But at the moment when the fingers of the old man hidden in the black robe were about to fall on the surface of the water, from within the surface of the water, a thick and dazzling blue light suddenly burst, and in a blink of an eye, the surface of the water was filled. The black robe old man touched his fingers together.
There was no sound, but there was a ring of ripples, which suddenly spread from the place where the blue light touched the old man's finger, and turned into a shock, blowing on the old man's black robe, blowing his robe with a popping sound.
"I can ignore your fishing for the moon in his well... But if you kill him, I think..." A calm voice came from the blue light on the surface of the water. After a pause, the words started again.
"I will shoot."
The black-robed old man was silent for a while, spoke hoarsely, and slowly said, "You are not the old man's opponent."
"I can make your injury worse." Lan Mang's voice remained calm.
The black-robed old man did not speak. After a long time, he seemed to sigh slightly, and his hoarse words filled.
"We have an agreement..."
"Back when you let me take a shot, I have taken a shot."
"Your wife's body, don't you want to take it back... Don't forget, you are the Five Primordial Sages..."
Lan Mang's voice fell silent. After a while, his voice echoed in the hall with oldness and fatigue.
"I am more of a father."
The hall was silent, only the candlelight made a slight burning sound. In this quiet hall, it was slightly clear, like a sound of thinking.
"Only this time..." The black-robed old man slowly turned around and walked towards the depths of the hall.
The blue light in the well dissipated silently.
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"This fellow Taoist, can you help me?"
Outside the crack in the ancient cemetery, in the thick mist, Wang Lin's steps into the crack did not stop at all because of this sentence or this nice voice.
As if he hadn't heard of it, as if he hadn't heard this sentence, his body turned into a dazzling rainbow, and he stepped directly into the distortion outside the crack.
Distorted is the mist, and even more nothingness. As Wang Lin stepped in, his whole person seemed to have left this world, his breath disappeared without a trace, and his figure disappeared in the blink of an eye by the middle-aged scribe , Entered into the crack of the ancient cemetery.
Wang Lin is not a child, nor does he have so much curiosity, nor does he have any idea of helping others without knowing the details. The middle-aged scribe, who looks like a woman, can walk all the way here. In Wang Lin's view, it is extremely terrifying. , Such a character, he does not want to contact him inexplicably.
Even if the other party promised benefits and asked him to help, Wang Lin would leave without hesitation. He is extremely clear and sane right now, and there is a slight difference from before entering the fog of this ancient cemetery, but this small difference , But it made him feel a crisis.
The more he recalled all his actions in the Primordial Stars, the more Wang Lin felt as if it was not himself, but that he had the power to enter his body in the dark, in the slightest, silently manipulating his thoughts...
As a result, when he was frightened, he became more cautious and ignored the middle-aged scribe.
Seeing that strange young man walked away at a faster speed the moment his words were uttered, the middle-aged scribe frowned, and his position at this moment, although less than a hundred feet away from the cracks in the ancient tomb, was based on himself. With powerful cultivation bases and magic weapons, he can only go here, and can't do it before going forward.
Seeing the fog rolling in the clouds, the middle-aged scribe secretly sighed, as if he became more irritable.
"It seems that if you want to forcefully step into the ancient tomb with your body, you still can't do it... The little guy has no tomb mark on his forehead... The identity of this person is ready to come out. Apart from the reckless Takusen, only that can do this. Another ancient god that caused Qimei clone to perish..."
The middle-aged scribe flashed his eyes, raised his hands and pointed at the pinch. The nine bald statues outside his body immediately flashed with light, and even when he waved his jade hand, the nine statues were radiant. Zeng, the light connected into one piece, almost completely covering his body.
For a moment, in the mist, a figure of a woman walked out of the light. This woman was beautiful, with long hair and hips. She was dressed in white, and her body was slightly transparent. It can be clearly seen inside. There are nine lines. The light circulates.
The moment the woman's figure appeared, the mist suddenly rolled in and rushed into her body, and a faint mark appeared on the center of the woman's eyebrows in an instant.
In a light sigh, the woman took a light step and stepped into the crack of the ancient cemetery at Baizhang.
As his figure stepped in, the light in the mist dissipated slightly, and the middle-aged scribe retreated from it and went straight to the rear to leave. His face was slightly pale, and when he stepped back, he said silently in his heart: "The only way to send the clone into the ancient tomb... On the body of the little ancient god, there are faint traces of fishing for the moon in the well, and there is no one who can perform this technique in Primordial Stars except him. Others, perhaps, this little ancient god and I still have the possibility of cooperating with each other... The eldest sister and the eighth sister have been missing for many years, and the second sister has found someone to cooperate with. Sen... The fifth sister robbed her of her body, so Lan Meng Dao Zun naturally went along with her... If I don't look for someone to cooperate with me, I'm afraid I will be isolated..." The middle-aged scribe gradually became farther and farther away while he was pondering.
