Yue Ming said curiously: "This wall is smooth and smooth, where is there any mural on it? Brother Jiang, you are not pretending to lie to me, right?"

"Can't you see this mural...... It seems that not everyone can see this mural, this painting ......" Jiang Jianqiu was halfway through his words, his voice stopped abruptly, and the whole person held the wall with one hand and stood still like a wood carving clay sculpture, only to see his eyes staring at the wall in front of him, his mouth slightly open, and the whole person was still in place like a clay sculpture. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yue Mingxin looked at Jiang Jianqiu for a long time, but he still didn't move, Yue Mingxin sneered and laughed out loud and said, "Brother Jiang, don't pretend to be weird to tease me anymore." Let's pack up the residence of Nanhua's predecessors and go down the mountain as soon as possible. ”

After Yue Mingxin finished saying this, Jiang Jianqiu was still leaning on the wall without moving, Yue Ming's heart moved, although Jiang Jianqiu was joking on weekdays, but he hadn't reached the point of pretending like this, could he really have encountered any problems? Thinking of this, Yue Mingxin was shocked, and wanted to step forward to check what was wrong with Jiang Jianqiu.

Yue Mingxin didn't take two steps forward, and suddenly his expression changed and stopped in place. She turned her head and looked around the room with some confusion, as if looking for something.

In the end, her gaze stayed on the octagonal glass lamp in the corner of the house, Yue Mingxin glanced back at Jiang Jianqiu, a little hesitant, but then her expression changed again, and in the void, the voice that sounded in her heart became even stronger.

Yue Mingxin had to ignore Jiang Jianqiu first, turned around and walked towards the octagonal glass lamp, she walked slowly to the lamp, and carefully examined the lamp.

The glass lamp was turquoise, carved in a circle like a wave, and hung from the wall with a copper nail, and a faint white flame burned silently within the almost transparent tulle lampshade.

Yueming's heart moved suddenly, and she looked carefully into the glass lamp, there was no oil and wick in the glass lamp, and the white flame was actually suspended in the glass lamp!

At this moment, the still white flame beat faintly, Yueming's heart and body shook slightly, looked at the faint flame, and said softly, "Are you calling me?"

In the turquoise glass lamp, the white flame suddenly grew to more than three inches, burning violently, emitting a scorching white light, and the violent momentum seemed to break through the dilapidated ancient lamp and gush out!

"Click!"

A soft sound sounded from the base of the octagonal glass lamp, and then the turquoise glass lamp was driven by an unknown force and began to rotate slowly.

The wave pattern carved around the glass lamp is like coming to life, rotating around the fierce white flame in the lamp, and the waves are connected one after another, and a faint blue light emerges from the glass lamp, firmly imprisoning the unruly white flame in the almost invisible lampshade!

The white flame rushed left and right in the lampshade several times, but still could not break through the blue light confinement around it, as if its strength had been exhausted, and it recovered the faint wisp before, quietly suspended in this octagonal glass lamp, and no longer made any movement.

Yue Mingxin smiled and leaned her head closer to the glass lamp, looked at the white flame that was quietly suspended in the air, and whispered: "What is your name? Why did Nanhua's predecessors trap you in this glass ancient lamp for thousands of years? It must be that you have been naughty and done a lot of bad things before." ”

The white flame suddenly snapped, bursting out a small ball of flame, Yue Mingxin covered her mouth and smiled, and said, "The temper is really not small. But you have been trapped in this ancient lamp for thousands of years, and it is indeed pitiful. If you swear not to act recklessly in the future, then I will find a way to release you. ”

The flame was silently suspended there, motionless, as if indifferent to Yue Mingxin's words. Yueming looked at the weak flame in the ancient lamp with a smile, and for a moment, she seemed to feel that the flame was not in the ancient lamp, but in her eyes.

Yue Mingxin shook her head and regained her composure, she looked at the octagonal glass lamp again, and vaguely seemed to see a line of small characters engraved on the lamp base.

Yue Mingxin slowly stretched out his hand to touch the turquoise lampholder, under the contact, he only felt a strange cold rush in the tips of his fingers, Yue Mingxin couldn't help but shudder, and I don't know what this octagonal glass lamp is made of, it is so cold!

With the gentle touch of Yue Mingxin's fingers, a faint layer of blue light emerged from the glazed ancient lamp, and the row of small characters seemed to be clearer and clearer.

"Transit of Venus, the fire of great evil, the light of the sky ......"

With a loud bang, the white flames rose into the sky, shattering the lampshade of the glass lamp! That little bit of white flame turned into a scorching flame all over the sky at this moment, and rushed towards the heart of the moon with the potential of destroying the world and destroying the earth! The momentum at that moment seemed to incinerate her into ashes and turn into nothing!

......

Jiang Jianqiu came back to his senses suddenly, and the whistling wind sounded in his ears, where is this? He tried to twist his body and look around, there was no sky, no earth, only an endless piece of barren dust, others were in mid-air, falling rapidly downward, below was an endless yellow mist, and he couldn't see what was inside the mist.

Jiang Jianqiu looked up, there was a faint yellow light at the top of the place, was that the sun? He shook his head, he was no stranger to this kind of scene at the moment, this was the feeling when he was in the spirit realm of the Nether Sword or in the Fire Sword Mansion before.

Jiang Jianqiu was a little confused, the previous few times he entered the spiritual realm, it was when he was in a coma or after he fell asleep, like this, he was still awake a moment ago, and it was the first time that he was pulled into the spiritual space in a flash.

Is this the ghost of the mural on the wall? Jiang Jianqiu thought about it and thought it was unlikely, he hadn't heard of the magic weapon of the mural type, where was this?

The wind whined in his ears, and in the blink of an eye, Jiang Jianqiu had fallen into the boundless mist, and the tumbling mist passed quickly around him, gradually, Jiang Jianqiu heard what seemed to be a subtle sound from below, and he tried his best to look down, it seemed that a little light flashed, but it was a little unreal.

With a sudden light in front of him, Jiang Jianqiu fell to the bottom of the mist, and a vast land appeared in front of him, hissing, shouting sounded from below. Jiang Jianqiu narrowed his eyes and endured the oncoming strong wind to look down.

The surging crowd, the magic weapon sword light flying in the sky, countless monsters with huge bodies, splashing blood and stumps and broken arms everywhere, the dark red earth has been soaked in blood.

What is presented in front of Jiang Jianqiu is an endless battlefield!(To be continued.) )