Emperor of Nine Suns

There seems to be another completely different world hidden in the ground. If you probe a little, you will feel trapped in a vast and boundless ocean, and you can't see the edge.

Sensing people coming, Zixi and the silver-haired man did not even raise their heads and began to practice silently with concentration.

But the evil monk slightly raised his eyelids and looked around the crowd, then sighed helplessly: "It's a pity that there are still two left." Then he shook his head and fell into samadhi again.

Xiong Tiangang, Old Man Xiegu, and Lan Xuan looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly after hearing the words. They each took the position of a white bone skeleton and practiced cross-legged. "Fiction" novel chapters are updated the fastest

Since this Hell Book Tower claims to hide the secret treasure left by the ancient Yin Emperor, there must be unimaginable danger inside. There is no doubt that if you want to obtain the secret treasure of the ancient Yin Emperor, you must go through unimaginable and terrifying struggles!

In this case, being able to practice more and restore some strength will save one's life in the later hard battles. Therefore, without wasting any time, everyone began to practice their skills silently.

The strong wind roared as if an unknown wild beast was roaring upwards. The weather on the grassland has always been windy, a cold and strong wind swept down from the nine heavens, blowing everyone's robes and hunting in the strong wind.

Ling Xuan stood on a high ground, looking thoughtfully at the horizon with a pair of icy and clear eyes like black jewels.

Although it took a long time to go through the heart demon space, a full twelve hours passed, but Ling Xuan didn't consume any spiritual power.

Because during the whole process, the silver eagle turned into a young man struggling to fight, but it seemed like a passer-by, almost experiencing some kind of hard fight.

Therefore, there is no need to exercise and rest, and the body is already at its peak state.

In my mind, I kept recalling the appearance of that young man: the appearance of bathing in blood and slaughtering the common people, the appearance of smiling gently at himself, and the appearance of killing the world with a black long sword... In a trance, it seems that it was a long time ago in the days when I just met Xiaoying I have seen such a boy before.

Only that one meeting was so short that there was no specific impression at all.

I just remember that the boy looked a little thin and looked very ordinary in a gray robe.

In my mind, the blurred light and shadow of the boy and the boy in the inner demon space slowly merged into one and gradually became extremely clear.

Not so outstanding. A young man with strong muscles like Xiong Tiangang, and a silver-haired man with a handsome face so monstrous that his firm and heavy expression seemed unbreakable and unbreakable no matter how hard or tribulation he faced!

That gentle, warm smile... can brighten up the whole world.

In the harsh grassland wind, the witch slightly pursed her lips and her clear eyes glanced at the giant eagle beside her and asked in a low voice: "...?"

Behind him, the bright silver giant eagle stood beside him silently, watching the witch's clear eyes flash with memories. Chu Chen really wanted to tell her identity, but in the end she held back.

Gently spread a divine thought: "The trip to the Hell Book Tower must be full of dangers, take a good rest, and then we will go through a series of hard battles."

Ling Xuan was slightly taken aback, then nodded silently.

A gentle ripple in the girl's heart melted slowly like hot water.

Maybe one day we will.

I can feel that although I don’t know where I am, I am grateful for being with me like this all the time, so I am not so lonely.

Everyone waited for about three or four hours, and finally a figure reappeared on the calm, empty grassland.

There was a handsome young man who appeared to be in his twenties.

Wearing a blood-red robe, he is tall, fair-skinned and handsome, with a smile on his face, and his demeanor is chic and freehand. At first glance, this person looks like a suave playboy in the world.

The blood-clothed young man's footsteps were unhurried and unhurried, as if he was strolling in a garden, but every step he took covered a distance of several feet.

He was still holding a bright red folding fan in his hand, and on the folding fan, blood-red waves burst into the sky, emitting an extremely strong and extremely vast wave.

Obviously, this folding fan is a treasure. It exudes aura and even resembles the ancient banner of the evil bone old man. This ancient secret treasure!

After coming in front of the crowd, the blood-clothed youth chuckled, put away his folding fan, and cupped his hands at the crowd, looking familiar.

"Hehe... It seems that everyone is waiting. There is only one more. Uh, it's really a sin to have two such beautiful and charming fairies."

Everyone was slightly taken aback when they heard the words, silently raised their eyelids to take a look, and then fell into meditation practice.

Dao Lanxuan saluted the blood-clothed youth after seeing this scene: "It takes nine people here to open this Hell Book Tower, and now there is only one person short of you besides you."

"Is there still one missing? It seems that it is enough!" The blood-clothed youth looked calm, "Isn't there only one missing here?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment when they heard the words and looked up again, and saw the blood-clothed youth pointing at everyone one by one: "One, two, three... seven or eight. Eight people and one bird can just activate the Hell Book Tower, isn't it?"

Um?

After hearing this, everyone felt their eyes light up: this really awakened the people in their dreams. Everyone only counted the number of monks, but they almost ignored the existence of the giant silver eagle!

And the evil monk slapped his thigh fiercely: "That's right! Why did we forget this time! That silver eagle is so tyrannical and psychic that it can directly take the place of one person. In this way, the number of people is indeed enough!"

Everyone nodded when they heard the words, the silver eagle against the sky, everyone has seen it before, although it is only a bird, its wisdom and spirituality are no worse than a human being.

So when they thought of this place, everyone's eyes turned to Ling Xuan. Ying everyone looked forward to seeing any expression on Ling Xuan's cold face: "I want to ask what it means."