Cult of the Sacred Runes

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Among the stone houses, Ye Weipan sat on the futon, and there were a thousand lines of gods in front of his eyes.

The time to solve the second holy lotus is twelve hours!

"Ten, twenty... one hundred and forty-nine!" Ye Wei's speed is very fast, but when Ye Weibu's 149th line of the gods, he encountered the first hurdle.

"No!" Ye Wei brows and starts to try.

"It's still not... cracking the second holy lotus lock, it's harder than I thought!" Ye Wei tried thousands of gods layouts, but still couldn't find the correct layout of the 149th **** pattern. .

"You can only rely on the mountain to guide!" Ye Wei shook his head, no way, relying on himself may be able to find the correct layout of the 149th **** pattern, but wasted too much time.

"Hey!"

Knowing that the sea gods are slightly oscillating, bursting with translucent golden ripples, the ripples touched Ye Wei’s soul source, and an inexplicable induction suddenly came.

Under the guidance of Shenshan, as long as there is a slight deviation in the position of Ye Wei's arrangement of the gods, the mountain will be slightly oscillated and fluctuating along the mountain. Ye Wei will quickly find the correct layout of the 149th. position.

It is not easy to rely on Ye Wei, but it is not easy to guide by the mountain alone. However, Ye Wei’s induction is in line with the fluctuation of the mountain, and it is much easier to find the correct position of the **** pattern.

"One hundred and fifty, two hundred, three hundred..." After crossing the first ridge, Ye Wei arranged another 365 lines of sacred tone, and prepared for the third hex in Ye Wei. When the sixteen **** lines, I encountered a second hurdle.

This time, even under the induction of Shenshan, Ye Wei used the time of one-fifth of the musk to find the correct position of the 366th **** pattern.

At this time, Ye Wei's consciousness is projected on the second floor of the Holy Lotus Hall of the Spiritual Illusion, and is slowly arranged with a **** pattern. In the outside world, Ye Weizheng is sitting in the partial hall of the Qing Dynasty.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!" The blue-level road car smashed through the void, and the speed was amazing. Soon it will fly hundreds of thousands of miles, at most one more hour. You can be a million miles away from the ice field.

Millions of miles, it is precisely the sensing limit of the Qingdaodao rut!

Ye Wei killed Ouyang Haojie, and when he got this Qingdaodao rut, he suspected that the owner of this Qingdaodao rut should be the emperor of the iceland.

How precious is the Qingdaodao rut, even if Ouyang Haojie is the prince of the iceland gods, the emperor can not give him a green locomotive directly!

However, even if it is not refining, it will not affect the use. For example, Ouyang Haojie is not the owner of this Qingdao rut. But he can still control.

The Qing-level road rut, according to the route set by Ye Wei, shuttles through the void and flies toward the foggy island that leads to the wind and rain.

After all, Ye Wei did not refine the Qing dynasty rut, and its owner is probably a strong emperor. It is a hidden danger in his hands.

Ye Wei did not intend to stay more, and arrived at Qingwu Island, Ye Wei intends to sell directly!

Qingwu Island, also known as the Gods Masters Paradise, is rumored to be one of the main battlefields of the ancient times. There are countless monuments in the surrounding seas, although most of them are incomplete treasures, but if you are lucky, you can get a lot of good things.

And from those ruins that are incomplete. The master of the gods hopes to strip out the gods and even create a magical or godprint. Once the special gods are stripped off, or the magical and godprints are created, the value can be great.

The incomplete treasures are not expensive. Over time, more and more gods masters have gathered in the Qingwu Island, and even the gods masters have a lot!

The place where the masters of the gods and the masters of the gods gather will naturally attract a lot of strong people, the black market and auction of the island of Qingwu. It is very famous to look at the entire Shengyuan continent.

There is a master's blue-level road rut, ordinary people can't refine. But those gods who have studied the gods and gods of the whole life have a way!

The ownerless Qingdao rut is worth 500,000 yuan, and at least one of the masters can sell about 200,000 yuan.

At this moment. In a thatched house deep in the imperial palace of the ice domain, a young man with a white hair was found.

The old man's face is covered with wrinkles of vertical and horizontal wrinkles. It looks extremely old, his eyes are muddy, his waist is squatting, and he looks like he is dead and will be wooden.

"That is the green car, I gave it to Ouyang Haojie's child... If I didn't guess wrong, Ouyang Haojie's child may have been unexpectedly!" The old man looked up at the void and looked deep, as if Can see through the void.

"In the land of my iceland gods, I dare to kill the prince of my iceland gods, and I am arguing that I am provoking! I want to see who is so courageous!" The old man squatted and took one step at a time. At the foot of Jinlian, the space in front of the body fluctuated, and the whole person disappeared in the blink of an eye. Following the faint induction, he chased the green locomotive that Ye Wei took.

There are four emperors in the ice domain, and three of them are the strongest emperors. The strongest ancestors are the old man, the middle emperor!

The life of the Emperor and the Emperor of the Emperor is one thousand years. The ice god, the median emperor, has lived more than eight hundred years old. His potential is exhausted, but his strength is in the middle of the emperor. Among the strong players, it is also second-rate.

