Heavenly God Mnemonic

Chen Tianshu was at a loss, but he didn't know how to argue.

Yang Qingxuan continued: "Otherwise, if Gu Lifan is so precious, how could the master easily bestow it on a disciple."

Chen Tianshu said: "Because my talent is the first, what's wrong with giving me?"

Yang Qingxuan sneered and said, "My talent is not worse than you. Why was it given to you instead of me?"

Chen Tianshu said angrily: "You shameless thing!"

Yang Qingxuan snorted, "You are shameless."

Chen Tianshu respectfully clasped his fist at the library building and said, "The elder can take the two of us first, and then we can naturally distinguish the true from the false, lest this kid takes the opportunity to escape."

Yang Qingxuan said in his heart: "Oops, if there is really a demon palace elder inside, and if you do this, you will be miserable."

At this moment, a sneered sneer came from the top floor of the library, "Two silly-Ds, very noisy, it seems that you haven't learned your lesson just now."

Both of them were taken aback.

Yang Qingxuan was ecstatic in his heart, he had already heard Wei Qing's voice, and was about to cover it, but saw the magic light on the top of the library flash, a huge half-moon slash, directly smashed at the two of them.

Chen Tianshu exclaimed in horror: "Nine Ranks Demon Yuangong! Your elder, no!"

The magic light slash, regardless of difference, directly targeted the two of them, and it fell in an instant.

Yang Qingxuan was hairy all over, shouted, and showed all the little power he had just recovered. With a grab with his right hand, Long Quan's iron mace fell in his hand and swiped it out.

When the iron mace flicked in the air, it turned into a black dragon, roaring out with its teeth and claws.

Chen Tianshu unfolded the white banner in his hand, and he was suddenly radiant and covered his whole body.

"Boom!"

The two of them stubbornly carried out a trick, both of them were bleeding, and they were blown out.

"Wow!--"

Yang Qingxuan's face was extremely pale, a large mouthful of blood spewed out, and the meridians all over his body were broken again.

Chen Tianshu convulsed all over, struggling desperately on the ground, restraining the devil qi from gushing out of his body.

The Gu Li banner fell into the distance, and he crawled over desperately, trying to use the banner's power to save his life.

Wei Qing's ridicule came from inside the library, "What a **** genius, please be quiet for this seat. If you make noise, I will send you on the road."

Both of them were bitter in their hearts, and when they looked at each other, they were both depressed and abnormal.

Wei Qing's eyes flashed, looking at the two weapons that fell on the ground, and said: "These two things are good, I want them."

Reached out and grabbed the void.

Chen Tianshu's ancient Liban and Yang Qingxuan's Long Quan iron mace flew into the library.

"My banner..."

Chen Tianshu yelled in horror, angered his heart and spouted blood again.

His face was full of fear. Without Gu Lifan, he was afraid that he could not even suppress his own soldiers, and he would really be dead.

Although Yang Qingxuan was also extremely depressed, he was much better than Chen Tianshu.

I figured out that Wei Qing was in the library. As long as I didn't provoke him, I would be quiet, and I would be fine. The only thing I have to worry about now is that the people in the gilt devil don't know when they will come back.

The two thoughts were completely opposite, one was looking forward to the powerhouse in the palace coming back to save his life, the other was looking forward not to come back so early, otherwise he would die.

Moreover, the two of them had already eaten the top-level natural materials and treasures before healed their injuries. Now there are only a few secondary ones, but they don't care about this much, and they desperately delivered them to their mouths.

A few hours later, Yang Qingxuan's injury was basically suppressed.

However, Chen Tianshu was getting worse and worse, and the power to suppress those demon gradually failed, and the whole person entered the military solution, his face was full of despair.

At this moment, the magic cloud rolled over the sky, a huge eddy current emerged, and the unimaginable terrible magical energy poured down.

Yang Qingxuan's face changed drastically, and just this coercion stunned him, the internal injury being repaired in his body was torn again, and his face became bloodless.

Dust was flying in all directions, and countless demonic energy rolled.

Desperate Chen Tianshu showed some light on his face, full of desire to survive, struggling desperately, as long as Dongguo came back, he would be saved.

Yang Qingxuan looked at it with golden eyes, and a strong golden light suddenly burst out of the tumbling demonic energy, and his eyes hurt.

He blinked his eyes involuntarily, and saw that the golden light had already arrived in front of him, turning into a figure.

"No Phase Demon Xun!"

Yang Qingxuan's face changed drastically, and he couldn't heal his wounds, so he hurriedly got up and fled away suddenly.

At this moment, the whole body exudes holy radiance, without a trace of devil energy, what should be revealed is the law of the unphased king.

After Chen Tianshu saw this person clearly, his whole body trembled even more, the only hope was broken, and even more despair to the end.

Wuxiang Moxun glanced at the two, especially looking at Yang Qingxuan, his pupils shrunk slightly, and hummed: "What a coincidence, my Indra should be returned to me, too."

Reach out and grab it.

As soon as Yang Qingxuan escaped dozens of miles, he was directly dragged back and fell in front of Wuxiang Moxun.

Yang Qingxuan hurriedly said, "Na Indra has always wanted to return it to the adult, but the adult has a lot of ways to do it, and he has not dared to return."

Yang Qingxuan saw that Wuxiang Mo Xun's face was calm, and his whole body was shrouded in sacred radiance. This feeling was not unfamiliar to him. It was the power of Wuxiang Tathagata's Original Wish Sutra, and his heart could be saved by Indra.

Immediately gave a clever explanation, took out Indra, and handed it up.

Although he was reluctant in his heart, no matter how strong the magic weapon was compared to his life, it was nothing.

"You can talk."

Wuxiang Mo Xun stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and Indra fell into his hand, with five fingers and one grip, the nine rings "cang clang", making a cheerful sound, feeling the power and artifacts above, his face was full of joy and Memorial.

Yang Qingxuan asked cautiously, "Is it OK to go down here?"

Wuxiang Mo Xun smiled slightly and said, "Yes, but can you go?"

Yang Qingxuan's face changed drastically, and he raised his head abruptly, and found that the magic cloud over the planet was rolling, and countless large and small vortexes rushed down.

In each vortex, there is a powerful figure, coming through time and space.

It is the golden magic palace and the warriors under its jurisdiction, and at least the cultivation base of the Lord of the Thousand Realms, with hundreds of people rushing towards the magic palace.

Yang Qingxuan made a decisive decision, and his figure shook before falling in front of Chen Tianshu, taking out the war halberd sky ruins, and pointing directly at Chen Tianshu.

"stop!"

An angry roar came.

Yang Qingxuan only felt the demonic energy rushing towards his face, the powerful impact almost didn't shook him out.

Yang Qingxuan fiercely spun the halberd, bursting out a huge brilliance, and shouted: "If you don't want him to die, stop!"

The rushing breath stopped, and ten meters ahead, an old man with long brown hair appeared, with a thin face and an angry face, staring at Yang Qingxuan and Chen Tianshu with disbelief in his eyes.