Heavenly God Mnemonic

With a wave of his hand, the headmaster converged his golden light and stood on the void, his black robe screamed.

Long Xing's eyes drooped slightly, looking at the ruined endless earth, which was the last glance in his life, and then exhausted his last strength, with his right fist squeezed, his body burst with a "bang", turned into a little starlight, and scattered into the void. .

"In this emptied land, there is still a person you love. As a reward for your courage, I will let her continue to live."

The head teacher turned around, walked into the void and disappeared.

Only violent energy torrents and bleak icy winds were left between the heaven and the earth, blowing in the realm.

After half a month...

A scarlet light shot into this vast void and flew at an extremely fast speed.

"That's it!"

The **** red light flashed, transforming into Yang Qingxuan's figure, looking at the void in shock, muttering to himself: "All turned into ashes... Luo Tinglan..."

He hurriedly asked: "Ghost, quickly identify the soul in this void, there is..." He wanted to ask if there was Luo Tinglan, but when the words reached his mouth, his heart trembled and he didn't dare to ask.

Guizang said: "It's been too long, I'm afraid it has been more than half a month, the soul here has already dissipated or entered the cycle of reincarnation."

Yang Qingxuan's expression was extremely ugly, and he swept towards Liuhe Bahuang with fiery eyes, not letting go of any space node.

Suddenly, Yang Qingxuan stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and a cloud of blue light was photographed from a void. It was a crystallization of the power of release, in the shape of a hand.

The crystal fell into his palm, and a picture flashed in Yang Qingxuan's mind. Long Xing was covered in blood, and he squeezed his right fist desperately, condensing all his strength into the crystal of the power of release, hiding it in the void, and then his body "bang" burst. Burst and turn into dust.

Yang Qingxuan was horrified and moved, staring at the crystal of Shi Zhili carefully, tapping with his finger, the crystal bloomed with blue light, spinning in the air, and decomposing little by little, finally disappeared with a sound, and a few words appeared in the air: Xiao Lan is in the sky coffin below.

This is a piece of information that Longxing condensed the last power before he died, and only the owner of the power of release can open it. If it is touched by other power, it will burst instantly.

Yang Qingxuan was surprised and delighted, his eyes flickered, looked at the endless sky, and suddenly bowed and said, "Thank you."

After speaking, the figure flashed and flew to the depths of the void.

Soon after, I found a closed space hidden by secret methods.

Yang Qingxuan easily broke it open, took out a dark coffin from the inside, hurriedly opened it, Luo Tinglan was lying in it intact, but tears were already streaming down her face, everything that happened outside was all under her perception. When I saw Yang Qingxuan, I couldn't help crying "Woo".

Yang Qingxuan comforted her and said, "It's okay."

Luo Tinglan's eyes were red, and her sorrow was hard to dissipate.

Yang Qingxuan put her into the sacred artifact. Although the second-level domain was destroyed, many living people were still found. After inquiring, they found the third-level entrance.

However, most of the following layers of domains were also destroyed by the sect leader, and the guardians had no traces, and they were afraid that they had already been brutally killed.

A few days later, Yang Qingxuan found the exit on the fifth floor and entered the sixth domain.

As soon as he stepped into it, he felt a terrible aura rushing toward his face, as if he had entered the Shura killing field, and countless negative emotions were disturbed and attacked his mind together.

"God attack?!"

Yang Qingxuan was taken aback, and hurriedly pinched the Jue Seal to stabilize his mind.

Those divine consciousness attacks were like fierce slashes, rushing into his sea of ​​consciousness, madly tormenting.

However, after two breaths, Yang Qingxuan paled and panicked: "How can it be so strong?!"

His two souls are one, and he has ten martial arts souls, which are far superior to ordinary martial artists in spiritual sense, but even so, he can't hold it.

He hurriedly summoned the ghost house and instantly merged into Yang Xuanzang.

Only then did that gradually stabilize the consciousness and resist all attacks.

Yang Xuanzang has fiery eyes and looks at Liuhe Bahuang. Here he has followed Emperor Yi. It is a barren world. Only the most primitive power is flowing in the void. At this moment, all kinds of violent auras surge like entering It's hell.

"Someone has set up a formation here."

After observing for a while, Yang Xuanzang muttered to himself in surprise.

There are many strange runes and rules flowing in the air, which are obviously not natural phenomena, but acquired.

Yang Xuanzang took a step forward, and thousands of killing intent immediately appeared in the void, like a sea rushing to strangle him into ashes.

Yang Xuanzang snorted coldly and raised his hand to run the Immortal Fire Fighting Art. Six phantom flames appeared around his body instantly, forming a huge defensive fireball.

"Boom!"

Those killing intent like the sea rushed into the fireball, causing the fire pattern to burst, but it was hard to hurt him.

"It's such a strong formation, it's impossible to enter under the seven-star thousand realms. Most of it is this formation set up by the master."

Yang Xuanzang looked gloomy and continued to walk forward.

Suddenly saw a figure in front of him, sitting in the void, pinching Jue Yin with his hands, his complexion seemed to be trapped.

Yang Xuanzang opened his mouth wide in surprise and exclaimed, "Purple Heart!"

The figure in front was the Purple Heart God King. Hearing Yang Xuanzang's voice, he hurriedly opened his eyes and said in surprise: "Yang Qingxuan!"

Yang Xuanzang hurried over and said, "Zixin, why are you here?"

Zi Xin's expression of joy faded, and she snorted coldly, "You have no conscience, remember me!" She rolled her eyes and said, "We received a message from the emperor that we know the Chaos Shrine and the Six Regions. Xingchi hurried over when something major happened to Jie, but he didn't want to be trapped in this formation."

Yang Xuanzang asked: "What kind of formation is this, it is so powerful."

Zi Xin said: "This is the first kill formation in history. Only one person who enters this formation has ever cracked it."

Yang Xuanzang asked curiously: "Who is it?"

Zi Xin said: "Brahma."

Yang Xuanzang was taken aback, and Zi Xin said again: "When Fu Zhen followed the emperor's clan, he used to set up this formation to fight against Brahma. Unexpectedly, the situation was reversed, and now he uses this formation against the emperor's clan."

Yang Xuanzang stared straight ahead, and said in shock, "What is that?!"

"What?" Zi Xin turned her head and saw a vast expanse in front of her, with nothing but chaotic energy.

Suddenly, a feeling of extreme danger came, and Zi Xin suddenly turned around and exclaimed: "What are you doing?!"

I saw Yang Xuanzang holding Hundred Ghosts Yexing in his hand and slammed it down suddenly.

The sword was mixed with Taixuan sword intent, ghost energy, six magic flames and other powers, and it was almost his peak blow.

"Of course I killed you! What else can I do." Yang Xuanzang had a grim face, and his men were unambiguous.

"You, what's the matter with you?!"

Zi Xin's face was pale, and she raised her hand in anger, and countless purple awns overflowed from her palm, which was the **** of heaven.

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