Ye Wei, who is cracking the second St. Lian lock on the second floor of the St. Lian Palace, does not know that there is a median emperor who is chasing himself.

Time passed slowly, and unconsciously, eleven hours passed!

"The ninth ninety-nine lines of gods!" Ye Weiqi, who was sitting on the futon, opened his eyes, only the last one can break the second holy lotus lock, but the last one is Trapped Ye Wei for three whole hours.

The fluctuation of Shenshan is very weak. It seems that Shenshan is also helpless with this last **** pattern. For three whole hours, Ye Wei has already adjusted tens of thousands of times, but he has never found the correct position.

"It is much easier to crack the second St. Lian lock's deduction than to deduct the low-level supernatural power..." Ye Wei sighed, only the last hour, he still has no clue, so go on, just for the solution Open this second holy lotus lock.

"I haven't really touched the heavenly magical powers. It is normal to solve the second holy lotus lock." Ye Wei shook his head. Thinking of this, I felt a little nervous and relaxed.

The big deal is that you can't solve the second holy lotus lock!

The way of civil and military is a relaxation, the ancient saying is not fake. Just as Ye Wei completely relaxed, his mind suddenly passed a light.

"Hundreds of high-rise buildings are flat. Since you can't find the correct position of the last **** pattern, you can start from the first line of gods and push them one by one!" Ye Wei's eyes were filled with fine light, and closed his eyes again. Sinking into the holy lotus, starting from the first **** line, deductive.

Time lapse - the deadline of twelve hours in a blink of an eye is coming!

"I understand!" Ye Wei, who was closing his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes and flashed countless gods in his eyes. From the first **** pattern to the first thousand lines of god, they are connected end to end, forming a perfect Sunday.

"The last **** pattern must match the first **** pattern!" Ye Wei's face was filled with exhilarating light, and once again began to adjust the position of the gods.

With the general direction, the adjustment is much simpler, and it won't sway like a headless fly!

"boom!"

At the end of the twelfth hour, the nine-storey St. Lotus Temple suddenly burst into an orange light. At the same time, Ye Wei also had a dazzling orange light.

The second holy lotus lock - crack!

The peak of the illusory world. The clouds are haunted, and the three figures are looming. It is the three gods of the Swords, the Candles, and the Thunder.

"Successful!"

"Yevina guy cracked the second St. Lotus lock!"

"The sacred masters of the gods pattern tens of thousands of years of history. The fourth genius of the genius of the second sacred lock is finally born!" The three gods of the sacred look at the orange lotus temple, the face is somewhat difficult to cover up Excited and excited.

Ye Wei is the fourth master of the gods in the history of the league to unlock the second St. Lian lock, and is also the youngest and the lowest-named master of the gods!

Undoubtedly, Ye Wei created history. As soon as he untied the second St. Lian lock, he was destined to leave a great deal in the history of the Masters of the Masters!

"Thunder and destroy the Supreme, do you want to give Ye Wei that the little guy what to meet?" Swords and Candles are looking at the Demon Slayer with a smile.

"This is still used to say?" Lei Zun Zun's eyes glanced, looking at the Temple of the Holy Lotus, slightly excited. "It's time to meet Ye Weina's little guy!"

"Ye Wei!" Just after the low and deep voice of Lei Zunzun was just introduced into Ye Wei’s mind, the consciousness projection of Ye Wei’s consciousness in the illusory world suddenly disappeared.

external. A huge palm smashed the void and slammed it on the rut of Ye Wei. The mighty power penetrated the Qingdao rut and fell directly on Ye Wei.

"Hey!" Ye Wei, who was sitting in the temple, slammed his eyes and squirted a mouthful of blood. His face turned pale and pale.

When he was fighting Ouyang Haojie, he was seriously injured. He had not had time to recover completely. Now he suffered a sudden blow and he was extremely hurt.

The vast power contained in that huge palm, even if the car was smashed through the green road, it was necessary to have a half life!

"Not good!" Ye Wei can't take the bloodstains from the corners of his mouth. He can use his toes to think that Ye Wei can guess the identity of the person. In addition to the strong emperor who sits in the ice field, who else will not be far behind Killing yourself?

It’s not a blessing, it’s a curse!

Ye Wei sighed and walked out of the Qing dynasty rut. As soon as he left the defense of the Qing dynasty rut, Ye Wei felt that the pressure of a vast stalwart suddenly came, the space solidified, and Ye Wei whole. The person involuntarily settled in the air, like a stone sculpture.

A young man with a squat on his back and carrying his hands slowly walked out of the crack in the space, and the golden lotus bloomed under his feet. The golden lotus is a six-petal golden lotus!

"Six-petal golden lotus, the middle emperor respects the strong!" Ye Wei took a cold breath, and the pale face could no longer see a trace of blood, not to mention that he had been seriously injured, even if it was the peak state, Can not stop a finger of the middle emperor's strong position.

"Eight stars return to the realm..." The old man's filthy scorpion looked at Ye Wei, who was fixed in midair, and his eyes were filled with doubts and incomprehensible expressions.

~~Call, or catch up with the update! Happy everyone! (To be continued)

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