The night was an irreversible darkness, and in the turbulent Luo River, the flowing water was flowing against each other under the influence of spiritual power.
The screaming hurricane was wrapped in thunder, like wheels running over the water of the Luo River. The ruts left by the thunder and lightning were in contact with the water and continued to emit light. The entire river was covered by this light, and it looked like there was a star. The sun made of thunder and lightning will rise from the Luo River.
Siming hugged Ye Changong and wrapped her in a snow-white velvet blanket. The thunder and lightning sun outlined its outline, but the intruding arc could not touch them.
Si Ming looked at Ye Changong's childish face and slender hands, and always had an unreal feeling as if he was holding Shui Yue in his arms.
Ahead, Bai Zang followed Ye Changong. The anger he had suppressed for so long finally vented it when facing the bronze divine horse.
The surface of the river was already a huge deep concave bowl. Bai Zang waved a pair of jade-like fists, but blasted out tens of millions of forces. Those forces were like stone throwing tools for attacking a city. Each blow was so powerful that the water surface was covered with force. Thousands of deep pits were created. The bronze divine horse neighed and struggled to resist. However, Bai Zang used the golden spear as a ladder to reach the top of his head. With five fingers like hooks, he twisted its black helmet and pushed it towards He pressed it hard under the water's surface.
boom!
There was a loud explosion.
"Baking in the sun? What does it mean to bask in the sun?"
Siming felt that this word was not simple. She looked at Luo He in front of her and wanted to help Bai Zang. However, seeing that her master was still calm, she also felt that she should inherit the master's calmness.
Ye Changong said: "First we must find a sun."
Siming immediately thought of Ning Changjiu, pursed his soft lips, and said tactfully: "Then should we rush to the Ancient Spirit Sect as soon as possible?"
Ye Changong said softly: "He is not in the Ancient Spirit Sect now."
Siming didn't know her exact wishes, so he asked about his worries: "The three divine horses have arrived, where is the projection of the king himself... What is Tianji's authority? Master, do you really have confidence?" "
Ye Changong shook his head slightly and said, "Let's go to Luohe first."
"Going to Luohe?" Siming didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence.
Ye Changong briefly recalled: "Shao Xiaoli was the river god of the Luo River back then. At that time, the Luo River was so vast that it was far from drying up to its current size. There used to be hundreds of palaces along the Luo River, but they had been destroyed long ago. There was a Jade Water Tower at the bottom of the Luohe River, but I don’t know if its ruins are still there.”
Siming didn't know exactly what kind of feelings Ye Chan Palace had for Luo Shen, but at the moment, the waves on the Luo River were turbulent, and the wind and thunder were surging. It was completely satisfactory for the two of them to chat leisurely by the river. A big white tiger was carrying their weight to fight.
"Which section of the river is it in?" Siming asked.
Ye Changong looked at Luohe and said, "It's almost near here. You'll know when you enter the river and take a look."
Siming felt Ye Changong's increasingly cold body and asked, "Can your body really hold on?"
Ye Changong said: "The moon is already quiet, so it doesn't matter."
Siming nodded lightly, stepped on the black sword, and led his master toward the surging river.
Above the Luo River, a large amount of water evaporates, turning into extremely dense white gas, which is intercepted by the field of lightning. The temperature of this white gas is extremely high, making this minefield look like a real sun.
Ye Changong stretched out her little hand and reached into this chaotic field where thunder and water vapor coexisted. After a moment, she retracted her hand. There was no scar on her hand, but it was still cold.
This is not the real sun.
It was at this moment that golden light exploded under the water. The centaur's divine horse held a spear and broke through the water, knocking Bai Zang back again.
Even if the Bronze Divine Horse is a low-class horse, it is Tianjinnian's home game after all. Bai Zang has lost his status and authority, and his power has been sealed by the Dragon Bone Death Prison. At this moment, he is unable to destroy these antique-looking bronze horses in one go.
The bronze divine horse pressed Bai Zang's figure back, then threw the spear in his hand, whistling and stabbing Bai Zang.
