The Hardest Opening System in History

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read2();　　 If a child’s frolics suddenly sounded in a person’s mind, he might be panicked, perhaps shocked, but Zhao Yu above the Qiuqiu Tianxin Stone was very stable. Because he had been accustomed to the sudden sound of systemic synthesis in his mind, but this time it was different, because the romp of the young boy was full of strong emotions, not as cold and ruthless as the system.

　　 Zhao Yu's hands supporting the old lady did not tremble at all, but only gently responded in his mind:

　　 "What is so funny?"

　　 The laughter in his head stopped abruptly, as if he had encountered something incredible, suddenly increased the volume, and said eagerly:

　　 "Can you hear me? Wow, you can finally hear me."

　　 "Who are you?" Zhao Yu frowned slightly and asked in his mind.

"I'll tell you who I am later. At this moment, I have encountered something particularly ridiculous. There is an old immortal soul race constantly spinning around me, turning and yelling to destroy me, and he said Very serious, even I can't help but believe it, but the soul race is like this, always arrogant and arrogant, the soul of their first ancestor Soul Saint is still integrated into my paintings."

　　 may be a childish child with a lively nature and a little chatter, so before Zhao Yu could reply, the voice immediately followed:

"I'm telling you that the old man Li Chunfeng is also very miserable. He was betrayed by his old partner for more than 40 years. He must be so grief and indignation. But that guy was hiding so well that I didn't even notice it. I have a bet with someone, and I want to avenge him now. After all, I'm an old acquaintance."

　　 "What gambling appointment?"

　　 Zhao Yu's voice was filled with strong doubts.

　　 "Ah, is there any? I don't know what gambling appointment."

　　 The child's chattering voice suddenly choked, and replied slightly flustered.

Zhao Yu no longer spoke in his mind. The young boy who knew what he had accidentally said wrong also fell into silence. For a while, he became a little quieter. Zhao Yu raised his head to look at the sky and the eighth heaven is still pouring out. The sea of ​​one yuan heavy water, at this time, there were huge fluctuations under the dark sea surface, stirring up huge waves.

Suddenly, a huge vortex was formed in the sea water, like a dark black storm in the sky, touching the ground and sweeping across the sky, groups of pale flames exploded in the storm, the regent The battle between Empress Wu and the Eighth Heaven has entered the final juncture. The battle between the two is in another Heaven, and no sound is heard, but it is shocking.

　　 Zhao Yu raised his head, squinted his eyes, and a tender voice echoed in his mind, a little hesitant and pitiful.

"It's hard to talk to you, don't ignore me, oh, I made a bet with someone, whether I can hold back my loneliness for an hour, but it's really hard to be alone, just talk to me , Relieve the boredom, this hour will soon pass."

　　 Seeing that Zhao Yu didn't answer, his immature voice became a little anxious, and he blurted out again:

"You are not cute at all now. You have been very uncut since you were born. Your whole face is wrinkled and looks like a little old man. Now you are the boss's face. Your Zhao family are all carved out of the same mold. Pretending to be old-fashioned, don't forget that I was the saint who helped you with three breaths in the past few months. Just don't thank me and ignore me."

　　 "So you are a map of mountains and seas."

　　Although he was speaking in his own mind, Zhao Yu felt that his throat was a little dry, and the words in his mind were hoarse.

　　 "I also have a name, my name is Taiping."

　　 "Then Taiping, how did you come to my mind?"

　　 "I've always been there, but you couldn't hear me before."

After Shanhaitu’s tender voice said, Zhao Yu was startled slightly, then suddenly he thought of something, his ebony pupils shrank inward, and even the hand holding the old lady could not help trembling. The old lady next to her turned her head and looked at her pale grandson, with concern in her eyes. Zhao Yu shook her head to signal that she was OK.

　　 The old lady turned her head and stared at the sky again. Her eyes were as deep as the sea, but there was no look in her eyes, but Zhao Yu's heart was stormy, the waves rolled, and even a layer of fine goose bumps formed on her back.

　　Who in the vast land of China is qualified and able to bet against the Human Race’s first artifact, Shanhai Tu?

　　 Even the regent Queen Wu could not do it, so the answer is ready to come.

The son of Zhao Yu died in battle, her husband was missing, his grandson was wandering outside, and he had not participated in government affairs for ten years. He has been in the Lingbo Hall with an immortal lamp day and night, and set a shocking situation, including Da Xia, All the top forces including the empire and the sect are all circled into it.

As the old lady said, she has to do one thing before she dies, and that is to remove all the disturbing factors that hinder Zhao Yu from reaching the top. She knows that she does not have much time, so those who are on the bright side and hidden in the dark , All were wiped out by thunder means.

　　 "I won't tell you anymore, that old immortal soul race is about to do something to me, I will see what he can do."

The immature sound of Taiping sounded, and Zhao Yu's mind returned to calm. At the same time, on the ninth floor of Sitian Tower, the master of Shenji Pavilion Yu Pavilion, who revolved around the mountain and sea map, stopped and slowly approached the sky The floating picture scroll of mountains and seas moved slowly and appeared extremely cautious. Gradually a golden light emerged from the purple forehead, probing forward, but to his surprise, there was no restriction to stop him.

Under the black shadow, the picture scroll belonging to the first artifact of the human race is close to him. As long as he stretches out his hand, he can reach it. There is a trace of greed in his eyes, and the infinite possessiveness emerges in his heart. What is in front of him is everyone's. If he could own the hanging artifact, then in time, the Shenji Pavilion could rule the world and become another Great Xia Dynasty, so he began to hesitate in his eyes, and gradually stretched out his right hand surrounded by black mist, and paused in the air. Some struggle.

　　 "Pavilion Lord!"

Dan Yuanzi behind Li Chunfeng let out a scream, resounding throughout the entire ninth floor. The master of Shenji Pavilion Yu Pavilion who was struggling beside the mountain and sea map was awakened instantly, retracted his half-stretched right hand, and slowly moved to his own. With a fierce dig at the center of the eyebrows, an instant strong golden light radiated out from the hand, shining the entire space like a blazing sun, and then the palms opened, and the golden light appeared, which was an almost transparent eyeball. Inside, the golden mist keeps rolling, like clusters of nebulae.

"This is the spiritual eye that has been passed down from my soul family for countless years. It has the spiritual power accumulated by the soul family of the past generations. As long as it is crushed and placed on the map of mountains and seas, endless spiritual thoughts will invade. Even if this masterless map of mountains and seas cannot be destroyed, it can be like a painting that is suddenly splashed with ink, greatly polluting the entire map of mountains and seas."

After speaking, the master Yuge tried his right hand, and the golden eyeballs shattered directly, and then the golden light became even worse, turning into a cloud of golden mist, slowly drifting towards the mountains and seas below, and under the golden light, Li Chunfeng's that remained stiff. The motionless body blinked his eyelids lightly.