Reborn Killer Supreme

Chapter 736
Shangguan Xiaoyao caressed the ancient book lying quietly on the green platform, wondering whether he should open it or not.

"Now that one book has made me age so much, if there is another book, will I be old?"

Looking at the book with complicated eyes, Shangguan Xiaoyao began to wonder if he would perish in the world if he learned all of Xia Hua Dongzhuo.

"Damn it, if I don't read on, how can I fight Wuya Wusheng!" Shangguan Xiaoyao gritted his teeth and vigorously opened the book cover.

The breath of time in the whole book poured out, and Shangguan Xiaoyao felt that the light and dust under his feet began to change rapidly, and the surge seemed to be a manifestation of spiritual energy, surging towards this simple green platform.

"The Scroll of Winter Burning, the Last Years of Withering Glory"

Shangguan Xiaoyao's gaze was unconsciously attracted by the mysterious method in the book, and he locked it firmly.Unable to care about the surrounding conditions at all, the light dust did not rush towards the green platform, but went straight to Shangguan Xiaoyao's body, hovering on that tall and standing body, rising, and then blending into it.

The daodao characters in the book were not only seen by Shangguan Xiaoyao, the calligraphy and paintings he scanned all floated from the screen, slowly turned into silk threads and penetrated into his forehead, and each blank paper would automatically slip out of the book. Leaving, the air dissipated in a place that Shangguan Xiaoyao couldn't see.

"This book allows me to feel something, which is what I'm missing!" Shangguan Xiaoyao turned halfway, his consciousness suddenly recovered, and he couldn't help shouting, his hands clenched until his knuckles turned white. "Next……"

It was as if Shangguan Xiaoyao had entered a magic barrier, and once again entered the world of books in a blurred state. The Taoism and the practice of the gods were firmly imprinted in his heart, and after thousands of trials, it became a brand in his body. The instinct of forgetting works on its own, just like eating and drinking.

"It's over." Finally regaining consciousness, Shangguan Xiaoyao quietly looked at the Tome of Winter Burning, where only the book cover remained and all the pages had disappeared.

The empty place returned to darkness again, and even the books and bamboo scrolls on the bookshelf had already been opened by themselves, and the contents entered Shangguan Xiaoyao's mind together.

"It's time to go." Although this empty book collection place has fallen into darkness again, it can no longer affect Shangguan Xiaoyao's vision. A forest of tall bookcases.

Holding on to the handrail with wrinkled hands, Shangguan Xiaoyao slowly walked to the next floor again.

As soon as he walked to the corner, Shangguan Xiaoyao covered his mouth and coughed a few times, his slightly turbid eyes were full of vicissitudes, his fingers trembled and he let go, a few strands of blood were steaming and slowly dissipating from his hands up in the air.

Shangguan Xiaoyao walked down the stairs. This floor was no longer in the dark environment, and even compared to the first floor, it seemed a bit more dull. The bookcase that led him forward.

"What happened here? Could it be that there is no experience on this floor?" Shangguan Xiaoyao looked at the bland corridor in confusion. He had just completed a round of detour. He hadn't seen anything that made him feel like he was moving. "Could it be that this layer is stagnant?"

Picking up a scroll at random, Shangguan Xiaoyao read every word on it. It was just a plain record of the allusions of the Spring and Autumn Shenzong. After thousands of years, this allusion has no reference value at all.Shangguan Xiaoyao could recognize every word on it, even a single word could barely be understood.

But the meaning of a sentence depends entirely on the connection between the words before and after. The meaning of the previous sentence and the connection between the next sentence in the whole paragraph are completely forcibly combined, and even the next paragraph completely rejects the deeds of the previous paragraph. The whole story is full of eyes. It's the bloody smell of fighting and fighting.

Shangguan Xiaoyao couldn't help but entered the territory, his eyes couldn't help but stare at the blood between the lines and savor it carefully. The figure standing there alone seemed to be an old butcher covered in blood, savoring the blood of his younger generation carefully. The blood splattered out, trying to mention something.

At this time, there was a cry from the depths of his soul, and every bone in Shangguan Xiaoyao shook violently, and it took him a while to wake up from the deep sinking.

"Damn it, there are restrictions in this book!" Only then did Shangguan Xiaoyao realize that his face was covered with cold sweat, and he looked at the yellowed ancient book in front of him with his back soaked. "If it wasn't for Ghost Crying Baby who woke me up, I'm afraid I'd be completely addicted to it."

Carefully putting the book back on the bookcase, moving his feet again, Shangguan Xiaoyao scanned every detail carefully, at least now he is sure that there is still a danger in this layer that makes him unable to settle down.

"Wait a minute, so where did Xia Hua Dongzhuo go in the next chapter?" Suddenly awakened from the search, Shangguan Xiaoyao discovered the situation that he hadn't woken up until now. "Why is there no hint at this level?!"

