The three fragments of the Dongyang seal were thrown into the misty blue light at the same time in no particular order, and the gate immediately solidified, no longer like a cloud, like amber, like sapphire, revealing a strange beauty.
Just as everyone was stunned, the door of the inner palace gradually opened, heavy and slow, as if dragging the accumulation of years, penetrating through the thick vicissitudes.
At this moment, including Jiang Hengchuan, Wang Buchi, and Ruan Yaoguang, no one did anything, and they all stared into the gate. Would the cause of the Maoling incident be worthy of the value of this big fight?
It was gloomy and dark, and the first thing that caught Meng Qi's eyes was a twisted crack. It looked like a dead centipede, trying hard to expand the wound in the void.
Through the crack, Meng Qi saw the diffuse black air, and the outline of mountains and rivers, the sun, the moon and the stars were vaguely shown inside.
At the same time, an unimaginably strong and evil aura rippling out, even Ruan Yaoguang, a first-class master, couldn't help but tremble all over.
"Jiuyou" Wang Siyuan's low self-talk spread far in a quiet environment.
Jiuyou? Meng Qi woke up startled.
Just at this moment, a huge hand emerged from the black air and grabbed the crack!
This palm was pure black, without any light, as if it could swallow even the eyes. As soon as it appeared, it caused vibrations in the void, and ripples spread, dispelling the black air and expanding cracks.
The surrounding black air was empty, and Meng Qi and others saw a long river running across the void. It was turbid and blood-yellow, flowing quietly, without knowing where it came from or where it was going.
A round of black sun rapidly approached the crack, pressing the void to collapse, as if the end was approaching.
Since the appearance of the pitch-black palm, Meng Qi and the others have been unable to move. Their bodies and souls have been shocked by the horrific coercion, and the void has become a cage, gradually tightening.
What a terrible demon this is!
The dark day was getting closer and closer, and Meng Qi felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier. His bones, muscles, and internal organs were creaking under pressure, and it seemed that he would turn into a puddle of meat at any moment.
Dongyang Beppu was completely plunged into darkness. It wasn't that there was no light source, but that all the light was thrown into the gap and rushed towards the black sun.
Wow, the Jinshui, which was getting higher and higher, suddenly surged and turned into a wave of more than ten feet high.
The mountains, rivers and mountains around Maoling, as well as the rising sun, are all covered with a layer of colorful light, as beautiful as a dream.
Beside the dragon locust tree, the old man who carved the wooden statue had already put down the carving knife and wooden blocks, and looked intently at the direction of Jinshui, as if seeing the wonders of the world through layers of barriers.
There are nostalgia, memories, and sweetness in his eyes, but in the end they all turned into a sigh:
"well."
Then, he picked up the ordinary black sheathed long sword beside him.
In Dongyang Biefu, Meng Qi felt the black sun approaching, and even his thinking became slow, even weaker than the last time he met the Arhat Zombie in Lingshan.
"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, the Nine Nethers hide themselves, why reappear?"
A familiar voice came to Meng Qi's ears, layers of void opened before his eyes, and a ray of sword light came leisurely.
His thinking couldn't keep up with the changes. After hearing the voice and seeing the sword light, his eyes were only white, as if a big sun had come before him, so bright it was beyond words.
As soon as his body was lightened, the pressure of turning into mud was no longer there, Meng Qi's mind recovered, and his thoughts continued.
"Why does Dongyang Beppu have the Nine Nether Cracks?"
"He comes here every year to watch the tide, does he have any idea to prevent the crack from getting out of control?"
"No, he is a person who does things with one heart and one mind. He will definitely not be like this. He should just meet him and do whatever he wants"
"Before I guessed, if there is a change beyond Xuantianzong's successor, as a master of righteousness, he will definitely not sit idly by"
A figure stood out in the white vision, and Meng Qi tried his best to identify the other party's identity. Suddenly, he saw a light blue light emerge, enveloping Jiang Hengchuan's figure.
Jiang Hengchuan seemed to notice that Meng Qi was looking at him, smiled at him, nodded in greeting, and then disappeared.
"Reincarnation Talisman" Meng Qi was neither surprised nor calm about such a change. It was like a feeling that something that had been guessed for a long time had finally happened in front of him. He was somewhat embarrassed and sighed.
"Myth", "Immortal Trace" and the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation must be inextricably linked!
As for the relationship, it remains to be verified. Some of their formal or probable members may be reincarnated, or in another form.
Of course, those like Chu Guan and Snake King who obviously haven't even touched the threshold of the "myth" organization can only be counted as bribes, solicitations, and threats.??Because the value of the four things is the lowest, if there are many collections, it will exceed the sum of the three.
"With senior Lu watching outside, we can't be generous." Ruan Yaoguang said suddenly, not wanting to antagonize the Wang family.
Wang Buchi raised his head and looked at the smoke around Beppu that was slowly recovering: "It makes sense."
"Besides, with the big commotion just now, the barrier of Beppu was pierced again. It won't be long before someone else will come."
The implication is that if the two parties compete, it may only benefit others.
Wang Siyuan "flyed" from the boat to the shore, his cheeks were still blushing: "Four items, how about two for each side?"
Ruan Yaoguang looked at Meng Qi inquiringly, after all, he was just a helper.
"I have no objection." Meng Qi has never been greedy. Although his own strength is superior, it is only superior. How can Mr. Wang be a person who is in vain?
However, Meng Qi also raised a question: "But who will choose first?"
Holding the long sword in his hand, Wang Siyuan coughed twice, and looked at Jiang Zhiwei and Meng Qi: "How about this, aside from the two elders, we will fight twice, and you will assign candidates in turn, as long as you can force them within ten strokes." I will defend one move, even if I lose, lose one game, let you pick one first."
As soon as these words came out, it was the beginning of a spiritual confrontation.
After Jiang Zhiwei met Meng Qi's eyes, he took a step forward calmly.
"Okay." She was neither angry nor annoyed, her whole body was hidden in a box like a sword! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com