Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 1194 Secret Realm, Ladder! (1)
But if before that, Yun Muchen knew that Ling Wushuang was a man who had four Primordial Treasures in his hands, or five to be precise, plus a coincidence to get the sixth one, he did not know how deep he had broken into the Dark Saint. The super dangerous elements in the temple, he must be in a hurry.

Not to mention forcibly taking away all the primordial treasures in her hands, at least one must be taken away just in case, after all, if she approached the Frozen Throne rashly when she was more than deep, no one would dare to pat her chest and bear the consequences .

"You." Daohe's face changed color for a while, seeing Ling Wushuang's face with a smile that made him want to run up and beat her up, and finally boiled it down to deep comfort.

Such an opportunity is really envious of others.

"Then this Suihou pearl?" Daohe immediately frowned.

Yun Muchen nodded slightly unobtrusively. Although he was in a state of not interfering in small things in the mainland before, he knew something about it, "Sui Hou Zhu was in the hands of the colorful white dragon deer in Wanli Luyuan before, but it seems that after its fall, , and disappeared without a trace.”

At this time, Yun Muchen was also entangled in regret. He had too many scruples before, so he didn't care about the matter of Hongmeng's treasure. He thought it would be best to disappear, but the current form is mainly because of Lou Junyan. Speaking of the straw-like hope, Yun Muchen naturally wanted to be able to gather all six primordial treasures in his hands, so that he would be prepared.

"Not good." Lou Junyan and Ling Wushuang said almost in unison.

Daohe was surprised, "What's wrong."

Lou Junyan's face suddenly turned cold, and he raised his eyes, "The Sui Hou Pearl is most likely in the hands of Shengqin."

"What." Dao and his eyebrows twitched. Today's Shengqin is no different from the great devil in ancient times, Holy Infant!
Ling Wushuang and Lou Junyan quickly exchanged a clear look, then glanced at Daohe and Yun Muchen, and slowly stated the basis of her guess, "Besides the hammer of the gods, it was the Guangming Holy Soul Palace at that time. Someone helped the White Deer King, and I guess that the disappearance of the White Deer King for no reason is also inseparable from the people in the Holy Soul Hall."

Shengqin was later the Holy Son of Guangming, and she believed that that guy knew the movements of the Guangming Holy Soul Hall well a long time ago. If the Sui Hou Pearl really fell into the hands of the Holy Soul Hall, it must be Shengqin in the end. Used.

"From this point of view, things seem a little tricky." Dao He frowned fiercely.

In terms of power, the Marquis Sui Pearl is not the most important treasure of primordial mists, but if you want to summon the Frozen Throne, you must have both of them. One missing is no different from missing six.

Yun Muchen's expression was also a bit worried, "Girl Wushuang, you must be careful in what you do, but you must not let that devil, the Holy Infant, take advantage of your loopholes." After pondering for a while, he said meaningfully, "As the Holy Infant's life soul gradually fully awakens, his memories of the ancient times will only become clearer and clearer. It can be said that in this world, only the Holy Infant knows the Frozen Throne best."

Although there are old sayings and legends that the Frozen Throne almost rejects any profound master who approaches it, and its shocking power is unlimited, but there is no absolute for everything. Yun Muchen knows that the Demon Race, the Beiming Family, and the Fengdu Some people have been playing its idea.

Ling Wushuang was naturally aware of Yun Muchen's worries, so he nodded and said, "I will take care of it properly."

"Yeah." Yun Muchen was slightly relieved.

Lou Junyan looked around with dark eyes, and his thin lips lightly opened the condensed voice like ice blasting through the water, "The matter of the Frozen Throne is put on hold for now, the most urgent thing is to find the altar of the gods, and then talk about other things."

It is true that the Frozen Throne is a good thing, but it is only for admiration now. It can be said that no one has the ability to approach it, let alone control it. Lou Junyan is confident, but it does not mean that he will blindly big.

"Jun Yan is right."

Daohe nodded again and again, and his eyes followed the empty hall, "Let's go around and see if we find anything. The ancient temple is really too big. If we delay any longer, we don't know where to find it." When the time comes, there is no guarantee that nothing will happen.”

"it is good."

Ling Wushuang also stopped investigating the Frozen Throne, inspected the empty and dilapidated hall, and suggested, "Let's take a look separately."

"Alright." Yun Muchen and Daohe looked at each other, stepped out, and then one went to the outer hall and the other to the inner hall, looking around while walking, trying not to let anyone go clues.

"Jun Yan, I'll go here to have a look, you go there, and we'll meet here later." After explaining roughly, Ling Wushuang waved his white robe and long sleeves and turned around, wandering around the hall in a leisurely manner.

Lou Junyan hummed lightly, but his eyes kept looking straight ahead.

"Really, except for the dust, there are stone pillars." Ling Wushuang carefully inspected the surroundings, looking from bottom to top along the ancient and magnificent Panlong stone pillars, but did not find anything useful.

"It seems that this great hall is really desolate, without even a piece of gold brick." Ling Wushuang murmured a little depressingly, there was no layout map of a corner of the ancient temple, it seemed that he had to look elsewhere.

However, at this moment, Ling Wushuang found that Lou Junyan's eyes were looking straight ahead, his hands were folded in his sleeves, and he was standing with his hands behind his back, as if he had been standing there without moving.

"What's the matter, Jun Yan, what did you find?" Ling Wushuang couldn't help but wonder, and walked back to him slowly, turning his head to follow his eyes, and his eyes fell on the throne directly in front of him covered by dusty cobwebs. superior.

What's wrong with this thing?

"There is nothing here, and there is no hint pointing to the altar of the gods." At this time, Yun Muchen and Daohe also came back here to meet, and the two looked at each other and shook their heads. Judging from their expressions, they didn't find anything useful.

When Lou Junyan heard the words, he smiled coldly, "That's not necessarily the case."

Yun Muchen and Daohe were full of astonishment and puzzlement, but before the two of them had time to make any movements, the tall figure of Lou Junyan next to him appeared in a flash, the wind swirled, the dust rose, and in the blink of an eye The cobweb-covered throne took on a new look, and in the next second, Lou Junyan's inky black robe lifted up with the breeze, and Xin's long body slowly sat down.

The posture of looking down on the sky, the state of being king of the world!
Ling Wushuang raised his brows lightly, and saw Lou Junyan's slender fingers slowly clasping the armrest of the throne, the icy color flickered faintly, making his fine-grained hands seem to be coated with a light layer of moonlight, transporting profound energy It was poured in, and then a clicking sound was heard from nowhere.

"bump!"

There was a crisp sound, like the sound of jade breaking.

Suddenly, the whole hall began to shake, the noise was not loud, but it caused the dust and cobwebs on the dome to fall down, Ling Wushuang quickly stabilized his figure, and his clear eyes shot out. Shine with joy.

(End of this chapter)