Heavenly God Mnemonic

Yang Qingxuan was taken aback, and said in a daze: "I don't know, maybe... it's just maybe... King Wu and Vera?"

He intuitively felt that these two people had a great connection with him and Ziyuan, but he did not dare to think about it.

"So it was them, I think so." Zi Yuan replied gently.

Yang Qingxuan trembled inexplicably, and they felt something at the same time--

Above the sea of ​​clouds, a puff of autumn water pushed away like a mirror, reflecting the sky and the earth. Where the water is dim, there is a dancing platform, which is full of light. Through the screen on the stage, two graceful figures are faintly visible, sitting opposite each other, raising their eyebrows.

The woman's voice came from behind the screen, melodious and gentle, "If you ask about the river tide and the sea, what day is the love of the king and the concubine?" The man whispered: "Hatred is not as good as the tide has faith, and love begins to feel that the sea is not deep."

Yang Qingxuan and Ziyuan shook at the same time, and immediately recovered from the scene, but their hearts were surging and it was difficult to calm down.

Yang Qingxuan said: "Will it absorb the power of Gu Yao too much, so it keeps having hallucinations?"

Zi Yuan was startled and said: "Perhaps... But I have absorbed a lot of Gu Yao's power before, but I have never had these illusions..."

Without waiting for the two of them to think about it, as the two prohibitions of the trial ground were broken, the entire hall trembles, and the countless broken limbs, like stir-fried ingredients, continue to beat and roll on the ground.

Wu Ying's face was pale, and among the warriors who survived at this moment, she was the only woman. With such a weird and disgusting sight in front of her, she couldn't help but want to vomit.

With a flick of Yang Qingxuan's fingers, a little spark shot out from between his fingers and fell on the ground, spreading with a "bang", burning all the corpses that were beheaded by the black knife to ashes.

These are all martial artists who are tirelessly advancing on the road of martial arts. Although they have fallen, the rabbits are sad and the only thing they can do is to preserve their dignity after death as much as possible.

Lei Zhan turned his head, looked at Yang Qingxuan a few times, nodded lightly, then raised his hand to pinch the tactics in the air.

In the center of the trembling hall, a large number of elven characters appeared, wandering in the air. With the change of Lei Zhan's hand print, these words converged and turned into a white ball of light, which increased several times, reaching the dome and pasting the ground.

There are countless colors floating in the light sphere, like independent worlds, mountains and rivers. Yang Qingxuan opened his eyes wide and looked at it, but there seemed to be a breeze blowing in it, stirring the colors and becoming blurred.

Zhuang Quan said in surprise: "Xume mustard seed, the formation world! It is another formation world!"

Lei Zhan smiled slightly and said, "This is not the formation world, but the real world structure. You can say that he is Sumeru mustard. This world is the channel connecting the White Tiger Palace and Yinwu Palace."

Zhuang Quan swallowed and said, "Where is him?"

Lei Zhan said: "He is in this world, waiting for you all."

Zhuang Quan said: "If this is the case, what are you waiting for?" He said, he walked towards the ball of light, and disappeared into it at once.

The rest of the people were startled, wondering if they should go in.

Ye Wucha hesitated for a moment, and his figure flickered before following in.

Lei Zhan looked back at the crowd and chuckled: "If you want to come, come, and if you don't want to come, go back."

"Ancestor!" Lei Jun yelled anxiously and said, "Can I go in?"

Lei Zhan thought about it, and said: "If Yin Wudian is really opened, I can't estimate what will happen. I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of you at that time. If you have this enlightenment, so be it."

Without thinking about it, Lei Jun said, "I'll go."

Lei Zhan showed a relieved look and praised: "Okay, follow me."

The grandfather and grandson, one after the other, also walked into the ball of light and disappeared.

Yang Qingxuan and others were left undecided.

"Brother Qingxuan, do you think you should go in?" Lu Buran asked, wanting to hear his opinion.

Yang Qingxuan sighed and said, "How many people want to enter the Yin Wu Temple in their entire lives. It is impossible to get it. Now such a big opportunity is before our eyes. What reason is there to refuse? If such a chance is given up, the future How high can the achievement be?"

The people in the dream were shocked, and the warriors who survived all nodded one after another.

Mo Nansheng said: "Everyone, now the ban on the trial land has been broken, and we can't stay here anymore. It's better to break into this Yin Wu Hall and see what's inside. If you can survive, you get a star or a half. If it's good, leave the Black Sea and go to other places to start a career."

Lu Buran and Liu Yihuai both nodded in agreement.

At the moment, under the leadership of Yang Qingxuan, a group of people walked into the ball of light one after another, and the hall became empty.

Suddenly, the ball of light trembled, and its size instantly doubled!

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the entire hall was directly broken by the ball of light, bursting into pieces, and countless broken stones shot in all directions.

Not only the main hall was blown apart, but the entire desert yellow sand was also propped up with cracks and stretched far away.

After the ball of light broke free from the shackles of the main hall, it grew a little bit bigger as if it were alive, continuously tearing the North Desert apart.

...

Inside the Yunxiu Palace, above the sea of ​​clouds.

Standing alone in the middle of the night, leaning against the fence, quietly watching the sea of ​​clouds roll and change, a little colored light gathers and disengages in the clouds, just like the world is impermanent and changeless.

Midnight was stunned, muttering to himself: "Hatred is not as good as the tide of faith, and lovesickness begins to realize that the sea is not deep."

Suddenly, a divine brilliance came from the clouds, flew down in front of the fence, and turned into the figure of a man, his complexion dignified, and his body was full of scorching heat.

"Riyu, what's the matter? Is Gu Yao rioting again?" Yehou sighed secretly, cleared up his mood, and looked at the man.

"Yeah. And the power is stronger every time. I'm afraid the time for him to break the seal is already close at hand."

With a look of fear on his face, Ri Yu glanced at the night, snorted slightly, and said, "What are you thinking about again?"

Midnight said: "It's nothing."

"Hmph, don't think I don't know, I'm still thinking about King Yin Wu? I should say you forgot your identity, or do you remember your identity too much?" Ri Yu looked a little cold and stared at her.

Midnight's eyes shrank slightly, and he condensed a little, "So what? I never hide this matter."

Riyu sneered and said, "It seems that the separation was not thorough."

Midnight was a little sullen, and said coldly: "Although I separated Ziyuan from my body, the memory of Vera's seal left too much in my mind. With my cultivation base, I want to reject these memories. impossible."

The Japanese Yu said: "In my opinion, you not only have some memories of Vera, but you also inherit Vera's emotions?"

//The next chapter is around 1 o'clock.

(End of this chapter)