Heavenly God Mnemonic

As the voice fell, the black sky surging like clouds, like a irritable mood, continued to gather and disperse.

Countless sea races rolled out of the water, all being swallowed by black.

In the darkness, it was like a pair of huge black wings falling from the sky. With a graceful figure, slowly opening his bright eyes, that beautiful face appeared gloomy.

"It seems you know a lot." The figure walked out of the darkness.

"Hehe, even though Black Flame Horn is in the open sea, it is also radiated by Gu Yao's light flame, and can feel some changes." The voice laughed.

"Xuan Tianji, will you help me?" The dark and mysterious eyes looked at the bottom of the sea, a dark coffin, surrounded by numerous iron cables, engraved with simple and strange patterns.

"You too praise me too, Queen of the Night. You don't know the power of Gu Yao. You want to die, so why pull me up?" Xuantianji said calmly.

"If Gu Yao wakes up and doesn't suppress it in time, it won't be good for you? By then, I'm afraid that the entire star field will be over." A trace of anger flashed in Yehou's gloomy eyes.

"Since you know this is a matter for the entire star field, let the entire star field be blocked, what are you worrying about?" Xuan Tianji's voice was sneered and disdainful.

With a gloomy face, Ye Queen said angrily: "As one of the Taoist shadows, don't you have any responsibilities at all?"

"Responsibilities? Oh, after Yehou said something like this, I remembered something." Xuantianji sneered, "It seems that King Yin Wu created Dao Ying to fight against Gu Yao. But how many years ago it was. Now, who else remembers? Isn’t it a joke when you say it?"

"Well, since you said that, then I have nothing to say. I have one more question to ask you. I hope you can answer me truthfully." The eyes of the queen of night penetrated through the layers of darkness, as if to enclose the coffin. Seeing through, he said in one word: "According to legend, under the Yin Wu King, only the Venerable Heaven and Earth survived the 16th Dao Ying. But the 16 people were all earth-shaking people, maybe the other 14 people did not It might be dead, like the profound practitioner back then!"

"Hehe, you have to guess."

Xuan Tianji chuckled and said, "Even after the night, I don’t want to give up on the Black Sea, but want to block Gu Yao alone. I am afraid that my mind is not so simple, right? But don’t worry too much, interesting things are happening. This is really interesting. Maybe the story of Gu Yao can be easily solved, and you may be able to meet the people you want to meet."

"The person I want to see? Who is it?!" Yehou's face changed drastically, revealing a look of horror, and a little anger of being seen through, also clearly written on his face.

"Ha, I don't know that."

Xuan Tianji’s lazy voice came from the coffin, saying: "I have no interest in Gu Yao. If the things I guess did not happen, you don’t have to worry too much. The vicissitudes of life, the vicissitudes of time, how many things have gone out over the past millions of years What a great character? But Gu Yao is not what it used to be. Even if your seal fails, the lord of the Misty Star Palace, he will do something."

"Human Emperor?" Yehou's face condensed slightly.

"Um, the current Lord Renhuang is not easy. But what I hope is another thing, I hope." Xuantianji said calmly.

Ye Queen frowned, feeling a little sullen, and said, "Why is it so vague?"

Xuantianji smiled and said: "Because I don't know either. I'm not the one of the big prophecy. Okay, I'm going to rest. Please do it after night."

Yehou said, "There is one last question, and I will leave after asking."

She stared at the coffin and said: "If you smoothly emerge from the coffin of Good Fortune, can you suppress Gu Yao with your own strength?"

Xuan Tianji said: "If it were the old Yao, it won't work." He paused, then said: "But, no one will wait for me to come out smoothly."

With a shocked expression on Ye Queen's face, she slowly said, "I understand."

Her face was gloomy, and when she brushed her sleeves, the entire black was like her shadow, and when they gathered, she turned and melted into the endless night.

"Calculate the time, that thing should be coming soon. After all, the time is too long to be as accurate as the calculation." Xuan Tianji's voice came from inside the coffin, and there was a faint excitement.

...

Cangmo Island, inside the ferryman's stronghold.

After the battle between Yang Qingxuan and Shi Yuyan, he went back to the stronghold.

During the battle, the Nanming Lihuo Sword absorbed a large amount of fire from the bottom of the earth, which made the white flames evolved again, and a little core red appeared in the white, which seemed a lot more powerful.

On the way back to the stronghold, Yang Qingxuan almost had to break through several times because of the understanding of the battle, and he was forcibly suppressed by himself, otherwise all the arrangements of Mo Ting would be wasted.

He didn't dare to cultivate the realm now, because he was afraid that he could not control it, so he began to major in supernatural powers and tempering martial arts.

"Since it's here, why hide?"

After practicing for a while, Yang Qingxuan's face suddenly sank, staring at a place in the void, and said coldly.

At the same time, he was extremely shocked. This is the ferryman's stronghold. Apart from the members of the organization, who else can sneak in so quietly? Could it be from Darson?

He kept guessing in his heart, but his face was expressionless, staring coldly forward.

"Huh?" In the void, there was a surprised voice, as if muttering to oneself, and as if asking, said: "Your martial arts perceives very strong, can discover my existence, maybe it is an imperial product Wuhun?"

As the sound fell, a black spot appeared in the sky above the secret room, and then it suddenly became bigger and turned into a black-clothed man, wrapped in a robe without his face.

However, Yang Qingxuan's mind was horrified, and he felt a force of murderous aura that penetrated his soul.

His face changed drastically and he wanted to exclaim. The man seemed to see through his mind and sneered: "You'd better not call out loudly, not to mention that you can't hear it outside. If the call makes me unhappy, just cut it. Drop your head."

Yang Qingxuan took a breath, calmed down, and asked, "Who are you?"

The black-robed figure stared at him with a pair of eyes like sharp swords, as if to penetrate Yang Qingxuan's body, and asked in a cold voice, "Is that woman called Ziyuan here with you?"

Yang Qingxuan understood it instantly, his expression changed, and asked, "Tu Ye?"

The black-robed man chuckled and said, "It seems to be right. I guessed my identity right away. The woman must have been rescued by you. Let me search your memory directly, and take a look at your martial arts spirit. , What kind of existence."

Yang Qingxuan only felt that when his eyes shook, a black shadow of a scimitar appeared in the secret room, and he slashed at him. The entire space was undulating under this blade.