Beauty like the cloud of the Merry Emperor

"Saint? There doesn't seem to be such a level of cultivation!" Chen Lingxuan became more and more suspicious.

"Meeting the Three Saints of Heavenly Demon and Blood, this Emperor suspected that these three Saints had no good intentions and had planned something, but he did not expect that these Three Saints used their supernatural powers to sneak into the center of the ancient star."

"Being suspicious and curious, this emperor followed the three saints all the way to the center of the ancient star, but he did not expect that here, he saw a scene that was unexpected to him."

Chen Lingxuan stared at this sentence, pondered for a moment, and said solemnly: "It seems that this Emperor Shenwu has encountered something that shocked him."

For some reason, Chen Lingxuan felt a little unwilling to continue watching. It seemed that as long as he continued to watch, he would fall into a hell. Chen Lingxuan had never experienced this kind of feeling. Although he was not surprised at all now, he seemed to be able to see the void around him and opened up a lot. The gate of hell, apply suction to yourself.

"Be calm, don't think about it!"

Chen Lingxuan muttered, and after running the Tian Yu Jue, he read on, "In the center of the ancient star, something has been produced. This thing has already transformed into a spirit. Although it is in its infancy, it is very likely that it will be produced. After countless years, Evolve into a chaos of the real universe, when that time comes, this world, all creatures in this universe will be extinct, and only this thing will remain?"

Chen Lingxuan didn't stop, his face was flat, and he looked at it in one breath, "In the center of the ancient star, there are not only the three saints of the sky blood demon, but also other saints from all over the twelve worlds, as well as countless powerful men who are as famous as me. My powerful ascetic exists, and I am amazed to participate in this battle to destroy the world."

At this point, even if it is over, what makes Chen Lingxuan puzzled is, what exactly is that thing, why is there a division of boundaries in ancient times, isn't this only in ancient times?

More than this point of doubt, Chen Lingxuan really wanted to know what kind of a saint is, but no one told him.

He had an absurd idea in his mind. I am afraid that even if he reached the upper realm, it would be difficult to solve the mystery of this problem. However, each of these mysteries, like layers of unsolvable fog clouds, shrouded him in it. Chen Lingxuan was very upset!

He didn't like this feeling, he was very upset, disgusted, and even disgusted, but after reading these, Chen Lingxuan couldn't calm down at all, thinking about what kind of shocking changes happened in this ancient time.

After half a day, Chen Lingxuan calmed down his thoughts, and turned his gaze to the Eight Immortals table. At the moment there were three jade boxes on it. With a sweep of his consciousness, he threw them into the Qiankun bag, ready to return to Qiankunzong to look at them.

Chen Lingxuan fixed his eyes on the only portrait in the hall. There was a woman in this painting who brought disaster to the country and the people. She looked like a young girl with smooth black hair, which gave Chen Lingxuan a sense of comfort.

A phoenix jade was inserted into Wufa, but judging from its workmanship and the ancient characters engraved on it, it is obviously something of a long history, but Chen Lingxuan only looked at the painting, as if he saw a living thing, the phoenix jade on the painting The panties gave him a feeling of soul shock, it seemed that if he looked at him one more time, his primordial spirit would completely collapse.

Chen Lingxuan didn't dare to look at the jade pants, and moved around the portrait. The girl fell into the air, stepping on colorful white clouds, and her white skirt was flowing, she didn't feel like a saint.

Looking at this girl's appearance, Chen Lingxuan felt a little familiar, but he had never seen this girl in the painting before, so he laughed at himself, secretly thinking that the girl in the painting must be a senior with great supernatural powers in ancient times, how could he know him?

Suddenly, the more Chen Lingxuan looked at the portrait, he seemed to become more obsessed. His originally clear eyes gradually became confused and greedy. He walked towards the wall pasted with the portrait. He seemed to have lost his soul and became a puppet.

But just when his head was about to hit the portrait, he suddenly shook his head and said in shock: "This thing is ominous, just a picture can confuse my Dao heart."

Thinking of just now, the more he looked at the portrait, the more Chen Lingxuan felt comfortable. It seemed that if he looked at it more, he could do it without practicing. It was just this kind of thought that kept on making him lose consciousness. When he woke up, he came to the portrait.

If it weren't for the black bead in the sea of ​​consciousness, at the critical moment, it seemed to know that he was in danger, and shot out a ray of light, which hurt his soul and woke him up, Chen Lingxuan would probably have to die now.

For the mysterious black beads in the sea of ​​consciousness, Chen Lingxuan couldn't tell what it was like. Although this thing seemed a bit mysterious to him, sometimes it could work and save his life.

But the more this was the case, the more suspicious Chen Lingxuan became. Ever since he obtained this bead, Xiaoyu was born from it. The last time the jade block of the first level of the Tianjin tribe fell into it, there was a change, and even the divine sense could not understand it. Sneaking into it almost made him die.

This made Chen Lingxuan feel repulsive towards this bead for the first time. Intuitively, he seemed to be able to sense that this object was a great danger to him as well as a great benefit.

Chen Lingxuan could not be moved by other treasures, but this mysterious black bead was the only time he was moved. The mysterious brilliance seemed to attract him to uncover it.

That's why he stayed and was always on guard against this bead. After all, the black bead sitting in the Sea of ​​Consciousness could destroy his primordial spirit at any time. This was one of the things Chen Lingxuan was afraid of. The black beads are not only mysterious, but there seems to be a kind of life in them.

Chen Lingxuan didn't know what this creature was, but what he could know was that it was definitely not a good thing for him.It seemed that the moment this creature woke up was the moment when he, Chen Lingxuan, died.

This feeling is very strange, as if it is likely to happen, but also seems far away.

Chen Lingxuan looked at this portrait of a woman, and was silent for a long time before carefully putting it into the Qiankun bag, staring around for a while, his brows were wrinkled, and he said solemnly, "Where is the exit?"

yes!The exit is there, and the Golden Realm is considered a checkpoint, but in this attic, there is no possibility of leaving. Wouldn't this surprise Chen Lingxuan, recalling his coming to the Golden Realm, Chen Lingxuan's complexion changed drastically, and he muttered Muttered: "Tianjin Pavilion? Tianjin Jue? Emperor Shenwu? Jinling?"

Chen Lingxuan thought of a terrifying possibility. The golden spirit was the food raised by the Tianjin tribe. Logically speaking, it is normal for this golden realm to be regarded as a relic of the Tianjin tribe.

Not to mention, there were also the Tianjin Pavilion and the Tianjin Jue, but what made Chen Lingxuan puzzled was why there was such a person as Shenwu Emperor, who left a message saying that he was physically damaged in ancient times.