Heavenly God Mnemonic

According to legend, there are some magical powers, with their own space, once they are displayed, they can change the world and the stars.

In this pure black space, there was no light, only the Yin Jue in Yang Qingxuan's hand was constantly lit up, but only not far away, it was lost in the darkness.

"Om!"

Suddenly the whole space trembled, and a mysterious aura waved out of the boundless darkness, and then I saw the space ahead, a little aurora flashed suddenly, emitting a scorching white light.

The white light flashed away, leaving only a simple scroll.

A huge ancient scroll unfolded with the scroll and slowly formed, with countless runes shining in it, golden light dazzling, and obscure.

Brother Yuan shouted out: "The contract! The Holy Spirit contract of the ancient times! You are..."

Her words flickered, and a cyan dragon shadow flew out of the ancient scroll. On the surface of the scroll, it swam up and down like a sea of ​​clouds, and the huge dragon body exuded the aura of ancient times. She froze, and Yang Qingxuan's identity was about to emerge.

The runes on the ancient scroll flickered and gradually turned into colorful glare, projecting out, like stars reflected in the dark, in a certain regular arrangement, showing thousands of forms.

The ancient scorpion trembled more severely in front of him, with a low growl, as if all his strength had been exhausted, a flash of red light flew out of his body and shot into the scroll.

"Yang Qingxuan" then heaved a sigh of relief, waved his hand, and the ancient scroll dispersed in the air, and the entire space became pure black void again, silent.

Gu Xie's trembling body calmed down, and the violent aura disappeared invisible. On the ridge-like back, a huge word appeared: tail.

The word "tail" flashed on Gu Xie's body.

After Hua Jieyu finished all this, he immediately withdrew from Yang Qingxuan's body.

Yang Qingxuan's body trembled, his eyes regained, and he looked at the ancient scorpion, and muttered: "Owatsu?" He waved his hand and put the ancient scorpion into the star ring.

The entire supernatural power space has since dispersed, the world reappears, familiar scenes appear one by one, and the surrounding air suddenly becomes manic. The Thousands of Desolate Beasts suddenly lost the Crimson Ancient Scorpion, and went crazy for a moment of silence.

Yang Qingxuan's face changed and said, "Let's go!"

He stretched out his hand to Brother Rayuan and wanted to return to the altar. The light of transmission was gradually weakening, fearing that it would disperse soon.

But the moment he turned around, Yang Qingxuan's whole body was shocked and completely sluggish. On the center of Brother Yuan's eyebrows, the word "heart" was clearly printed, and on the white skin, it looked very eye-catching and bright red.

Just like the word "tail" on that ancient scorpion, it flashed away.

Yang Qingxuan said in shock: "Brother Yuan, you..."

Brother Yuan was also a little confused and uneasy on his face, his eyes were blank, and he said in a daze, "I...what happened to me..."

"Guru."

Yang Qingxuan swallowed and said, "Brother Jieyu, what's going on?"

Hua Jieyu is also very weak, sitting in the star ring, weakly said: "I don't know why, the ancient contract was signed directly with this little girl, she is now your dream."

Yang Qingxuan was full of black lines, a little unaware, but it was no longer the time to speak, the wild beasts had lost the crimson ancient scorpion, and they were all very irritable, and they screamed and rushed over, trying to break his body into pieces.

"go!"

Yang Qingxuan made a decisive decision, holding Brother Yuan's hand with one hand, and under the grip of the other hand, Nanming Lihuo Sword appeared. The hot sword aura burst out and cut a passage directly forward.

But the wild beasts on both sides poured in continuously, and he had to rush to the altar with all his life, turning into a stream of light, and shooting into the circular enchantment.

The moment the two fell on the altar, their bodies became transparent and disappeared from the altar.

And the circular teleportation barrier, after the two left, finally exhausted its strength, turned into a little bit of fluorescence, and spread out in the air.

The luster on the altar also gradually dimmed, and the brand-new appearance continued to fade, and after a few breaths, it returned to its old appearance, and all the runes were blurred.

The wild beasts that had lost their target and backbone, all roared violently in the air, spurred off sand and rocks, and storms of wild air were everywhere.

But after a while, the beasts that were summoned gradually calmed down and began to disperse separately.

...

Yang Qingxuan and Brother Yuan only felt that the space was constantly rotating, and the transmission power on the altar was extremely strong, as if they were forcibly pulled in. After a few breaths, they reached the end point, and they fell to the ground. .

The ground was no longer rough gravel, but soft soil, Yang Qingxuan hurriedly stood up, and then raised Brother Yuan.

Brother Yuan was still a little dazed at the moment. He looked at Yang Qingxuan and said in a daze, "In that supernatural power space just now, did you sign a contract with me?"

Yang Qingxuan only felt that his head was big, and he didn't know how to answer. After a few moments, he said, "I don't know how to use that thing. The first time I use it, I will get you in somehow. But don't worry. After I increase my strength, I will call out the scroll again to cancel your contract. I will never rely on that contract to command or harm you."

Brother Yuan sounded like a mosquito, and gave a light "um", somewhat absent-minded. Only then did Yang Qingxuan realize that her green silks are now scattered, and her daughter's posture is full, which is a bit embarrassing.

He began to look around and found that it was a darker place, the sky was gray without the sun, and there were rugged low rocks and mounds everywhere.

Although there are no trees, there is no light in the whole environment, so only some low moss grows in every corner.

Yang Qingxuan said in surprise: "This is like an underground space, is there really a treasure of the deserted tribe?" He has a strong ability to observe and adapt to various environments.

Only then did Brother Yuan gradually come back to his senses, and then looked around, remembering the legend, and he was pleasantly surprised: "Maybe it is true. But, where did Xiao Da and the others teleport?"

Yang Qingxuan thought for a while, and said: "This underground space is very huge, maybe it's been teleported down randomly. Let's look around first to see if there is anything dangerous, and then go find the treasure and the way out."

At the moment, the two searched around. There are no obvious roads in the entire space, steep slopes and strange rocks everywhere, there is neither waste air nor spiritual energy in the air, as if completely isolated from the outside world.

After searching for a while, they found no danger except for some weird bugs, and they gradually relaxed their vigilance.

Brother Yuan suddenly said, "Yang Qingxuan, let's use your spiritual eyes and supernatural powers, otherwise the underground is so vast that it will be difficult to find anything."

Yang Qingxuan patted his head, and said depressed: "Oh, look at me, why forgot. With your life and death, that spiritual power is very useful."

Brother Yuan gathered the hair hanging from his ears and smiled, like a spring breeze.

After Yang Qingxuan saw her daughter's identity, she didn't deliberately pretend to be boyish like that. At this moment, her smile showed the girl's gentleness.

Yang Qingxuan's heart moved when he saw it, and suddenly asked: "By the way, Brother Yuan, Brother Yuan, what is your name?"