Emitting a faint blue light, the arc was constantly beating, and in the bronze palace with thick pillars standing everywhere, a single warehouse wearing thunder armor sat on a wide throne, his eyes narrowed slightly, staring at a reckless copper tripod in front of him, his expression was indescribably complicated. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The copper tripod has two ears and three legs, and it is simple and atmospheric. Insects, fish, birds and beasts, the sun, moon and stars, mountains and rivers are all over it. From therein, there was a faint terrible roar, which kept coming out. An arm-thick blue arc of lightning continued to emerge from the lightning rod at the top of the palace and led to the copper tripod. Thick arcs of electricity crackled and beat and hissed throughout the palace. Bursts of blue light appeared, exuding a menacing chill.

"Forty-eight days have passed, and in more than half a day, this 'Cloud Thunder Soul Casting Secret Technique' will be completed. Senior brother, junior brother, there is only so much I can do. Whether it's a dragon or a worm depends on whether you can survive this most critical thunderbolt soul melting. ”

A thunderbolt flashed in Shan Cang's eyes, faintly, piercing the copper tripod.

I saw the thunder and lightning in the ding condensed and liquefied, and a dry body was deeply soaked in it.

The thunder and lightning raged, turning into electric snakes, which continued to pour into the man's body, bringing a series of terrible screams.

Nangong Pojun's eyes exuded a scarlet fierce glow, his hands were clutched in a blue dharma, his face was hideous, and his eyes were full of hatred.

The lights were dim, and in the dim underground hall, the two figures collided violently again, and they fell to the ground one after another.

The dazzling golden light slowly dissipated, and after a long time, the sweaty and dismantled two people were revealed.

Looking at the appearance, it is the defeat and the sinking.

"Hahaha, you two guys, you're here again, you're really desperate. ”

While the two of them were panting heavily, faint footsteps came, the temperature in the hall rose rapidly, and a young man with fiery red hair and a strange face came laughing.

"Ahem, Huo Yangzi, looking at you like this, isn't it already ready?" asked with a pale face.

"Not bad. After a certain verbal battle with the fire, he finally persuaded those old guys. I promised to lend me the stove, and with the help of this stove, the thing that I was still worried about could finally be plotted. Huo Yangzi said in a very good mood.

"You're in luck. How can it be like the two of us, we don't know what to do until now? Hey, this time the secret realm of the heavenly capital, I'm afraid it's going to be in vain. ”

Defeated shook his head, sat down against the wall, and slowed down for a long time, and then there was a little blood on his face.

"Hey, isn't that the task of the two of you too difficult? I really don't know what those old guys in your family think, they actually hit the idea on the Northern Immortal Yuan Crystal Vein in the Shen Cold Valley, and it is naturally difficult for you to gain anything. Huo Yangzi shook his head and said.

"It's a matter of luck, anyway, you don't have to listen to the old guy's words. You can't do anything, and forcing it is just a waste of time. Okay, let's go drink while we still have some time. The province was accidentally planted, but it was a big loss. ”

Bitter shook his head and sighed.

As soon as the words fell, he and Zhan Shen, who was silent on the side, got up one after another, and the three of them went away side by side, returning the hall to a quiet and dead silence.

Pavilions and pavilions, the murmuring of spring water, one white and one pink two figures, leisurely walking, enjoying the flowers and chatting lightly, the end is relaxed.

"This time when you enter the secret realm of Tiandu, in addition to being sure to retrieve the eight-story mirror lost by your ancestors, the most important thing is your own safety. These two things are on equal standing. The scale of it still needs to be grasped by yourself. The jade finger twisted the flower, and the beautiful woman in white said.

"Ruoshui remembers the teacher's advice, thank you for the master's favor. ”

The woman in pink nodded, looking at her appearance, it was Qiu Ruoshui.

