Seeing that Xiao Naihe neither agreed nor refused, Qi Liansongping sighed softly: "It's up to you!"
Qi Liansongping turned his hand back, and the clouds on his body continued to gather and wrap around his body. His spiritual thoughts flashed and turned into a beam of lightning, and finally disappeared at the edge of the sky.
"Qilian Songping, this is not a simple person. He is not like the Immortal Elder, who secretly supports any of the seven contenders for God and wins favor. The Immortal Elder has clearly stated his support for Wu Shen Yi. Once Wu Shen Yi becomes the next If God says it, he will definitely get the secret of the contemporary God's promotion to the unity of origin. For the immortal elder, that is a huge opportunity. No matter how many secret treasures there are, they cannot compare with this great opportunity. "
Xiao Naihe said suddenly.
On the contrary, although Qilian Songping was no worse than the Immortal Elder in terms of power and power, he did not express his support for anyone. Just because of this kind of temptation, and Qilian Songping was able to resist it, Xiao Naihe couldn't help but be impressed.
"But Bei Songyang is not dead, and he has cultivated to the current level, and may even reach the relics of Jiu Wu Youhuang. This is a big trouble. I must find a way to get this relic from Bei Songyang's mouth. ”
Xiao Naihe thought again and recalled what had just happened.
Xiao Naihe has been planning the relics of Jiu Wu Youhuang's godhead for a long time, and now there is no way he would give up.
Not only may the ruins contain the divine personality of the Nine Witches Youhuang, but also clues to the secrets of the witch clan being wiped out and the 'Yuchen Witch Book' can be found in the ruins.
Xiao Naihe had a hunch that once he stepped into this ruins, he would be able to get his answer. This ruins was very important to him, crucial!
Ever since he merged with the Tianji Platform and derived the Tianji Star Chart, Xiao Naihe's premonitions have never been wrong.
Now that he felt this thought, Xiao Naihe's mood immediately calmed down.
… …
At this time, in the void that is unknown for hundreds of thousands of miles, in the endless flow of void, the meteorites are flying, as if they are constantly hitting and squeezing, making loud noises.
And in this void, a figure kept flying.
This man was Bei Songyang, who had fought against Xiao Naihe not long ago. At this time, Bei Songyang's face was slightly pale, because he received a thunderous blow from Xiao Naihe at the end, which caused a trace of blood damage in his body. .
"Xiao Naihe, Xiao Naihe. I remember you. Bei Nanyi, why would the person who inherits your mantle have such an opportunity? It's not just you, even this Xiao Naihe dares to resist me. I will never let him go. ”
Bei Songyang's face suddenly showed a hint of sinisterness and cruelty. His voice seemed like an extremely ferocious monster, and the murderous intent revealed was constantly blending together, making it very terrifying.
Then, Bei Songyang clenched his fists tightly and blasted them out into the void, making a loud noise. A powerful fist hit them and directly collided with countless meteorites, smashing them into pieces and flying across the void. Shuttle's stream of meteorites.
Bei Songyang punched out and let out a breath of evil breath. At this time, his sanity suddenly recovered.
"Are you Bei Songyang? Yes, half a step without source is just one step away from entering the realm of sourcelessness. If you are the source of unity, there will be the fourth source of unity in the world."
At this time, in the endless flow of void, a voice suddenly sounded, as if the luck of the world had gathered here, and a wave of magic sound was heard.
In the distance, at the moment when a red fireball slowly flew up, it showed the same scorching sun shape as the Ancient Golden Crow.
Bei Songyang's eyes moved and he immediately locked on the fireball. His pupils shrank tightly and his body suddenly started to spin.
Every trace of skin and flesh on his body seemed to be screaming. Not only that, at this moment, his cold hairs all seemed to be flashed by lightning and stood up in excitement.
"who?"
An expert like Bei Songyang felt a very uncomfortable thought at this time.
