Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 1209 Miracle of Nine Dragons! (2)
The way of heaven is always notarized and fair. The stronger the power you gain, the more difficult the challenges you need to accept. There is nothing wrong with it. Nothing in this world comes out of thin air.

"Ow—"

Suddenly there was a long howl, like a faint dragon chant coming from a distant world, the struggle of the trapped beast was not obvious in the rumbling noise, but Ling Wushuang jumped up from the ground in shock, Yun Muchen's and Daohe's gazes also stared at that side instantly.

Ling Wushuang pursed her red lips tightly, her heart skipped a beat, "It's Jun Yan's voice."

The man's hoarse humming and roaring was the voice Ling Wushuang was most familiar with. It sounded like the situation was very bad, and Lou Junyan couldn't bear the roaring. It's hard to imagine how powerful this terrifying force is. And know.

"It won't be anything." Daohe was also a little uncertain at this time.

Ling Wushuang's tone was firmer than anyone else's, one step faster than Yun Muchen's, "No, I believe in Jun Yan."

After she finished speaking, she fixed her eyes on the semi-transparent beam of light, remained motionless, gradually clenched her silver teeth, her scorching eyes seemed to pierce it through, and her hands in her sleeves were suddenly frightened.

Yun Muchen and Daohe glanced at each other and fell silent.

Lou Junyan's roaring and muffled sound gradually dissipated, and only the exaggerated booming noise could be heard reverberating, which seemed to shake the entire world, making the large and empty central altar feel inexplicably quiet and strange. .

The more anxious you are, the slower time passes.

Ling Wushuang waited and waited for Lou Junyan, who was still missing, to come out of the battle, but he didn't hear any more noises. He felt impetuous, and in desperation finally chose to meditate on the spot, recuperate and practice on the spot, to kill the maddening time.

The central altar of the protoss is like a ten-thousand-year ice cave when it is calm, and it is as ferocious as a volcanic lava when it wakes up.

The attributes of these two heavens make it full of the aura that strangers should not enter, ancient and distant, but there is one thing that is still very desirable, that is the original power of the surrounding world, it is like a giant empty magnet, Absorbing the power of heaven and earth and filling it, the small space inside the altar can be said to be hard to buy. For the cultivation of Xuanshi, it is indeed a rare blessing and treasure.

In the blink of an eye, another month has passed.

"Brother Yun, there is no way for us to wait like this." Lian Daohe finally lost his composure, glanced at Ling Wushuang who was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed, and then took a deep look at the seemingly calm The beam of light, the gentle face is full of tangles.

Yun Muchen had no choice but to walk forward slowly, stroking his long beard and sighing, "But we have no other choice but to wait."

On the road to awakening talent, there is no one else to help, it can only rely on personal good fortune, not to mention that even if he wants to help, he can't find any way to break the barrier of light beams around this circle. Just kidding, and after escaping into such a polar region for millions of years, it has become more and more unfathomable.

"But the problem is, we are now even—" Daohe said suddenly, but stopped suddenly, glanced at Ling Wushuang who was sitting cross-legged beside him with a peaceful expression, and finally gritted his teeth and endured it.

I don't even know if I'm dead or alive!

Yun Muchen didn't know Daohe's thoughts, but he could only comfort himself at this time, saying in a low voice, "No, if that's the case, the central formation of the altar will be automatically activated soon." dissipate."

Although Yun Muchen said so, as time went by, his patience and confidence gradually faded away.

Among them, there is no longer any sound. On the one hand, the main reason is that he has lived his whole life and read all kinds of ancient books, but he has never heard of it. It takes a few months for anyone with talent to wake up!
Even if the famous ancient protoss' talent of killing the emperor is awakened, it only took less than a month. It is already exaggerated enough to finally achieve nirvana and obtain a peerless physique. Now two months are almost over. Isn't this a joke with him?
Lou Junyan had already fallen into the central altar, this was the only guess Yun Muchen could think of at this time, and the bad premonition in his heart was getting stronger and stronger.

Daohe and Yun Muchen are anxious here, but Ling Wushuang is extremely indifferent at this time, sitting cross-legged, motionless like a statue, it feels like a way to pass through the irritability period and successfully reach another place. Transcendent state of the general.

Yun Muchen and Daohe looked at each other with strange expressions, did this girl take the wrong medicine?

"How to do?"

Daohe was at his wit's end, at this moment, every second seemed extremely difficult, he and Yun Muchen both secretly thought of taking the risk to break through the barrier, because there might still be a chance of survival.

"boom!"

With a vision, the Three Realms trembled.

Both Yun Muchen and Daohe were staggered by the sudden tremor, and after stabilizing their figures, they quickly exchanged glances, "What's the noise?" After reflexively questioning, Yun Muchen turned his head to look at the beam of light , Molulu ecstatically, "There, the position of the central altar came from there!"

His voice trembled uncontrollably, as if he was reborn after a catastrophe.

Ling Wushuang seemed to have sensed something, and before the two of them called her, her clear eyes opened abruptly, she woke up from a sudden realization, she lifted her skirt and quickly got up and took a few steps forward. His eyes showed joy, "Jun Yan."

"Boom!"

This loud vibration came even more quickly and astonishingly. The nebula in the sky twisted, and some spots of light were shining brightly. The dark purple and deep yellow mottled flickered on and off. The boulders in the circle are swinging from side to side crazily, crumbling.

The nebula twisted, the sky spun, and countless space black holes emerged and disappeared.

"It's not so exaggerated." Ling Wushuang's figure also swayed.

She had no doubts at all that if it lasted for more than ten seconds, the central altar would probably be destroyed.

"boom!"

Immediately afterwards, there was a shocking loud noise, as if the silver screen had exploded, but it was multiplied by tens of millions of times. The terrifying sound made people instantly feel like a crack had broken in the entire continent. With a wave, he led Yun Muchen and Dao He into the Suo Shen Pagoda in the fastest time.

"what!"

The man's clear whistle seemed to come out across time and space.

The desperation that was suppressed to the extreme erupted, and the joy of being freed from restraints was fully revealed in this long roar.

"Om-"

Accompanied by countless waves of light, they suddenly struck in the next second, spreading towards the surroundings with the force of a tsunami, and the central beam of light shattered, turning into countless sharp knives and cutting through the surrounding solid giant rocks, sending out hair-raising waves. The numb touches made a crisp sound, leaving dense traces of deep and visible bones, like scars all over the place.

(End of this chapter)