Just as he was about to leave the fog of this ancient tomb, the middle-aged scribe suddenly flashed his eyes and stopped abruptly, looking into the distance.
The fog rolled in the distance, and a low roar was faintly heard from within, and a tyrannical aura spread suddenly, and the roaring sound contained a wave of madness.
"Even if you don't ask for it, the original god will come by himself!! You girl, shut up to the original god!! Shut up!! Shut up!!!"
A burst of rippling laughter came out under the roaring sound, the laughter was full of temptation, like a magic sound.
"I won't say anything, but the more maddening you are, the more they like it... Being with you is much happier than being with that useless Immortal Venerable..."
In an instant, you could see a huge figure, suddenly stepping out of the mist, this figure is too big, almost like a cultivating star, but its body is moving forward, constantly shrinking .
It is Tuo Sen!
At this moment, Tuo Sen's eyes were red, and he looked like crazy, with a hideous look, but there was a domineering aura that burst out, and he kept roaring as he walked, and he was about to pass in front of the Chinese scribe.
"Isn't this the third sister who has always been cold and arrogant? Why, with the cultivation of the third sister, could it not be possible to enter the ancient tomb." The voice full of temptation, with a hint of flattery, slowly spread from Tuosen's eyebrows.
The middle-aged scribe sneered, stepped back a few steps, and avoided far away from the other direction, his voice floated.
"Hu Meizi's nature is hard to change, you can smell that disgusting breath from far away."
"It's not as high as the third sister who was once a sage of Tianmen Dao. I am afraid that she is still a virgin. You were taken captive by the Immortal Venerable and raised for many years, and you have become an excellent furnace. , But I don't know who will take this advantage in the future..." The seductive voice laughed, seemingly indifferent, and gradually disappeared with Tuo Sen's figure.
A cold light flashed in the eyes of the white-robed scribe, and he went farther and farther in the cold snort.
As soon as Wang Lin stepped into the cracks in the ancient graveyard, he immediately felt the power of teleportation. Before he could see everything here, he immediately shook his body and quickly leaned back several feet, pinching his hands with his hands. Down, there were bursts of light surrounding the body, and a light and shadow that merged with itself appeared faintly.
This is due to his caution. After all, this is an ancient cemetery, and before him, many people have entered here and must be guarded.
At the moment when the light and shadow of Wang Lin's whole body appeared, but hearing a loud bang, a powerful force suddenly fell on Wang Lin's body, and it instantly met with the light and shadow outside the body.
Fortunately, Wang Lin's cautious character made him unfold the light and shadow shield before the sneak attack. At this moment, the light and shadow outside his body burst into full swing. The force of the bombardment was refracted by the light and shadow shield. Fight back!
There was a muffled hum, and someone seemed to back off in a hurry.
All of this happened between lightning and flint, almost at the same time Wang Lin stepped into the crack, someone sneaked in, but in a blink of an eye, he immediately retreated.
At this moment, Wang Lin also saw the surroundings clearly. This place was a little different from what he had seen outside the crack before. Although it was roughly similar, it was obviously not the same place.
Obviously the moment they entered the crack, everyone was scattered and sent to different areas.
The sky is dim, and the earth is a thick mist. The mist is like the sea, unfathomable, creeping slowly, sometimes opening black holes like huge mouths, as if waiting to be swallowed.
In the air, there are endless gravel platforms floating everywhere. On these platforms, heads are placed. At first glance, there are so many gravel platforms that fill the sky with no end in sight.
Right in front of Wang Lin, a middle-aged man wearing a Taoist robe hurriedly backed away. His face was pale with blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth. The look at Wang Lin revealed a look of horror.
He is the one who just attacked!
In this sky, there are dozens of monks at this moment, and these people all looked shocked at this moment. When Wang Lin's eyes were swept away, one after another subconsciously stepped back.
There was a bloody atmosphere all around, and Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and he immediately judged that these people had joined forces more than once to kill the monks who were still at a loss and fear when they were involved here.
Murder for treasure!
Farther away, there were scattered monks stepping on the platforms from the front view, but this platform seemed to be surrounded by a strange power, despite the supernatural powers, but no one could break into it.
Sweeping through, there are hundreds of monks here, but the place is too big, so it doesn't seem to be dense!