After hearing this mysterious voice, Bei Songyang seemed to be torn apart by the implications of the voice.
"Who am I? You may or may not know! But since you are on my territory, everything must follow my rules. You are a master, although you have only reached the half-step Wuyuan realm. Compared to that time , you are still too far behind, that's why I turn a blind eye. But now that you have violated my rules, I have to teach you a lesson to let you know that there is a world outside the world, and there are people outside the world. "
When this sound sounded again, it seemed as if countless small worlds were suddenly derived, constantly forming in the void, directly wrapping the endless void flow.
In a space with a radius of one hundred thousand miles, time suddenly seemed to have stopped without a single sound, making Bei Songyang feel a very terrifying fluctuation at that moment.
"What?"
At that moment, when he saw this mysterious power coming, Bei Songyang's body shook violently, and he quickly stepped back. With a turn of his steps, he was 30,000 miles away in a flash.
At this time, Bei Songyang didn't even see the other party's appearance.
"This person is so powerful, so powerful. Is there such a terrifying person in the world? I am no match for him."
Although Bei Songyang was reluctant to admit it, the moment he felt this slight fluctuation in power, his body was the first to react.
His body trembled slightly, clearly indicating that he was no match for this mysterious man.
How powerful is Beisongyang? Even Xiao Naihe couldn't defeat the opponent easily before, and then the opponent reversed the situation and was almost plotted by Bei Songyang.
But now, Bei Songyang was actually forced to retreat continuously by a mysterious man whose face he couldn't even see. He was extremely surprised, and using his spiritual thoughts, he hurriedly retreated back.
"I said I would teach you a lesson, and I just want to teach you a lesson. If I let you leave here safely today, then you will immediately explode your golden body and dissipate into the heaven and earth. Otherwise, you will be acting like God."
The flow of breath in the voice became very obvious and swept up all of a sudden. After Bei Songyang heard it, his whole body shook again and he quickly retreated.
"Heaven beyond, the Lord of Danting!"
At this time, Bei Songyang finally knew what this person was.
The other party turned out to be the Lord of Alchemy, the most mysterious existence in the 3,300 worlds.
Danting's power has spread to 3,300 worlds, and it can be said to be one of the most powerful forces in the world. Even the demon world and the demon world are faintly inferior to Danting.
As for such a behemoth in the God Realm, when Danting was growing up, they did not take action against it. The reason was because of the mysterious God in Danting.
Many people know that the current God of Danting should be the same as Bai Wuji, the Lord of the God Realm, a master of Wuyuan who belongs to the unity of origin.
That's why Hua Xiang, Pan Lingzi, Jun Yongye, Yan Yan and others want to get the secret of being promoted to the realm of Wuyuan from this god.
In fact, Bei Songyang also had this plan, but in his subconscious mind, he looked down on this Danting God, who was mysterious and pretentious.
Even Bei Songyang felt that even if he was half-step Wuyuan, there would be a gap between him and the original unity, but the gap would not go far.
Now that he had a brief encounter with the Lord Danting, Bei Songyang realized how naive and ridiculous his previous thoughts were.
"Is this the origin of unity, the true sourceless existence?"
Bei Songyang's body and soul were almost torn apart by this thunderous sound, and the thunder that was originally revealed in the void was instantly shattered.
"Unity of origin, sourceless realm. Bei Songyang, you should be practicing the magical powers of the Witch Clan more than 6,000 years ago. I didn't expect that since that man died, there are still people practicing the magical powers of the Witch Clan, and they have reached this level. Come on, you are very good."
God's laughter came, but when it reached Bei Songyang's ears, it seemed extremely terrifying. His whole body was shocked, trembling, shaking his head, and beating violently.
"Witch**!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Bei Songyang's head suddenly released thousands of rays of light, and each ray of light seemed to form a small world.
Countless small worlds rotated one after another, emerging in the void of heaven and earth. At the same time, these divine thoughts were also protecting his body, making Bei Songyang safe.
