This celestial phenomenon lasted for nine days before it gradually ended, and it was extremely difficult for the monks who cultivated the Wind Break to survive until they turned into gods, but the gods who were tempered by the wind were strong, and once they succeeded in transforming into gods, the Yuan Shen was often far stronger than the monks of the same generation.

Sure enough, the celestial phenomenon ended, and a blue-black primordial god as high as more than one hundred and thirty zhang condensed in the sky above An Yurong's Immortal Mansion.

The three of them glanced at each other, couldn't help but laugh at the same time, and walked towards Murong Ling's retreat immortal mansion together.

Xiao Ziyang was about to open the door of the secret room, but Wu Zhenzi stopped him and said, "Everyone should take precautions and go in, because the monks who have just turned into gods have just woken up from the extremely dangerous environment, some are very sensitive, and some are very irritable, and it is a very dangerous thing to approach them at this time." ”

After that, Wu Zhenzi waved his hand and first released a magic shield for himself, and then released a golden round shield in front of him, and the golden light on his body flashed, and he actually summoned the golden body of Buddhism.

Erzhu released the Star Shield according to his words, and Wu Zhenzi, who knew that this Star Shield was powerful, smashed his mouth with some envy.

Xiao Ziyang relied on the strength of his Rulai golden body, which had advanced to the Sumeru realm, but a pale golden color appeared on the surface of his body, and he did not use other means.

Xiao Ziyang immediately opened the door of the secret room.

Inside the door, Murong Ling was sitting cross-legged on the futon frowning as if she was thinking about something, the sound of the door opening startled her and she flew up from the ground, white light flashed, and nine thunder balls appeared beside her, turning into an enchantment to protect her.

After a while, Murong Ling saw Xiao Ziyang's appearance clearly, and the surprise on his face quickly disappeared. Instead, he was pleasantly surprised.

She slowly flew in front of Xiao Ziyang, stared at him quietly for a while, and suddenly spoke. Her words were choppy, slow, and slurred, like a baby speaking for the first time, "I...... Recognize...... Know...... You, I...... Remember...... Get...... You...... Say...... Want...... Wait...... I ......"

Saying this, she suddenly dispersed the protective thunder shield, stepped forward and grabbed Xiao Ziyang's hand.

Xiao Ziyang was moved in his heart. One grasped her hand.

Wu Zhenzi shook his head and sighed: "If the heart tribulation of the Yuan Infant stage is to give up, then the heart tribulation of the god requires the perseverance of never giving up, and most of the monks who can successfully transform into a god." I have an attachment to the avenue in my heart, but I didn't expect that Ling'er's attachment was you. ”

Xiao Ziyang sighed, he had always felt that his heart had dried up in the middle of thousands of years of cultivation. But when he listened to Murong Ling's intermittent words like a baby. But I felt that something in my heart had dissolved, and I only felt ashamed and happy.

Xiao Ziyang took Murong Ling, who was holding him tightly, and turned around and walked towards the secret room.

The four of them left Murong Ling's Immortal Mansion and flew towards An Yurong's Immortal Mansion.

The four of them opened An Yurong's immortal mansion, and when they entered the door, they were taken aback.

Different from Murong Ling's confusion, An Yurong sat quietly cross-legged in the center of the secret room, and she quietly watched the four people who walked in. There was no expression on his face, and a cold light without a trace of emotion shot out of his eyes.

Satoru Zhenzi exclaimed, "Not good!"

With Satoru Mako's exclamation. An Yurong stretched out her hand, and a black wind was generated around everyone.

Looking at the swept wind Wu Zhenzi's face changed, and he pinched his hands with the law, and was about to urge the secret method to protect himself, but when he saw Xiao Ziyang wave his hand indifferently, a thick purple light that exuded a distant and ancient atmosphere swept towards the swirling wind that had just been generated, and the wind suddenly disappeared without a trace.

On the other side, An Yurong still didn't have a trace of expression on her face, as if she didn't care about her spell being broken, her figure moved, and her figure suddenly disappeared in place, and then, the light in the secret room suddenly dimmed.

Xiao Ziyang suddenly found that the entire secret room was completely shrouded in a faint wind, if it was an ordinary monk, I am afraid that he would not even dare to leave his body at this time, and the spirit refining was not a joke, but a monk who cultivated the wind could hide his body with this wind.

This move is not a profound wind spell, but it gives full play to the advantages of the pervasiveness of the wind and the erosion of the soul, such a clever fighting method is not like An Yurong's style.

Thinking of the other party's cold eyes just now, Xiao Ziyang couldn't help but sink in his heart.

However, her trick was useful for ordinary monks, but it was useless for Xiao Ziyang, he swept his mind into the wind without care, and found An Yurong who was hiding in the wind and waiting for an opportunity.

Xiao Ziyang flicked his fingers, and a thin purple rope shot out from his fingertips, and disappeared without a trace with a slight twist.

The next moment, the rope gently appeared behind An Yurong, who was quietly lurking in the wind and watching everyone.

With a slight twist of the purple rope, it quickly wrapped around An Yurong like lightning, but to Xiao Ziyang's slight surprise, the other party seemed to have noticed it a long time ago, and as soon as his body moved, he disappeared in place, and came to the other side of the secret room in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Ziyang's expression moved, and the purple rope suddenly disappeared, and then appeared behind An Yurong.

