The best golden pupil

Chapter 977 Biological Child
"If you enter, the child will definitely die!"

This voice, constantly echoing in Ning Tao's ears, was like thunder rolling in the sky, extremely frightening.

The sole of Ning Tao's raised foot suddenly stopped, and his whole body was as stiff as petrification, like a living sculpture.

"Uh!"

He turned his head with a stiff neck, and looked at Qingyang with disbelief, his expression extremely surprised.

What does it mean that if I enter, the child will definitely die? What kind of bullshit is this? Does it have anything to do with me?
Not only Ning Tao couldn't figure it out, Miao Jingjing was also puzzled, it was the first time she heard such a strange thing.

"Brother, please explain clearly, what is going on here, what does it mean that if I enter, she will die?"

Hearing Ning Tao's question, Qingyang's face was troubled, his brows were furrowed, as if hesitating to speak out.

The surrounding temperature is getting higher and higher, and the big sun in the sky is getting more and more dazzling, as if echoing here, the entire back mountain is very strong, as if it is about to evolve into a forbidden area.

Seeing that he still refused to speak, Ning Tao's brows were filled with evil spirits, and his eyes were extremely cold. Is this deliberately delaying him?

Just when Ning Tao was about to take another step, Qingyang suddenly said: "Junior brother, listen to me, the situation is urgent now, you can let this saint go in, she can help."

Hearing this, Ning Tao frowned even deeper, and said angrily: "Brother, what do you mean, why can she go in, but I can't, are you deliberately playing me?"

Hearing this, Qingyang's complexion changed drastically, and he hurriedly explained anxiously: "No, that's not the case, the saint can be of great help if she goes in, and other people can too, but only you can't...!"

As soon as this sentence came out, Qingyang regretted it, subconsciously closed his mouth, and looked at Ning Tao anxiously.

Just as he expected, Ning Tao's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and the muscles on his face were twitching faintly, as if he was on the verge of rage.

The surrounding area is getting hotter and hotter, and several people are sweating profusely, their clothes are wet and dry, dry and wet.

And Ning Tao's emotions gradually merged with the temperature, and every breath was filled with terrifying Yang power fluctuations.

He was silent for a moment, the atmosphere was oppressive, his eyes gradually became cold, and finally he spit out a few words slowly.

"Brother, I'm sorry!"

As soon as the words fell, in Qingyang's ever-shrinking pupils, one foot was about to step into the cave.

"No~!"

Roaring hysterically, he even forgot whether he had made a sound, only knowing that his mouth was wide open.

And Ning Tao, who was about to step into the cave, suddenly, his eyelids twitched wildly, and he suddenly looked into the cave with a warning sign in his heart.

"Returning Wind Palm!"

It seemed that he heard a cold shout, and a powerful palm print of spiritual power rushed towards him, mixed with the might of a god-refining expert.

Seeing this scene, Ning Tao's face turned pale, and he was about to try his best to take down the palm, but in the blink of his eyes, a beautiful figure appeared in an instant, and he slapped out the same palm.

"boom!"

There was only a loud noise, and it was really shocking that such a powerful force could be formed in this back mountain full of yang energy.

Miao Jingjing and Ning Tao took a few steps back at the same time, even though Ning Tao was only affected, he still felt his blood surging.

Is this the real god-refining powerhouse? Wudang Patriarch, with the power of a mere palm, forced the two of them back.

Miao Jingjing's pretty face was also slightly pale, and she could feel that she was far inferior to the vast strength of the person who shot.

"Oh, idiot!"

In the cave, there was an inexplicable sound of vicissitudes, as if after countless years, he had seen through the world.

"Old Ancestor, why do you even want to stop me? What's going on? Why do you all hide from me?"

I saw Ning Tao saying in grief and indignation, feeling that the whole world was betraying him, a fool, lonely in the corner.

Hearing this kind of grief and indignation, the cave was silent for a while, and then a tired voice came out, it was Master Wuwang.

"Oh, that's all. Let Qingyang tell you everything you want to know. In short, you can't enter this cave. Your Excellency, please come in and help me."

Hearing these words, Miao Jingjing was taken aback, and then looked at Ning Tao, as if she wanted to ask for his approval.

Seeing this scene, Ning Tao frowned into Sichuan characters, his eyes were deep, and after a moment of contemplation, he nodded slightly.

Seeing her agreement, Miao Jingjing immediately moved her body and shot into the cave like a clever swallow. This time, there was no obstruction.

Ning Tao, who saw all this in his eyes, had a complex expression, but he couldn't enter, he could only stare at Qingyang closely.

Feeling the scorching gaze, Qingyang's scalp tingled, and finally he sighed quietly, as if he had taken off the restraint.

"Junior brother, come with me!"

As he said that, Qingyang flashed out at an extremely fast speed. Seeing this, Ning Tao glanced at the cave full of complexity, and finally gritted his teeth and followed quickly.

In the cave, Miao Jingjing immediately saw Ye Wanqing who was crying faintly, her eyes were red and swollen, her face was full of tears, and she was wearing a white veil, covering some abrupt colors.

Moving his eyes lightly, he found that several other people were frantically instilling spiritual power into a black and white light film. The cave was filled with the power of sealing, and the source of everything was that baby.

"This is... the Yin-Yang seal!"

Miao Jingjing suddenly exclaimed, her pupils were full of shock, obviously she had heard of her name, she was very impressive.

Hearing the words, the vicissitudes old man in the first place sighed helplessly, and said bitterly: "Saint, please leave the yin power of the seal to you. Don't let the yang power pour in. Silently, you are in the auxiliary position."

Hearing these words, Miao Jingjing naturally did not hesitate. He claimed to have seen this seal in ancient books, and he knew a thing or two.

Immediately, the figure flashed, occupying the speechless main position, the handprints changed rapidly, and the negative spiritual power poured in instantly.

Although she is the weakest god of refinement, she is also a god of refinement. The spiritual power in her body is very vast, and the power of yin is even better.

The light film was supported, and the black light was erupting, and gradually leveled off with the white light, and the two were moving towards a balance point.

In the light film, a cute baby seems to be sleeping soundly, and occasionally moves, but there are tears in the corners of the eyes...!
On the hillside outside the cave, Ning Tao stood here, no matter what Qingyang said, he would never leave a step.

"Brother, the master has already spoken, you don't plan to keep it from me, do you?"

Hearing this, Qingyang's expression was complicated, and he just sighed: "It's okay to tell you, but are you mentally prepared?"

Hearing these words, Ning Tao showed a complicated face, and said impatiently: "Even if a comet hits the earth, the sky collapses and the earth collapses, and the world ends, I will be as stable as Mount Tai, and the waves will not be shocked."

Hearing this, Qingyang had a strange expression on his face, and said quietly: "You know the child born to Junior Sister Ye Wanqing, right?"

Hearing this, Ning Tao's face darkened, and he nodded. If not, how could he go to Fazhou to arrest Momins angrily.

"That's your own child!"

(End of this chapter)