Heavenly God Mnemonic

Yi Kun's face changed, and he snorted coldly, and said, "I want to bet on your own, I don't want to go crazy with you!" After saying that, he withdrew his true essence from the formation, turned and stood aside, not giving Bother.

The other five elders sighed and shook their heads.

Wu Hao said: "Since Jiang Peng is so persistent, the old man will accompany you more."

Lu Jiangpeng said solemnly: "Thank you!"

The other four also remained silent and continued to insist.

It gradually slanted westward until dusk.

Twilight descends quietly, like a lingering shadow, covering everyone's heart, making the already heavy atmosphere even more depressing.

Qing Buli sighed, withdrew his true essence, and said: "The old man can do nothing."

The other five are still struggling.

Having maintained the cracks for seven days and eight nights, they have consumed too much true yuan.

In the early morning of the next day, the sky will break, gradually dispelling the night, but unable to dispel the shadows of everyone's hearts.

Wu Hao sighed and said, "I'm sorry." Then he took back his true essence.

This time put more pressure on the other four people, and even the golden aperture instantly shrank a little.

Si Feiyu sighed, "I'm sorry."

Qi Yi also looked ashamed, and said, "Yang Qingxuan is afraid that he won't be able to return."

The two of them also retracted their hands at the same time, the golden aperture narrowed again, and both Lu Jiangpeng and Jiang Yi's expressions changed.

Although the two of them were the strongest, they couldn't bear the huge pressure of the five after they left.

Jiang Yi sighed: "Jiang Peng, give up."

Lu Jiangpeng's eyes burst into cold light, gritted his teeth and said: "No!"

Jiang Yi sighed and said, "If I take back my strength, you will instantly be backlashed by the force of this huge crack, and you will be shaken out of internal injuries."

Lu Jiangpeng said coldly: "Go, I can hold it."

Chen Zhen suddenly yelled, "Elder Lu, and us! This formation should be able to keep the cracks indestructible as long as the true essence is poured into it!"

He rushed forward, ignoring the different colors in everyone's eyes, pushing his palms forward, and a steady stream of powerful true essence poured into the golden aperture.

The aperture seemed a bit brighter and widened.

Although it was only a slight change, it made his eyes happy, and it even poured the true essence into it continuously.

As soon as the other students saw it, more than a dozen people rushed over, learning Chen Zhen's appearance, pouring their true essence into the aperture.

Meng Rui, Yue Qiang, Liu Cheng, Su Ying, Du Ruo, Duan Naiwei...and so on, all the students who lived and died in the ancient temple and shared tribulations, all came forward in batches and poured their true essence into Go in.

This scene immediately moved everyone.

In the ancient palace, Yang Qingxuan defeated Zuo Jun and rescued everyone from the abyss of despair. That unforgettable battle and kindness buried everyone in their hearts.

At this moment, there is only one thought in everyone's mind, and that is to repay!

There are only a handful of people, still standing still, watching indifferently.

Qi Yi and other elders were also touched by it, and couldn't help sighing for a long time, saying in his heart: "If Yang Qingxuan is still alive, he must be another leader of the group."

After many students shot together, Lu Jiangpeng and Jiang Yi's pressure was reduced a lot, but the students' strength was too weak, even if there were a large number of them, they couldn't maintain much, and the aperture narrowed again.

Chen Zhen and the others were all desperate. Su Ying suddenly said: "If Yang Qingxuan is not dead and the cracks merge again, what will happen to him?"

Jiang Yi said: "Then he must be dead. Unless he has the ability to break through the void, or unrestrictedly adapt to the barren aura, wait for the next time he opens."

Everyone sank in their hearts, which meant that as long as the aperture was closed, Yang Qingxuan would be dead.

Su Ying burst into tears, and the whine of sobs made the hearers cry.

As the princess, he is very noble and has a lot of love. Right, wealth, and resources, but come with a beckoning hand, has there ever been something unreachable?

I have never had setbacks in my life, as if my life should be like this, and it will continue smoothly.

It wasn't until Wang Hui was killed and Su Yuan beaten in Xuanlong Mountain that she suddenly discovered that power, wealth, and aura were not omnipotent, and they would sometimes fail.

This made her frightened, angry, and helpless, but the man was just like a Tsinghua, not afraid or fearless, and shocked the four with the phrase "A gentleman is like a dragon, and one moves forward."

The subsequent nightmare of the ancient palace made her fall into complete despair. For the first time, she discovered that she was as weak as before. All the previous glory seemed so small and ridiculous. In front of absolute power, everything was an ant.

When desperate and helpless, she fell into a huge panic, she was left with helpless crying, waiting for the terrible ruling of fate.

And the young man, coming with the fire, rescued her from despair under the golden light.

It was like having a long dream, in which death came, and the boy awakened her and brought her to the sunshine.

"Come out, come out!"

Chen Zhen shouted loudly, also bursting into tears.

Everyone who works here is desperately pouring true essence into repaying Yang Qingxuan's life-saving grace.

Wu Qiyue looked at the towering old tree in the distance, and was moved by it. She muttered to herself: "So many people mourn for you. Your existence is a very important thing for everyone."

The corners of her mouth raised slightly, and she chuckled: "I really want to see what you look like when you are locked inside, but unfortunately, I'm afraid I can't close it anymore."

In the barren ancient area, Yang Qingxuan seemed to sense something. At the end of the ancient black pattern road, the scene was in a trance and extremely chaotic.

The power of the space rushed over like waves, stacking one after another, making him unable to enter the concentration anymore, desperately coping with it, the blood of the impact was violent, and his mind was agitated.

"What's going on? Has the old way changed?!"

Yang Qingxuan was shocked, and no longer had the intention to practice. With a flash of his figure, he ran away.

But the surrounding space seemed to be deformed, squeezing in the middle, making him stagnate.

Yang Qingxuan's face changed drastically. If his heart was unable to get out, it would be fun. At the moment, he was shocked in a cold sweat, hurriedly lifted his palms with luck, and rushed away!

"Boom!"

The entire space was bombarded by this palm, and the twisted part was straightened.

A raging fire ignited in space.

But the passage that the flame burned out was very narrow and could not accommodate anyone at all.

Yang Qingxuan grabbed the Demon Slashing Sword at once, and the sword tactics at once, the purple soul light swirled around it, and slammed down the passage!

"boom!"

The space oscillated a few times and seemed to be split a bit.

Yang Qingxuan was surprised and delighted, raised his sword and chopped down frantically, as waves of air rush away.