded in purple qi turned out to be a senior of Guangming Mountain who was known to the spirit carving officer.

It's just that it seems that he and Guangming Mountain, the chief god of justice, have formed some kind of grudge, and his extremely obscene face is also due to the first two.

"Oh—did you suffer from their loss?

With your xìng grid, you don't even take revenge, it's really the sun coming out of the west. ”

The cold old monster shrouded in gray and mist looked extremely surprised in his tone, but it was a little expected.

His relationship with Chiguang Yama has been a friend and foe over a long period of time.

Seeing Zuihou, an old friend and old rival who was hurt by his old employer, the Righteous Lord God, who had served him for more than a thousand years, was really full of mixed feelings.

"Revenge, I can't even beat a two-star god, let alone a divine envoy.

Without further ado, I think it's only right to break the walls of this Tianhui Palace.

This can't just be done by the two of us, we have to organize these juniors, take turns to exert their strength, and attack without stopping.

I can't, the walls of this Tianhui Hall can withstand dozens of days, hundreds of days of rotational attacks.

It's better than staying here for more than 30 days, looking at these seemingly common and non-common sentences, it is real. ”

It turned out that this purple-clothed Red Light Yama King had been here for more than 30 days, and he was very proficient in the words on the wall.

However, after more than 30 days, the mind of this Red Light Hades is completely cloudy.

Impatient, he sent a message to the Cold Sky Old Monster, and decided to organize these juniors first and blast open the walls of this Tianhui Palace.

The inside of the Tianhui Hall is the real treasure.

"Well, your proposal is good, there are still a few of these juniors who are passable, and I will also inform them, let those juniors with low cultivation contribute, we just need to make a move at the critical moment. ”

This cold old monster's idea is even better.

He wanted to join forces with a few monks here who had high cultivation levels and forced those monks with low cultivation to work hard.

After all, the environment here is unknown and difficult, and just looking at the bridge of thunder, you know that it is powerful.

It can save a little spiritual power and elixir, and at a critical moment, it may come in handy.

And those juniors with a high level of cultivation are still good together.

The Tianhui Hall has not yet been opened, even if it is to be fired, it is not at this time.

"Okay, you're still as dangerous as ever, I'll leave this contact to you. ”

The Red Light Hades laughed strangely, and then remained silent.

"With your foul mouth, it's no wonder you can't get mixed up in the temple system. ”

The Cold Sky Old Monster shook his head in the gray mist that enveloped him, and then sent out a wave towards the few masters he thought were masters.

The girl in pink who was contemplating and pondering, her god changed, and there was a complex god sè.

After a long time, her lips moved slightly and she replied a few words.

Then, she whispered to Widona: "Cortana, you and your money lover will make a proposal later, you must obey and do not resist, otherwise, I am afraid that you will be killed." ”

Vidona was startled, and the indulgence in her eyes disappeared suddenly.

"Ah, he's here too, where is he?"

The girl in pink smiled: "No, there, tell him not to make a head bird." ”

At the end, the girl in pink seemed to realize her speech problem, and her face turned slightly red.

Lao Qian grabbed a few useful strokes, but he felt that this painting was like Lin Hai listening to the waves.

The three structures on the surface of the Angel's Heart were lit up, and the golden sè light emitted actually connected the golden sè light in several nearby areas.

At this point, the surface of the angel's heart has been half lit.

A mighty and pure divine liliang rushed up in an instant, and it was enough to send out a sword momentum of the eleventh layer of the Qing Condensing Sword Technique.

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