But somewhere inside, there was a sudden "tearing" sound, as if something was breaking apart.
"The power of life and death."
At this moment, a space crack suddenly shattered from the front, and the mysterious giant palm came out from this space. It stretched out its hand and covered it toward the front, covering the sky fiercely. .
The small thousand worlds that originally appeared above Bei Songyang's head were all shattered at this time, and endless cracks appeared.
"Ahh..."
Bei Songyang's screams came out, and his body seemed to have been torn apart by this giant palm. His flesh and blood were bloody, and he suddenly looked extremely terrifying and ferocious.
Suddenly, bursts of mist condensed in the void and turned into a human figure, finally enveloping Bei Songyang's entire soul.
"**The divine voice is as urgent as the law, escape!"
Bei Songyang's voice suddenly became extremely sharp, but his energy and blood were very weak.
After being partially shattered by the Alchemy God's method, Bei Songyang now seems to have aged hundreds of years. This kind of injury will take at least hundreds of thousands of years to recover.
"Walk!"
In the end, Bei Songyang dragged his broken body, as well as his soul and thoughts, all into the depths of the void, disappearing without a trace.
And the mysterious voice that originally attacked Bei Songyang did not come out again, and a figure slowly emerged in the void.
This figure was wrapped in mist, and even its facial features could not be seen.
Only for a moment did his eyes flicker like lights, very mysterious.
"Bei Songyang, the magical power of the witch clan?"
At this time, a crystal clear thought suddenly appeared in the foggy hands of Lord Danting. This divine thought was actually forcibly captured from Bei Songyang's soul before.
Then the Lord Danting opened his fingers and squeezed it down hard. The countless ashes turned into by his spiritual thoughts surged directly into the mind of the Lord Danting.
For a moment, the Danting God's bright eyes flickered again, and a voice came out slightly: "Huh? This Bei Songyang actually has such a background. Not only that, the young man he fought against in his memory , it should be Xiao Naihe who is next to Liu Xiu. I heard that this son is called the Holy Son of the Three Cultivations and is a person after the Taigu Sage. I didn't expect that he was the heir to Bei Nanyi's mantle, and he even got Sakyamuni's Great Sun Tathagata. Mudra, this kind of opportunity..."
At this time, the light in Danting Tianzhu's eyes became slightly sharpened, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
After a while, I saw his palm stretched out, as if he wanted to grab it in the void, and a handful of airflow solidified into strange crystals.
"It seems that we have to meet him. The successor of Bei Nanyi. Since he is on the Central Continent now, I will go there."
The words fell slightly, and then the mist on the body of Lord Danting suddenly disappeared.
Xiao Naihe, who was far away in the Central Continent, was leaning near Tianmen.
And a voice rang out from his mind, each word powerful and sonorous.
"Xiao Naihe, did you fight someone else just now?"
The owner of this voice is none other than Mr. Long.
Mr. Long also felt something strange, and quickly turned his spiritual thoughts into a thread, which was transmitted into Xiao Naihe's mind.
This kind of magical power is not uncommon. In the late ninth level, one can spread one's thoughts to a distance of one hundred thousand miles or even hundreds of thousands of miles.
Xiao Naihe also has this magical power. If he wants to, he can turn his voice into a thread and send it directly into Yantian Pavilion.
When he and Mr. Long were in this state, distance no longer meant anything.
In an instant, you can travel around the world.
After Xiao Naihe received Mr. Long's voice, he was not pretentious, "I met a troublesome person, but I have driven him away. There is probably no danger in the next period of time."
"Is it the person who plotted against you before you came to the Central Continent?"
"Yes, but I still don't understand his identity."
Xiao Naihe deliberately concealed Bei Songyang's identity. He didn't even tell Qilian Songping, and Mr. Long was no exception.
"Really, be careful, after all, this center..."