I inherited my husband's divine position

Chapter 647 Looking around

Shang Zhongsheng was thinking about the goblin and Mi August, and suddenly felt movement in Mi Feixue.

The giant force that previously carried Mi Feixue was recovered, and now under Mi Feixue's feet was a floating magic weapon, flying in one direction.

At this time, Shang Zhongsheng discovered that Mi Feixue's reaction had been too calm until now, and her eyes had been staring in the direction where she was going.

There is……

Shang Zhongsheng thought for a moment and remembered that it was the source of the Qingdeng Dao's hundred-year-old Taoist eruption.

When a Tao seed breaks out, no matter whether it is a success or a failure, the first thing to be destroyed is the source, which is no different from the self-destruction of a spiritual master.

What was Mi Feixue doing there at this time?

He had already raided that place and it was in ruins.

Suddenly, a nerve in Shang Zhongsheng's eyes jumped.

Unknown and hidden veins have the ability to conceal themselves, and their source must be even more concealed.

The ruins he swept away may not be a kind of deception, deceived by his own pride and soul consciousness.

This natural disaster plant started after the Green Lantern Dao Seed broke out. Could it be that its outbreak switch is the Green Lantern Dao Seed? So is its core hidden in the same place as Qingdeng Taoism?

Such a simple answer is in front of them, but people subconsciously ignore it, thinking that everything is not that easy, forgetting that sometimes the most dangerous places are relatively safe.

A trace of anger flashed across Shang Zhongsheng's face. He had not encountered such an embarrassing situation for a long time.

Even if he makes a small mistake now, no one would dare to laugh at him.

Shang Zhongsheng still remembered this hatred as if he was being played by someone, and blamed it on Yangmai.

His speed was far faster than Mi Feixue's magical weapon. He arrived at Mi Feixue's side in an instant and asked with a smile: "Have you found the source?"

Mi Feixue nodded.

Shang Zhongsheng glanced at her left eye.

At this time, the abnormality in Mi Feixue's eyes had disappeared, and his eyes were the usual matte charcoal black color.

The two of them arrived at the place where Qingdeng Taoism broke out almost in parallel.

This used to be the important place of the inner hall of Qingdeng Road, but now only the ruins of the Black Pit remain, and I don’t know what it looked like originally.

Mi Feixue and Shang Zhongsheng, who arrived at this time, didn't care about this either.

The shadow spell from Shang Zhongsheng covered this place without leaving any gaps.

Mi Feixue was not as powerful as him at all. She bent down and was about to pick up the target.

A soft call that only Mi Feixue could hear came, and a touch from the gods fell on her shoulder from afar.

Mi Feixue's bending movement stopped midway, the cold aura around her softened, and she tilted her head to look over her right shoulder.

Shang Zhongsheng, who was standing on her right, noticed her strange movements. He followed her line of sight and saw that there was nothing in the air, but his heart palpitated inexplicably. It was strange that he could not express it in words.

Until Mi Feixue's eyes turned to his face, the intersection of their eyes broke some kind of boundary, causing Shang Zhongsheng to escape from that moment of perception.

"What?" Shang Zhongsheng blurted out.

Mi Feixue pointed to the ground, "This."

Shang Zhongsheng accurately picked up a pebble as big as his little finger from the sand according to what she pointed out, but there was a doubt lingering in his heart: Is this what I asked?

He recalled that he came here with Mi Feixue, and then saw Mi Feixue bending down to pick something up. He turned to look at each other... and then met Mi Feixue's eyes.

Everything seems to be fine.

Shang Zhongsheng cut the stone in his hand while thinking. Perhaps feeling the threat to his life, the seed that had been silent since it was picked up suddenly sprouted, and its roots grew wildly and enveloped Shang Zhongsheng.

Shang Zhongsheng's figure wrapped in a human-shaped rhizome broke apart. The pebbles fell to the ground, and the roots melted into the earth and disappeared in the blink of an eye. A small bud sprouted on the pebbles, and in less than two or three seconds, it sprouted leaves and blossomed.

The flowers are pink and white in color, with five-petal yellow pistils, and are as delicate as a copper coin. They are no different from fragile wildflowers on the roadside.

Shang Zhongsheng's figure reappeared, looking gloomily at this pitiful and ordinary-looking little flower, and the shadow blade strangled it without leaving a trace.

He said to Mi Feixue: "Do you know how many miles of underground veins this flower has grown in just three seconds?"

Mi Feixue shook her head absentmindedly, still thinking about the feeling that had just been pressed on her shoulder.

It was August who wouldn't let her touch the stone flower.

Is August worried about her getting hurt?

Shang Zhongsheng's focus at this moment was not on Mi Feixue, so he didn't notice that she was distracted. He seemed to be telling Mi Feixue, or just talking to himself, "The goblin quit hundreds of years ago." In the central land of Lingzhou, we have all been deceived. I am afraid that those evil spirits are not dead, and they have been secretly lurking in the Brahma Changtian for hundreds of years, and they have not been discovered. The identity of the spy is just that of the Yang Pulse spy, and no one knows how many forces have hidden the secret hand of the goblin in the past few hundred years."

The land in the distance collapsed one after another, and from a distance it looked like a pouring wave.

The answer to Shang Zhongsheng's previous question is right in front of him.

Within three seconds of the flower blooming, dozens of kilometers of land were transformed into wasteland.

This kind of disaster power surpasses that of high-level spiritual masters and is comparable to the power of the throne.

If it didn't happen early, be eliminated in time, and let it continue to pollute silently, even the throne might not be able to reach its disastrous power.

Night tour in the divine realm.

The God of Night Wandering sits here and watches all directions, just in case something happens and he can remedy the situation at any time.

Another reason is that it is not convenient to stay in the surrounding areas for the time being, so I have to stay in my personal realm.

On the left is Tongxiguan, where the mortal continent is experiencing a treacherous tide. The visitors from Lingzhou are fighting fiercely with the evil creatures. It would be inconvenient for him to go there due to the constraints of the priesthood.

On the right is the progress of the underworld and the crypt passage, and it is still inconvenient for him to stay.

Above is Li Jingsheng's quiet room in the Yangmai Fangcao Pavilion Zoo. If you are close to Yangshen's territory, you will be sensed at close range.

In the middle is Mi Feixue who is in Qingdeng Road.

It was also the main place where Ye Youshen focused on watching the other three parties without any accident.

Not long ago, when His Son of God was about to bend down to pick up the stone flower seeds stained with the aura of the Yang God, the God of Night Travel reached into the screen and gently pressed Mi Feixue's shoulders.

"Don't touch"

The Stone Flower seeds cannot hurt Mi Feixue, but Yang Shen's aura will detect strange seeds upon contact, which will definitely attract Yang Shen's attention.

Before she could go deep into the Yang Veins and dig out more of the Yang Veins and the secrets of the goblin, the less Yang Shen noticed Mi Feixue, the better, so as to avoid alerting the enemy.

In contrast, if Shang Zhongsheng solves the Stone Flower, the Yang God behind it may not care, and even if he pays a little attention, he will not pay attention to a person building the throne.

From the gods he has come into contact with, Yeyoushen understands how arrogant they are and look down on the existence of the human race, so it is not difficult to predict some of their reactions.

Yeyoushen listened to what Shang Zhongsheng said at the same time and said softly: "Even the throne of human spiritual cultivation has limited knowledge and has not been able to glimpse the higher rules of the world and does not know the existence of gods. So he can When you think of fairies secretly causing trouble, you don’t think of gods controlling you.”

This created the world as a board, and the human race as a chess piece. They were played by the gods without knowing it, and they could only complain about the unfair fate until they died.