In front of Bai Zang, the broken silver was like moths, accurately swooping on the golden gun, swallowing its light, and slowing it down slower and slower.
The half-human God of War on the divine horse let out a majestic roar, and the golden gun rotated at high speed, trying to throw away these silver moths, but Bai Zang's body bounced out like a cheetah. She used the bridge as a bridge, Taking advantage of his strength, he jumped and stepped down on the spear, then showed his sharp claws and once again pounced towards the bronze divine horse like a tiger.
In Bai Zang's life before she truly became a god, she hunted countless war horses. Even though she had been pampered for thousands of years, the convenience of authority and the power of the god made her teeth and claws no longer as sharp as before. But the hunting instinct is always engraved in the bones.
Bai Zang enjoyed this hearty battle.
Although her opponent was a monster that she didn't like at all half a year ago, she found the feeling of competing with the ancient gods when she was young. Even if she was forced to retreat for a moment, she only had to imagine the opponent as Chang'e or Siming, and she would immediately kill again. It's enough, let alone cutting this horse into five pieces.
The silver girl bombarded with both fists, and silver debris flew around her, like thousands of swords that could be used at will.
She and the Bronze Divine Horse fought back and forth, but the Bronze Divine Horse finally lost, leaving many tiny wounds on its body. There were even fine scratches on the armor of the half-man wearing the armor. crack.
Although Bai Zang is protected by a snow-like blade, the sea of qi is no longer a real ocean at this moment, and will be exhausted and exhausted.
Seeing Siming and Ye Changong come to Luohe, Bai Zang relaxed a little and said coldly: "Why have you been watching the show for so long? Come up and help! This horse is not very powerful, let's kill it in one go!" "
Bai Zang said this, but watched helplessly as they opened up the river and their figures sank into it.
"Hey! Wait! What are you doing? The horse is over here!" Bai Zang raised his slender forearm, pointed directly at the bronze divine horse, and shouted loudly.
Siming's cold voice came: "Master and I are going to visit the ruins of Luoshen's mansion. We will come back later. Little white cat, you can stay on your own for a while."
"You...you guys!" Bai Zang jumped in anger and said, "The enemy is facing us, can you have a sense of crisis?"
When he shouted, the surface of the Luoshui River had closed, leaving Bai Zang alone, in a daze facing the mountain-like bronze horse.
The bronze divine horse had been tilted by Bai Zang's collision before. Now it was upright, with the horse's hooves stepping lightly. With a flick of the golden gun, the golden pupils in the black iron armor lit up, emitting a frightening golden light.
Bai Zang became even more angry. She turned her grief and anger into strength and yelled at the bronze divine horse. She rolled up her sleeves and yelled at the bronze divine horse: "Why are you staring? What qualifications do you have to stare at me, a low-grade horse like you?" "
After Bai Zang scolded him, he raised his fist at the bronze horse again.
She always felt that this scene was weird... What is this? The main military force has nothing to do with itself, and the troubled Lord of the Kingdom of God is fighting a civil war from beginning to end? Who is the unswerving, loyal warrior who resists the rule of the Dark Lord
Bai Zang couldn't help but think of Wan Humen's unique skills and mental tricks.
She stared at the war horse, unsure whether its heart was in a human body or a horse's body.
The confrontation between the two lasted only a moment, and soon, the overwhelming murderous intent tore Luohe apart again, and the battle between Bai Zang and the Bronze Divine Horse continued.
The bottom of the extremely deep Luo River is calm.
At this moment, Ye Chan Palace looks even more unreal against the backdrop of the water waves. It really looks like the moon in the water.
They easily cut through the undercurrent of the water and moved forward at high speed in the turbid water waves.
In the muddy sand, the ruins of the building walls emerged. They were buried in the soil, covered with algae and crawling with many snails. The density of these broken walls became higher and higher. Soon, there were Something blocked them off.
The front was gray, and the ruins seemed to disappear before our eyes.
"This is a shelter similar to a peach curtain, but the grade is much higher." Ye Changong said, she stretched out her little hand from the white blanket and landed lightly in front of her.
Ripples arise from your fingers.