"Hey, as a teacher, you are such an apprentice, if you don't pamper you, who will you love?" The beautiful woman in white touched Qiu Ruoshui's head lovingly, "This time the secret realm of the heavenly capital is opened, and the opportunity is a godsend." If it weren't for the octasecting mirror that would be related to your future cultivation, the teacher wouldn't want you to wade into this troubled water. We nuns are already scarce. I don't want you to follow in the footsteps of the girl. ”

Hearing this, a thick gloom flashed in Qiu Ruoshui's eyes, "Master rest assured, Ruoshui will definitely protect himself well." ”

"Silly boy, don't you know what kind of character you have as a teacher? Although there is no room for what the teacher says, your life is the most important thing. You don't have to be sad anymore. Life and death are fate, that's her unlucky, it's really no wonder you. ”

"I know. But I, but I'm really heartbroken, heartbroken. Ying Mei, Ying Mei She grew up with me since she was a child, cultivated together, and did tasks together. She is my own sister, but now that she has fallen and died, I can't even take revenge, I'm not reconciled!"

"Master, does cultivation have to be cold-blooded and ruthless, and even these emotions can't be held?" Qiu Ruoshui cried.

"Hey, life and death are fateful, the avenue is ruthless..."

The beautiful woman in white was speechless, looked up to the sky and sighed, so she had to hug Qiu Ruoshui into her arms and gently warm it.

The gray fog was filled, the thunder flashed, and the muffled sound continued in the secret room, Lei Ming sat cross-legged, his face flushed, and sweat gushed like a spring. At the center of the eyebrows, a diamond-shaped gray crystal flickered. Countless filaments stretched out from the surroundings, piercing deep into Thunder's face.

There are so many filaments that they are innumerable, and the strange ones are as if they were alive, constantly trembling. Every time he trembled, Lei Ming's body trembled. The grinding sound of 'click' kept coming, and Lei Ming gritted his teeth, almost dying on the spot.

From time to time, in addition to the intermittent laughter, only the three-colored feather fan in his hand swayed gently, shaking the surrounding gray fog, tumbling and surging.

On the second floor of the restaurant, which was full, Qiu Baitong carried a long sword, held a wine glass, and drank non-stop. Blind to the table of delicacies in front of you. Every time there was a pause, he kept muttering to himself, "The secret realm of the heavenly capital is finally about to open, I must..."

And in the corner not far from Qiu Baitong, Wu Zhuo shrank there drunk, grabbing the wine gourd with both hands, and poured it wildly.

In the warm quilt of the incense bed, Liancheng Huozheng was prostrate on a beautiful woman, up and down his hands, loosening, and his face was full of madness.

In the guest room, Nanhua was grabbing a roasted golden beast leg, shaking off his cheeks, and feasting on a large piece. On the side, the cloud fairy had a solemn face, facing Nanhua, constantly admonishing. But unfortunately, it was drowned out by the sound of chewing, so I had to shake my head helplessly.

"Don't miss the opportunity, you won't miss it. Zhou Nan, Zhou Nan, don't blame me for being ruthless. The secret realm of Tiandu will be your burial place. The two-pole vajra cover is related to the success or failure of my great Buddha sect, and we must not let it go when the world is in turmoil. ”

The rat sat in front of a basin of water, his fingers running across the water, rippling in circles, but he couldn't erase the hideousness in the shadow.

In some dimly lit secret rooms, Yin Tianqi sat aside with a gloomy face and didn't say a word. At this moment, he was full of murderous aura and hidden blood red. On the cheek, a striking scar, from the right forehead to the left corner of the lip, spans the entire face, adding three points of ferocity.

"Wang Duan, for seven and a half years, the secret realm of the heavenly capital is finally about to open. You are the only hope of our War King Sect, and the things that the sect asks for are all up to you. The old man in sackcloth was on skeletal crutches, facing the wall, and his expression was full of solemnity.

"Elder Kuang rest assured, Wang Duanding will do his best to magnify my sect. ”

Wang Duan opened his closed eyes, sat cross-legged on the futon and did not get up, and the throwing sound was sonorous and powerful.

