"You... What are you going to do?" The patriarch of the Qi Tian Clan, looking at Ying Chen's approaching, there were actually some six gods without masters. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's only too late to squeak now," Ying Chen sneered, and with a wave of his hand, Da Bai flashed like thunder, raised his sharp claws, and directly cut off the tongue of the Monkey Sky Clan Patriarch.

"Ahh

Ying Chen spread out his hand and took a small piece of tongue that fell from the big white paw, quite satisfied. Then he looked around, looked at the cultivators with anger in his eyes, and slowly spoke: "Those who are not convinced, die!"

After he finished speaking, he threw half of the tongue in his palm at the feet of the Qi Tian clan patriarch.

All around, there was silence.

Some people keep their grievances in their stomachs and remain silent.

There are also people who are happy, clapping their hands, and they are very happy.

The one-eyed elder of the Wolf Tooth Clan was solemn, turned around directly, and led his men and clansmen to continue to kill blood mosquitoes.

The Dongshui tribe was neither happy nor angry, and also went back to strangle the army of blood mosquitoes.

As for the people of the Nirvana tribe, they no longer look at the excitement when they wave their hands in the wind.

......

A seemingly perfect conspiracy collapsed with the strength of Yingchen. Of course, everything will not end here, they did not really make a big move this time, and it is estimated that most of them do not want to make mistakes again and again, and lose everything.

But for these, Yingchen doesn't care.

Because there are so few personalities here, there is no threat to him at all.

On the other side, Chuifeng also discovered Tang Mingzhe's strangeness, and didn't say anything, just looked at it.

looked at each other's sometimes confused, sometimes sober looks, with a complicated face, shaking his head slightly.

It's like seeing a child who has left home, wandering between heaven and earth, but doesn't know where home is!

......

At the same time, Chuifeng also noticed what Ying Chen was doing, and couldn't help but smile, as if this was what he thought he was, brave and strategic.

Immediately walked over, laughed and said: "This is a dismount, the old man likes it." ”

Seeing this, the patriarch of the Qi Tian clan gritted his teeth and retreated.

"The senior praised it falsely," Ying Chen also smiled, compared to the triviality before and after, he was more concerned about whether there was an ancient teleportation array here.

For now, it doesn't seem to be.

But not necessarily, since it is called an ancient ruin, it is not to mention tens of thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years.

So, how do they master the power of personality?

Remember that the ancient event is once every ten years, so compared to the time here, it is three hundred years.

Although it has been a long time coming, it is not impossible to gain the perception of the power of personality from the body of the Holy Realm monk.

"The old man knows that you have a lot of confusion, so don't worry. Chuifeng looked at Ying Chen's face, raised his hand and pointed to a huge tower in the distance, the meaning could not be more obvious.

"Senior, please," Ying Chen nodded slightly, beckoned to Qingyue and the others, took Da Bai and Xiao Bai, and walked with the weeping wind.

......

In the northwest of this Nirvana city, it is all the Nirvana range.

The architecture of the Nirvana people is very distinctive, with few edges and corners, mostly semi-rounded and smooth, and the same is true for the totems.

In particular, there is a nine-story tower made of countless beast bones in the center, and at the center of each beast bone's eyebrows, there is a whirlpool that has been imprinted, as if carved with a finger.

It seems terrifying, but it has a sense of protection.

Ying Chen watched silently, as if he understood or not. At the signal of the weeping wind, he placed the Qingyue and a few people below, followed alone, and the old man who helped him, step by step to the top of the tower.

As far as the eye can see, they are all white bones, which are not the same, like the bones of all beings in the heavens and the earth.

In my ears, I still seem to be able to hear some faint murmurs, I don't know if they have always existed, or because of his presence.

These murmurs, like a call, a prayer, or a burst of shouts, are intertwined and turned into a song with the power of time.

Pulled him back into the past, like the tide of the sea, receding all the way, all the way back, retreating to the original point, retreating to the original place.

......

Yingchen couldn't see anything, he only felt that there was a white expanse all around, but it was not dazzling, there were many figures coming and going, he couldn't see clearly, and he couldn't even hear the sound.

But he didn't feel lonely, he didn't feel lonely, but he felt very warm, and his whole body was as comfortable as if he was soaking in a hot spring.

"Where am I ......?"

"Silly Chen'er, are you at home......" A soft call, like a voice from another world, as if it had crossed time, echoed around, and instantly touched the heartstrings of Ying Chen.

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Originally, I had surgery today, but I had a stomachache after eating a meat bun in the morning, and the operation was postponed to next week, and my body became more and more uncomfortable, and I couldn't sleep, and now I am pressed by taking medicine, alas.

It's really unfortunate to fall to grandma's house, so angry.