Something was picked up, and then the gray mist disappeared. They were like droplets of water, seeping into a wider and clearer ocean.
Siming hugged the girl and landed lightly. In front of him, a small attic that looked like a brand new building was built in the water - this was different from Siming's imagination. She originally thought she would see the magnificent Dragon Palace, but what she saw in front of her was What was presented was just a two-story mahogany building, which looked quite simple and didn't look like what Luoshen should have...
"Is this here?" Siming was a little unconvinced.
"Yes." Ye Changong nodded. She lay in Siming's arms, opened her eyes slightly, looked at the small building in front of her, and said, "This world is supported by an ancient god's water-repelling elixir. "
"Maybe it's the bitter cold in the north." Siming said.
The monastic environment in the North is much worse than that in Nanzhou. They have traveled for many days and have hardly seen any monastics in the Purple Court Realm. In addition, it is close to the Shenhua Tower. Although there is no clear division in Luohe River, many people agree. They were in the territory of the Shenhua Building, so naturally they didn't dare to dig for treasures in front of the Shenhua Building.
For various reasons, this small building has been well preserved.
"However, there are no shocking magic weapons in it." Ye Changong said.
She knew that when Luo Shen died, he was alone.
"What's hidden there?" Siming asked.
Ye Changong shook his head slightly and said, "I don't know either, let's go and have a look."
Siming raised his head, glanced at the sky, and said worriedly: "Is it really okay for Liu Baizang to deal with that horse alone? If Tianji... "
She hesitated to speak, unwilling to compromise a general.
Ye Changong said: "In chivalrous novels, masters often do not take action. Once any master takes action, it will no longer be mysterious. No matter how powerful the move is, there will be traces to follow. Only when the move is not used, , only then can you possess unknown and infinite power.”
Si Ming suddenly realized that his master was worthy of being his master, and only by being so calm and calm could they intimidate Tian Ji. After all, with Bai Zang's experience, Tian Ji should also be able to gauge the timing of his own action.
What's more, with Master's ability, there must be shocking methods that have not yet been revealed...
Siming asked in a low voice: "Then Master... what moves are we hiding?"
Ye Changong said calmly: "Nothing."
"..." Si Ming suddenly felt from the bottom of his heart that Master and Ning Changjiu were indeed a couple in their previous life.
Siming said nothing more and moved the river water lightly with her toes. Her beautiful long hair danced in the water, floating in the slow flow. The sky-blue light reflected on her face. In her gorgeous face, the shadow of the red building was reflected. Falling in the pupils, she is so beautiful that she seems to be the God of Luohe who has been away from home for a long time and has returned to Yaju Xiaozhu after a thousand years.
The thunder and lightning and silver light above illuminated Luohe like a complete piece of emerald. In the flowing light, Siming's figure floated to the door of the red building.
She raised her head and glanced, and suddenly found that there were lanterns hanging on the eaves. The lanterns had lost a lot of color, and now they only looked slightly crimson.
There seemed to be broken pieces of red paper stuck to the wooden grille of the window.
Siming had a strange premonition in his heart.
She opened the door gently.
Amidst the creaking of the door, a faint light came in. That was the light of a red candle... Siming saw the candle on the table. It should be an ever-burning lamp from ancient times, and it has not been extinguished to this day.
Siming took a look at the layout and decoration of the room, and already knew it in his heart. Ye Changong never said anything. She fell from Siming's arms, wrapped in a blanket, and moved closer to the only candle. She seemed to be there. I found a trace of warmth in the faint light, and my young hands came up to warm them.
Siming walked gently in this small building. She wanted to go to the second floor, but found that the stairs on the second floor were blocked by people. Although she could break through the void and reach it easily, since Luo Shen didn't want anyone to Going up, she also stopped politely.
The small building is not big, let alone any magic weapon, not even a valuable object can be seen in it.
She returned to her master and walked to the awkward wooden table. She found that one of the legs of the wooden table was crooked, and there was a thin book under it.
Si Ming went out and was curious, so he took it out and took a look.
"Hiss... A comprehensive collection of Xihe's cooking skills?" Siming clicked his tongue in surprise, thinking that Zhao Xiang'er has the nerve to publish a book about his skills? No wonder it was used to pad the corners of the table.
