Heavenly God Mnemonic

Yang Qingxuan was ecstatic in his heart, but in an instant, the joy was solidified on his face, turning into surprise.

The huge reaction in the pool made him convulsed a bit, and then suddenly found the phantom behind him, and he was even more shocked to speak.

This phantom is magnificent and magnificent. He is no stranger. Every time an enemy appears in the world, he seems to see this shadow, but it has never been so close.

Yang Qingxuan opened his eyes wide, trying to see the phantom face clearly, but it was not available.

He touched his left shoulder with his hand. The seal left by Yang Zhao was still there, but he couldn't stop the power in the mark at all, and he touched a hot hand.

"Could it be that the water of the Tianhe River drew enemies in the world?"

Yang Qingxuan muttered to herself, pondered, and said: "This...what should I do now?"

The water in the pool was still boiling, and the yang spirit gas turned into red silk visible to the naked eye, flying up in countless threads, all gathering on the palm of the phantom, condensing the round wheel.

"What a violent sun power!"

Yang Qingxuan looked very familiar with these inextricably threaded red threads, just like the fifteen hanging beads left by the corpse of the Yang.

He immediately understood that the fifteen hanging beads must have been refined by the sun corpse pulling out the water of the sky, and what the enemy of the world is doing at this moment seems to be using the power of the sun to refine what.

Yang Qingxuan just stepped into the middle stage of Lingwu, checked his physical condition and found that everything was normal and good, so he calmed down and watched the phantom refining quietly.

Wanqian Hongsi flew around, shuttled over his body surface, inhaled a bit into the body from time to time, and was actually very comfortable, just to stabilize the realm of the middle stage of Lingwu.

After about half an hour, the disc wheel in the virtual shadow's hand suddenly made a "buzzing" sound, spinning like a metal, and the red light of the blazing sun bloomed, piercing the eyes.

At this moment, the water in the pool became more violent, the red silk flying out began to decrease, and the color of the pool water faded.

Yang Qingxuan opened his eyes wide, and his heart was shocked. This was a sign that the Yang Qi in the pool was about to be exhausted!

"Hey!"

He took a deep breath, and although he was under the fierce heat, he couldn't help but feel cold all over.

This full pool of Tianhe water, I don't know how many tens of thousands of years have existed, the Yang spirit is so abundant. At this moment, being pumped by an enemy in the world, he is about to do it!

"God, what a terrible sight this is!"

Standing in the pool blankly, Yang Qingxuan clearly felt that the yang energy in the pool water was intensifying and weakening, until the entire pool water became clear and there was no trace of yang energy.

Yang Qingxuan was shocked and utterly speaking.

The purple flames in that Xuying's hands were still beating. After the Yang Qi in the pool was drained, the Yang spirits scattered in the air began to turn into whirlpools and poured into his hands.

Yang Qingxuan was taken aback, and said in shock: "This fellow won't be able to exhaust the Yang spirit, so come and smoke me?!"

But it calmed down quickly, because the yang spirit in the air was instantly extinguished, and it was too late for people to react.

The Jue Yin in Void Shadow's hand changed and stopped. The round object exuded extremely strange fluctuations, like a certain rhythm, and it was very comfortable in the ears.

Suddenly, a splendid color was projected from the round wheel, and a sky full of stars appeared over the pool, making it extremely clear and ethereal.

Just as Yang Qingxuan exclaimed, the stars flowed and receded from the sky, changing into the twilight, and a bright moon hung out from the pitch black, shining in the sky.

"This……"

Yang Qingxuan stunned: "Star, moon..."

It seems that something has been captured, but it is vague and unable to grasp the point.

The moon flower shone like water, like a faint veil draped over the body.

Suddenly the moonlight turned bright, the light became hot, and Yang Qingxuan felt the temperature rise sharply.

Suddenly looked up, the dark night was illuminated by the morning sun, the day fell, the moon was set to the west, and the sun rose in the distance, shed golden light.

The entire secret room was illuminated with magnificence, and the pool water was shimmering and shining brightly.

Yang Qingxuan said in a daze: "The sun..."

The sunlight shone in his eyes, causing his eyelids to blink a few times before shooting out Jin Hui from his pupils.

The sun in front of him is no longer the sun, but a huge ball of light composed of countless golden runes.

Those runes are obscure and difficult to understand. There are hundreds of millions of them. They are gathered together through complicated rules. Yang Qingxuan stared at it for a few times, and then felt that his eyes were sore.

The eyelids couldn't help but blink a few more times, the billions of runes disappeared, and what appeared before him was still a round of golden sun.

Suddenly, the Void's hand print changed, and the golden sun whizzed out, spinning rapidly in the air, and a terrible flame ignited all around.

Yang Qingxuan was startled, and hurried back.

"Boom!"

The golden sun fell in the hands of the phantom, and thousands of flames shattered and turned into a sea of ​​purple fire, like a purgatory on earth.

And the thing in his hand is also fully presented. A golden wheel is perfectly round and emits red gold light. There are stars on it, and the Milky Way is flowing brightly. It is like a reduced version of the universe with four small seal characters engraved on the wheel axis: Sun moon star wheel.

What is even more shocking is that in this universe, the sun and the moon actually rise at the same time, the yin and yang are in harmony, the blazing light and Lenghui are together, and the sound of the world-shaking bell is heard.

Yang Qingxuan who saw this scene was stunned, and he could still feel the terrible pressure on the sun, moon, and star wheels more than ten feet away.

When he was sluggish, the phantom swayed in the air for a few times, then gradually faded, and a few breaths disappeared completely before his eyes.

The fire cloud mark on his left shoulder seemed to feel something. The burning flesh was in pain, but after a few breaths, the pain subsided.

Yang Qingxuan was stunned. He clearly sensed that there was a powerful force in the mark. Under the perception of the divine consciousness, it was the sun, moon and star wheel that quietly suspended within it.

"What the **** is this?"

Confused, he gently stroked his left shoulder, nothing unusual, even Yang Zhao's seal was still on it.

Unexpectedly, Yang Qingxuan frowned and stood quietly by the water, recalling the previous scene, which was completely beyond his understanding.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a huge shock was heard from above the ceiling, and a lot of debris from the top of the head fell along with it.

Yang Qingxuan was shocked and recovered, only to find that he was the only one left in the formation, and he secretly cried out: "No!" Then the figure flashed and hurried to the passage.

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At this moment, inside the ancient temple, it was terrible.

Blood soaked the ground, and a large number of corpses fell on the ground. More than half of the students in the hall had been slaughtered, and most of the remaining students were poisoned.

A breath of despair filled the hall, piled up like a mountain of corpses, indicating death and decay.