Shangguan Xiaoyao took out the Boundless Lily Scroll that he obtained at the beginning, this time there was nothing abnormal about the Boundless Lily Scroll, no matter how Shangguan Xiaoyao tried to activate it, there was no reaction on the simple bamboo piece.

"My God, do you want me to find the next volume from the vast number of books?" Shangguan Xiaoyao finally gave up on the volume of Lily, and raised his eyes to look at the bookcases on both sides of the corridor, and the Every shelf on the bookcase is filled with books. "There shouldn't be illusions in all these books, right?"

Shangguan Xiaoyao carefully pulled out a new book, and just as soon as he saw it, he felt something was wrong. However, this illusion from the God Realm was definitely not something that Shangguan Xiaoyao could resist. He began to deduce the illusion ability in the word.

This time it was still Ghost Crying Baby, just as Shangguan Xiaoyao was about to indulge in it, the crying of Ghost Crying Baby woke him up.

"Damn it, do I really want to carry these books one by one?" After the third book, Shangguan Xiaoyao could clearly feel the stabbing pain in his mind, and he broke free after falling into illusions continuously, letting him His mental strength is almost exhausted.

However, Shangguan Xiaoyao didn't stop there. After putting down this book, he immediately pulled out the next book, and sank into it again without taking his eyes off it.

Just like that, Shangguan Xiaoyao fell into it time and time again and was quickly awakened by Guikuwawa, endured the sting of spirit and began to flip through the closely arranged books on the bookcase.

I don't know if it's the remnant luck of the Spring and Autumn God Sect or God's own destiny, when Shangguan Xiaoyao turned to the first book on the fourth bookcase, his spirit and eyes, which had been tortured for a long time, were shocked, and he woke up instantly.

"This is it!"

Xia Huadong Burning Water Lily Roll
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"Where is this place? Why is there such a strong wind?" With long hair fluttering, Yin Zhiyao slowly climbed up from the sloping ground, and the nameless Guzheng realized that Yin Zhiyao had lost consciousness, and the ignorant instrument spirit launched a barrier on its own She is firmly sheltered from the dust and wind.

Following the disorderly sound of the strings of the guzheng, Yin Zhiyao raised her upper body, and the guzheng also slid down from her body.

"This is the long river of time? What's going on!" Yin Zhiyao's consciousness and eyes were finally fully awake, and she couldn't help feeling frightened when she saw the gale of knives around her. "Where did the others go?"

The place where Yin Zhiyao was standing at this time was on a smooth ground, and when looking upwards, it was showing a round light white arc, as if it was the shell of a huge building.

The ground under her feet was extremely unstable, and Yin Zhiyao mobilized her full strength, and her feet were firmly buckled on the ground: "The ground here is also very firm, the current Yuanli should be a little sunken even on the Tianyin Pavilion. .”

At this moment, Yin Zhiyao was absolutely sure that she was not on the mainland, maybe she was not in the world where she grew up.

"Impossible, Mr. Feng's teleportation shouldn't be a problem, so why did I arrive in such a lonely place?" The sound of the guzheng in my hand grew from small to loud to the limit, but the sound that radiated out never echoed again. Zhiyao already knew the vastness of this place.

The Yuanli under Yin Zhiyao's feet gradually entered its peak state, helping her start to climb to high places. This kind of uncertain and comforting place made her dare not fly off the ground easily, for fear that the hunting wind blade would knock her whole body out of the air. The roll flew out.

"This is..." Although Yin Zhiyao's climb was difficult, she still succeeded in climbing up a section step by step, and finally found a window on a high place.

For the sake of caution, Yin Zhiyao did not break through it, but diffused a trace of consciousness to infiltrate into it, and carefully explored the internal situation.

"There is...the sound of fighting in here?" Yin Zhiyao had just infiltrated her consciousness and detected the bookcases standing on the ground, but she suddenly noticed the faint sound of fighting and the fluctuation of Yuan force. "It's Wei Shuangjue and Yu Jiujie! What danger have they encountered!"

Knowing that a companion was trapped inside, Yin Zhiyao immediately aroused all her strength and played an unbearably sharp sound wave towards the seemingly thin transparent glass window in front of her.

"Come in!" The glazed window shattered in response, and Yin Zhiyao went straight into the dark and silent darkness on the surface. "The bright energy fluctuations are indeed the two of them, I need to hurry up!"

The silence pretended on the surface couldn't affect Yin Zhiyao, who was very sensitive to sound, she directly raised her kite as a shield, and rushed straight into the endless darkness ahead.The sound of footsteps was erased by her own ability, and the trembling from the strings of the guzheng in front of her sent back to her mind a clear topographical map in the darkness. As her feet continued to advance, even the outline of the enemy became clear. .

"Xue Shiqing?!"

(End of this chapter)