She flipped through it casually, and then she felt that the book should be renamed One Hundred Ways to Cook Xi Rice.
Siming accepted the book and planned to ridicule Zhao Xiang'er when he saw it later.
Then, she noticed that Master was staring at the candlelight, surprisingly peaceful.
"Master... what's wrong?" Siming walked to Ye Chan Palace's side.
At this moment, Ye Changong was too petite. Even when she was standing upright, the top of her head could barely exceed Si Ming's forearm.
Ye Changong said: "There is a book here."
She picked up the candlestick and took a photo of it on the table. Then, an old book with a blank cover was revealed.
Siming gently picked up the book and asked, "Can... can I read it?"
Ye Changong said softly: "This is Luo Shen's thing, I am not qualified to make a decision."
Shao Xiaoli's stuff... Siming nodded slightly, thinking that I hadn't read anything by Xiao Li, so he picked up the not-so-thick booklet without any surprise and started flipping through it.
When he saw the first page, Siming's eyebrows frowned slightly.
"September 20th.
Three days have passed since the appointed day. Why didn't he keep the appointment? Did something unexpected happen? Or maybe the original agreement was just a deception to make me feel at ease, but he never took it to heart..."
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Middle Earth, Nanming Sea, outside the Piaomiao Tower.
The figure of Yu Qing, wearing a robe painted with landscape ink and a lotus crown on her head, suddenly appeared.
She looked at the collapsed sea viewing platform, at the huge pit where sea water kept pouring in, and at the sudden strong wind and waves. She frowned and immediately waved her fly whisk to calm the big waves.
She is one of the owners of the fourth floor, so she is naturally close to the gods. She will never misidentify the aura of the gods... Has a god come to Nanming
If God descends tomorrow, this battle will definitely be for killing people.
Was it to kill that young man, or to kill Lu Jianwen
Yu Qing had no time to think too much. At this moment, there was no figure on the sea.
She immediately sealed the Piaomiao Tower and announced that it would be closed to death. Unless there was a direct order from the Lord of the Kingdom of God, she would never leave the building.
On the sea surface, a golden crow was flying at an unimaginable speed.
Ning Changjiu, Lu Jianjian, and Liu Xiwan were among the Golden Crows.
When Ning Jiujiu saw the golden spear, he already knew it. Then he meditated in the sea breeze. It seemed like a heavy rain was coming. The sound of horse hooves sounded in the distance. If the sea was a drum head, then these horses hooves were very rhythmic drumsticks. .
Tianji…
Ning Jiujiu didn't know much about Tianji, but he wasn't stupid either. Although he is no longer what he used to be, he still won't challenge the current Twelve Divine Kingdoms until he is completely sure. What's more, now that he has a family to take care of, his first choice is to avoid fighting for the time being, testing the opponent's strength first, and then waiting for an opportunity to counterattack.
In the Kingdom of the Golden Crow, Liu Xiwan raised her head and looked at the four shining pillars, and caught a glimpse of countless dazzling scenes.
"Is this the bird you used to scare me?" Liu Xiwan said in wonder: "I didn't expect that there is such a huge world hidden inside."
"Well, this is the Golden Crow Kingdom." Ning Jiujiu introduced: "The sun above has forged countless divine swords. If you disobey one day, I will throw you in."
"Humph, are you trying to scare children?" Liu Xiwan sneered.
Lu Marian looked at the Fetal Spirit Mother Well in the distance and the increasingly orderly world, and asked, "Can you control this country now?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "I can draw some power from it and use it for my own use, but I can't really control it."
"Is it because of mythological logic?" Lu Jiaoyue guessed the reason.
"Yes." Ning nodded for a long time.
"You remember the last sacred pillar most clearly, it shouldn't be difficult." Lu Marian was slightly confused and asked, "When will it be completed?"
Ning Changjiu shook his head and said, "I don't know either."
Lu Yueyou caught his subtle emotional changes and asked softly: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the logic of mythology?"