The water rippled around him, and the blue mangs burst into bursts, ignoring Yin Tianqi's envious and jealous gaze.

The ghost cried wolf, and in the flickering secret room, the jade real person was sealed in a huge crystal. The whole person's eyes were closed and he was trembling. The flesh and blood all over the body were transparent and flawless, revealing blood-red and dazzling bones. Countless tiny runes, beating on the bones.

"Zombie, blood and bone puppet, finally sacrificed!"

With a scream, the huge crystal suddenly exploded.

The dust was shrouded, the shock waves were rippling, and the sound of heavy footsteps came, and Yu Zhenren walked out of the secret room slowly naked.

Ended the issue of the ancient contract against the soul demon blood, in the center of the Eight Palaces Holy City, on top of the ten thick jade pillars, the beacon smoke rose again...

There was no word for a day, a night of speechlessness, unable to distinguish the rising and setting of the sun, and in the Eight Palaces Holy City without any season, Zhou Nan, who was tired, finally stretched his waist and stood up. His hands crossed for a moment, and the sound of gabbling continued, and a sneer blurted out.

"The time has finally come. ”

Touching the bulging storage bag around his waist, Zhou Nan's figure flashed, and he left the room like an afterimage.

At the same time, in the Eight Palaces Holy City, all the candidates who were qualified to enter the secret realm of the Heavenly Capital all galloped towards the direction of the Thunder Divine Temple of the Thunder Sacred City.

Although there were not many people who acted, for a while, the atmosphere of the entire holy city changed.

In the blink of an eye, a solemn but solemn but murderous strange aura lingered in everyone's hearts and lingered for a long time.

At the same time, there is a strong excitement, and I am not willing to be lonely in my heart, which is a symbol of pride and glory.

Zhou Nan arrived not early, but it was not too late. When I went, there were already many people in the small square in front of the Thunder Temple.

The vision crossed over everyone, looking at the familiar faces, the corners of Zhou Nan's mouth curled slightly, and he couldn't help but smile. Nodding towards Nanhua, who was good friends with him, the snake queen and a few others nodded and signaled, and Zhou Nan stood aside and didn't say anything.

Time passed quickly, about half a cup of tea, and after a small group of people came scattered, the candidates who were qualified to enter the secret realm of Tiandu this time had already gathered. Looking at the people in the audience, Zhou Nan couldn't help but sigh that among them, outsiders were only less than thirty percent.

There is a clear boundary between outsiders and the monks of the Northern Drifting Snow Palace.

Two groups of people, one on the left and one on the right, looked very vigilant.

Ji Weiji, who had a solemn face and put on a silver mask again, was as magnificent as a mountain. Bei Cangrin stood on his side, his eyes full of tenderness. Nangong Pojun, whose face was stiff and expressionless, and his eyes were dead. The morbid defeat, the complex battle sinking, the scorching fire Yangzi, the elegant and comfortable Qiu Ruoshui, the smiling law rat, the steady Nanhua, the gloomy Yuzhenren, the drunken afternoon, the thunder like going deep into the ancient pool, the serious snake queen...

All familiar faces, who have experienced the sharpness of seven years of ruthless warfare, have almost slaughtered the vicissitudes of life.

But what Zhou Nan cared about the most was standing on the side of outsiders, a strange monk shrouded in black robes.

This person's body exudes a faint demonic aura. It's shallow, but it's outrageously pure.

In addition, there is also a surging and vast blood spiritual power, which is constantly circling on its body.

Being able to cultivate demon skills and blood skills to such a realm is really the first time Zhou Nan has seen it in his life, and he can't help but feel a little more vigilant and curious.

In terms of the North Drifting Snow Palace, this time the young talents are the main force.

Of course, there are a few elderly people, mixed in.

Although each is not obvious, its strength should not be underestimated.

It can be said that innocence occupies countless advantages.

In addition, other cities in Iceland have also allocated five or six places. The representatives sent are all strong masters.