An Yurong didn't know what method Lu Dao used, but she actually noticed Xiao Ziyang's immortal rope again.

It stands to reason that before this bundle of immortal ropes was launched, it was difficult for Su to detect even if he was a monk in the late stage of the transformation of the gods, and An Yurong cultivated the wind to decide, although the divine soul was stronger than that of ordinary monks, but at most it was equivalent to a mid-stage monk of the transformation of the gods, and it was really not possible to discover the existence of the bundle of immortal ropes so easily.

However, Xiao Ziyang had already prepared for this, and at the same time that the bundle of immortal ropes appeared behind An Yurong, he stretched out his hand and waved, and a deep purple light rolled out of his hand, and swept past An Yurong in the blink of an eye.

was swept by the purple mang, An Yurong's body suddenly froze, and the fairy rope tied behind her back was entangled, tying her into a zongzi.

Trapped by the immortal rope, An Yurong's mana was suddenly imprisoned and lay on the ground.

Xiao Ziyang waved his hand again, and the Falling Treasure Divine Light swept through, sweeping away the wind qi in the secret room.

An Yurong was trapped by the immortal rope, and she didn't struggle, but just looked coldly at Xiao Ziyang and the others who were walking towards her, her eyes were extremely cold, and there was no trace of fear.

Xiao Ziyang looked at her worriedly for a moment, then turned around and asked Wu Zhenzi, "What's wrong with her?"

Wu Zhenzi said: "Her current situation should be the kind of person who has completely forgotten the past because she has been trapped in the God Transformation Heart Tribulation for too long, and may even have a great change in temperament. ”

Xiao Ziyang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard this, the situation was much better than he thought, he was afraid that An Yurong would be taken advantage of by some devil, and she was no longer the same person.

He asked again, "Is there any way?"

Gomako said: "I can try to show her her past, it may be able to awaken her memory, but it may not be useful." ”

Let's say, Wu Zhenzi hugged the circle with both hands, and a transparent ball appeared in his hand, and someone quickly flashed in the ball.

After a while, Wu Zhenzi pushed his hands, and the transparent ball flew into the sky above An Yurong's eyes who were bound, and a figure appeared in the ball of light, which turned out to be the bits and pieces of An Yurong and Wu Zhenzi's past.

Xiao Ziyang and Erzhu also painted scoops based on the gourd, condensing their past with An Yurong into light and shadow and placing them in front of An Yurong's eyes.

An Yurong looked at the three balls of light, and for the first time her face showed a look of curiosity, but her eyes were extremely cold when she looked at the balls of light.

Satoru Mako sighed and said, "Let's go, it won't help to stay here." ”

Xiao Ziyang comforted: "Master doesn't have to sigh, even if Yu Rong really doesn't remember us from now on, it is better than her failure to break through the heart and destroy her soul." ”

Wu Zhenzi nodded and said: "You are right, according to Yu Rong's probability of turning into a god of less than thirty percent, this one is already considered lucky, but I am greedy." ”

The three of them comforted each other and walked out of the secret room, leaving only An Yurong, who was bound, staring at the three balls of light above her head without blinking.

The next day, Xiao Ziyang came to the secret room alone, An Yurong was still staring at the ball of light, and when she heard Xiao Ziyang's voice, she turned around, looked at Xiao Ziyang, and suddenly spoke: "Let me go." ”

Unlike Murong Ling's first slurred speech, An Yurong spoke very clearly at this time. But this is not surprising, the ball of light that the three of them put in front of An Yurong not only has images, but also sounds, with the wisdom of the god monk, even if An Yurong has never spoken before, this day and night should be learned, not to mention that he just forgot.

Xiao Ziyang looked at An Yurong's cold eyes, slightly hesitant, but after a while, he still decided to let her go, even if he still didn't remember anything, he couldn't tie her up like this.

As soon as Xiao Ziyang's heart moved, the immortal rope suddenly collapsed from her.

An Yurong stood up with a flicker, she first glanced at Xiao Ziyang coldly, and then turned her head to look at the three balls of light.

Just when Xiao Ziyang felt some hope, she suddenly bent her fingers and flicked it, and three cyan streamers smashed the three balls of light, which made Xiao Ziyang slightly surprised.

After shattering the three balls of light, An Yurong moved her gaze to Xiao Ziyang again, and said coldly: "Among these balls of light is the former me?" Her voice was still as beautiful as before, but it was extremely cold, without a trace of emotion.

Xiao Ziyang nodded, "Yes." ”

An Yurong said coldly: "I don't like it, it's too cowardly, it's a shame! Don't mention these things in front of me in the future." ”

After saying this, A Yurong suddenly showed a smile on her face, this smile was matched with her cold eyes, which was indescribably weird. She smiled and said, "You are my former man?"

Xiao Ziyang was suddenly a little embarrassed when he heard this, he was about to say something, but he saw An Yurong's right hand seemed to be subconsciously waving, and with her action, a blue-black ghost hand suddenly appeared behind Xiao Ziyang, and it fell towards the silent claw on the back of his head.

Even with the strength of Xiao Ziyang's divine thoughts, he only reacted when this ghost hand was about to grasp his body, and a falling treasure divine light, the thought moved, erupted from the back of his head, and swept away the green black ghost hand.

This grasp actually scared Xiao Ziyang out of a cold sweat. (To be continued......)