Ning was silent for a moment and said: "Well, for some reason, I have never been able to perfectly construct the last pillar of mythical logic... I originally thought this matter would not be too troublesome and did not tell you, but the later , I became more and more aware of the difficulty of this matter.”
Lu Marry's clear eyes flashed and she asked, "Is there any flaw in the previous myth?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "It shouldn't be... It's not so much a mistake as it is that the previous myths are not powerful enough. The logical link between them and my final rebirth is broken."
"Rebirth? What rebirth?" Liu Xiwan was surprised. She had seen part of Ning Jiujiu's secrets buried deep in the depths. At that time, she thought it was Ning Jiujiu's past life, and had never thought about turning back time. Mysterious things.
Ning Jiujiu and Lu Marian looked at each other with solemn expressions.
Except for the time when the eldest sister came, he only told Marry the secret of his rebirth.
Lu Marion immediately realized the seriousness of the problem and the crux of it.
At the beginning, they constructed the mythical logic based on the most important nodes in life. Ning Changjiu's awakening in the main hall of the Imperial City of Zhao State was an indispensable part, because it was the interface between destruction and rebirth, symbolizing this life. The beginning, but…
Is there any necessary relationship between Ning Changjiu's awakening in this life and the previous four myths
They know clearly that this is not the case.
The reason why Ning Jiujiu was able to wake up in the imperial city that day was because at the last moment of his previous life, when he was about to fly into the air, Ye Changong stabbed him with a sword, hiding the moon branch into his body and reversing time at the same time. It took twelve years to get the result.
But…
Going back twelve years... This matter is not only too mysterious, but most importantly, for the current world, this does not exist at all! Not to mention using mythological logic to express it clearly...
As a result, there was an obvious gap between the fourth and fifth divine pillars, but it was impossible to make up for it.
Therefore, even if Ning Jiujiu builds it, the separation of the last divine pillar from the previous divine pillars will most likely be a hidden danger.
Ning Changjiu shook his head gently and said: "Don't think about this now, that thing has already caught up."
"That thing?" Lu Married asked: "What is it?"
Ning Changjiu said: "If I guess correctly, it should be the Divine Lord Tianji..."
Liu Xiwan was surprised again. She thought that the spear was something like the Poseidon's spear. Now that she heard the truth, her head was messier than her hair: "I... I'm just a fledgling, and I'm about to become the enemy of the God? How can this compare? Is Jiange still dangerous?"
Ning sighed for a long time and smiled helplessly: "This is what you get for being a traitor."
Liu Xiwan raised her head and looked at a water mirror rising from the Golden Crow. The picture reflected by the water mirror was what the Golden Crow's eyes saw.
They were flying over the sea in Nanming. There were no stars or moon in the sky, it was pitch black, and the world was filled with a strange silvery gray.
"Where are we going?" Liu Xiwan asked.
Ning Changjiu said: "Go to the uninhabited land deep in Nanming."
"Why?"
"The God Lord was born to protect order and should care about the common people. But at this moment, the order to kill us is higher than anything else. He will not care about the life and death of other living beings." Ning Jiujiu said: "Although we act in the name of righteousness, but It’s better not to disturb other sentient beings.”
When the Saint started the Divine War five hundred years ago, in order to avoid the death of innocent people, he also tried his best to move mountains and cities before clearing one battlefield.
Liu Xiwan looked at him and couldn't help but think of what Ke Wenzhou said, "A saint comes once every five hundred years..."
Lu Marry was not listening to Ning Changjiu's words. She stared at the water mirror, her sword eyes narrowed, and a cold light burst out.
"We seem to be trapped." Lu Marion said.
Before he finished speaking, outside the Golden Crow Divine Kingdom, the sound of thousands of horse hooves sounded almost at the same time, like a sudden rainstorm.
On the water mirror, a shadow appeared like a ghost.
It was a pale and handsome centaur figure. The centaur's hand held a golden straight spear. His body was flowing with the color of silver. On his back, hundreds of silver blades broke through the back and pierced out. They were half hanging and half unfolding. Like wings made of blades.
The silver divine horse blocked the way, its golden spear already raised high.