Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 1287 The Frozen Emperor, The King's Landing Finale (7)
"Front!"

The two suddenly looked at each other and spoke in unison.

A few flashes of light and shadow flashed out one after another at the end of the slightly bright passage, the huge black pit that caught the eye, and the abyss that could be stepped into at the foot, making Ling Wushuang immediately recall the bone-ridden scene at that time, thinking about it. Then, she quickly looked back at the stone wall on the left, and the light in her eyes burst out in vain.

It was here, why didn't she think of it at the time, Ling Wushuang shook her head silently when she thought of this, even if she thought of it at the time, with the strength of her saint, she couldn't do anything, she was undoubtedly courting death.

The huge deep pit black hole is roughly estimated to be at least a few miles wide, and it can't be seen at a glance. The endless dark color exudes a dangerous and mysterious atmosphere, and a frightening and terrifying atmosphere, like a tide, except for death. In addition, there is also a faint breath of exhaustion, swarming out from the depths of the black hole-like giant pit, forming gusts of wind and waves.

The surroundings spread out in an arc shape, and some stone statues were scattered scattered on the narrow cliff a few meters away.

This extremely aggressive aura is indeed extremely terrifying, but Ling Wushuang is not what it used to be. She is already in the realm of the gods, and she can walk freely here, not to mention Lou Junyan.

"It's here, it must be here." Yun Muchen was very excited, his eyes were fixed on the stone wall in front of him without blinking, his raised hands trembled slightly, and he kept chattering, "It's here, it must be here." That's right here."

"This—" Daohe's footsteps stopped suddenly, and he also noticed this.

He looked up and finally saw the dark patterns on the pitch-black stone wall.

There are several patterns carved on it, one looks like exquisite beads, the other looks like a nine-storied pagoda, and the other looks like green grass and vines. He turned his eyes to the right, and one is stick-shaped traces, one is in the shape of precious jade, and the other is in the shape of jade. The pair is similar to a large tripod, and in the middle of them is an ancient throne figure, where divine and dark powers are intertwined!
What these things are, Ling Wushuang did not understand at the beginning, but now it is self-evident.

These patterns represent the Sui Houzhu, Suo Shen Pagoda, Qianliqianteng, Ice Scepter, Jiaxuanbi, Shennong Ding, and the ancient throne figure in the middle is the Frozen Throne!
"Hurry up, Wushuang, take out those six Primordial Treasures." Yun Muchen shook his hands, his old face blushed with excitement, inserting them into it will definitely lead to the Frozen Throne!
However, as soon as Yun Muchen finished his sentence, Yun Muchen suddenly fell silent, and his eyes slowly fell on Lou Junyan. Daohe and Ling Wushuang coincidentally looked at Lou Junyan like Yun Muchen. , looking troubled.

Lou Junyan kept raising his head with his hands behind his back, looking at the image of the throne in the center, and after noticing the gazes of several people, he turned around and looked over, his eyes finally fell on Ling Wushuang, and he frowned indiscernibly, "What's the matter. "

"Jun Yan." Ling Wushuang gritted his silver teeth, walked slowly to his side, looked at him with a slight flicker of eyes, carrying a deep worry, and finally couldn't hold back, and asked, "Are you ready?" Alright, how sure are you?"

Lou Junyan smiled, "Is there a difference between one point and ten points?"

Ling Wushuang frowned, and couldn't help but sighed and smiled helplessly at Lou Junyan. Of course she knew that they had no choice now, and they had no time to hesitate.

"My life is not so easy to win." Lou Junyan finally smiled, raised his arms, and held the big palms of Ling Wu's hands tightly, giving her confidence.

Receiving Ling Wushuang's gaze, Yun Muchen nodded, and said, "The Frozen Throne is in this area, take out the six Primordial Treasures, align them with these patterns, and you will naturally be able to summon them." Get it out." After speaking, he twitched his lips again, and added two words, "Be careful."

Ling Wushuang pursed his lips, let go of Lou Junyan's hand, and waved his sleeve.

Buzzing sound, light shining, six primordial treasures appeared in front of Ling Wushuang. Rock up and down.

Both Dao and Yun Muchen were extremely nervous, they stopped breathing, and even retreated unconsciously.

Slowly, slowly, Ling Wushuang took a deep breath.

However, just when she was about to push these treasures into those patterns, the space trembled faintly without warning, and then, several flashes of light flashed, and the six primordial treasures seemed to be As if being drawn by something, they flew to the front of the pattern by themselves, placed it in the air, and returned to their positions accurately, emitting a halo of flickering light, reflecting the dark space brilliantly.

Ling Wushuang was startled for a moment, then withdrew his hand, his movements were half a beat slow.

"boom!"

Caught off guard, a dazzling light was released from the central throne pattern in vain, Ling Wushuang's pupils shrank suddenly, and before he had time to react, he was directly blasted a few feet away by the light, and hit heavily on the cliff behind him. Yibai almost passed out directly.

Confused, Ling Wushuang felt dizzy for a while, and faintly felt countless ancient murmurs lingering in her ears, as if they came from the ancient darkness of the place, chanting the incomprehensible scriptures .

"Buzz!"

The radiance is as bright as a sword out of its sheath, leveling the world!
The earth trembled, like thunder roaring, shaking the Three Realms!
The situation between Yun Muchen and Daohe was even more serious than that of Ling Wushuang. Even if the two people who had taken precautions were blown away, Yun Muchen, whose strength had already reached the middle-grade God Realm Heaven Realm, would immediately vomit a mouthful of blood. I fell down.

The sky was spinning, and countless hideous gaps were cracked on the steep stone wall. Lou Junyan stood under it as motionless as a mountain. Passing through his ink black robe, he danced wildly.

The crimson hair was a blood-stained color, which reflected the dark red in his pupils, reflecting a daunting and daunting feeling.

"Excuse!"

At the last second when the throne pattern was separated and collapsed, at the moment when the square stone wall collapsed suddenly, something shot out of the sky, like a giant beast that had been frozen for hundreds of millions of years, wrapped in a white halo , humming and roaring earth-shatteringly, releasing a dazzling light, making it hard to stare at.

"Bing, seal the throne?" Ling Wushuang fell from the cliff, his mind was buzzing, he couldn't open his eyes at all, he opened his mouth to spit out a few words silently, only feeling like he was in the clouds and fog .

The light gradually converges.

The ancient breath poured out, it was a kind of eternal power of the origin of heaven and earth.

The dark temple collapsed suddenly, and everything around it was also swept away by this force. The mountains, rivers, plants, and trees turned into flying smoke and disappeared. Above the collapsed cliff and stone pile, on the messy ruins of the earth, a throne Stand firm.

(End of this chapter)