Landed in the Floods 20,000 Years Ahead of Schedule

Unfortunately, it was too late, Wang Shuo's hand gently placed on the golden Dao pattern, and the faint waves began to spread out with Wang Shuo's hand as the center.

Yin Rou'er's face became desperate, and the person she was looking for was eventually killed by herself...

After going out, he will definitely be scolded to death by other goddesses and spurned by the clansmen, right?

If you meet the ancestor, the ancestor is afraid to kill her.

"No... I don't want to do this." She widened her eyes, and finally made up her mind, even if she risked breaking her Taoist heart and falling into a quasi-sage, she would stop Wang Shuo.

No... I can't stop it anymore, his hand has touched Dao Wen, and he can only be rescued desperately.

Yin Rouer had already rushed over, and the law of saints began to flow out from her body, intending to protect Wang Shuo.

It's not that she doesn't believe in Wang Shuo, but that all the clansmen who tried this, without exception, all died.

Chapter 188 The Shadow from [-] Years Ago (One More)

But when she came to the front and the law protected Wang Shuo, she was stunned again.

After a brief fluctuation, the dao pattern stopped, and Wang Shuo's hand passed easily as if it had passed through the water.

"How is this possible?" Yin Rouer was stunned, feeling that her worldview had been refreshed.

And when Yin Rouer also wanted to reach out and touch it, the fair little hand was about to approach the Daowen, and immediately there were strong fluctuations in the Daowen, as if to warn Yin Rouer not to approach it.

He is fierce and fierce, and also circulates between heaven and earth...

She can't touch!

But Wang Shuo can easily pass through, this...

Yin Rouer was stunned, and immediately understood that this is the person the ancestor was waiting for, and the ancestor would naturally leave a back door for him. These people are different, they are only the people who guard here, and naturally they cannot enter.

Wang Shuo also saw the changes here. For the time being, he had no way to change it. He could only say: "You wait for me here now, and I'll go in and take a look."

"Okay, okay." Yin Rouer agreed, standing innocently on the spot.

She also wanted to go in and have a look, but this pattern did not allow it.

Looking pitifully at Wang Shuo who walked into the Destiny Tower with an indifferent face, she pouted helplessly.

It took more than [-] years for the people of the Tiantian clan to open a layer of restrictions. As a result, when Wang Shuo came, he walked in easily. Who should he reason with?

Ignoring the pitiful Yin Rouer, Wang Shuo has entered the second ban of the Destiny Tower.

There was no danger as Yin Rouer said, only the sound of him walking was quiet around.

Even before the third level of restriction, as soon as he touched his hand, the restriction felt his breath, and he naturally opened a hole.

As if seeing the master's slave, he did not dare to overstep the slightest.

"It seems that Yaochi has been carefully prepared, not only the secret room in the heavenly court, but also the ruler, or the tower of destiny, which is naturally opened after feeling his breath."

Touching his chin, Wang Shuo continued to move forward and walked past the third level of restriction, the Tower of Destiny... just in front of him.

The tower has only one floor, and the top is all hollow.

Wang Shuo walked close to the front and back, and saw it at a glance. In this tower of destiny, the person who worshipped was actually him...

A sculpture of him, sitting quietly in the center of the Destiny Tower, exudes a majesty that even he himself did not expect, like a saint who existed in the ancient times, with amazing momentum.

Looking at this sculpture, Wang Shuo couldn't help but be speechless. When did he become so majestic and domineering?I do not know how?

He walked to the entrance of the tower, and as soon as he stepped in, fires lit up on both sides of the tower, illuminating the entire tower.

The top of the tower reflected a brilliance that fell in the center of the tower, revealing the phantom of the Jade Pool.

The Yaochi in the phantom has grown up a lot and looks like a simple, childish little girl, blinking a pair of eyes, looking at the sculpture in front of her.

After a while, the girl turned around, looked at Wang Shuo, and said with a smile, "Master, you are here."

"Uh... long time no see." Subconsciously, Wang Shuo replied.

"Well, long time no see."

I thought it was just an illusion, but who knew that this girl who was somewhat similar to Yaochi actually nodded and spoke to him.

This tone is not like an illusion at all, as if it is a living person.

"You..." Wang Shuo looked at the fantasy in front of him in surprise, showing an incredible expression.

"Master, don't be surprised, this is a good thing that my disciple accidentally found in the ruins of a fragment of the world."

"You can temporarily stop the me in the past for a brief moment in time and space. In fact, [-] years ago, people had a premonition that you were coming, and specially used this treasure to send their projection to this point in time."

"Although I haven't been able to see you, my projection must have seen you. She recorded all my tone, all my breath, and consciousness. I can stay by the Master's side for a short day, but I can accompany the Master. One day, I'm already very happy."

The girl jumped over excitedly and wanted to hug Wang Shuo, but the phantom passed directly through his body, leaving only a piece of fluorescent light that flickered in the air.

Not being able to hug Wang Shuo, the girl was a little disappointed, and smiled bitterly: "It's still not good, it's a failure, what's the use of this thing."

The girl stomped her feet complainingly and seemed very angry.

Wang Shuo couldn't help walking over and comforted: "Don't worry, as long as we are still in this world, we will meet one day."

"Really? But people don't know where they are now, and when can I see them?" the girl muttered.

In fact, this is not really a torrent of time passing through the ancient times, from the Yaochi that came hundreds of thousands of years ago, but just a projection that records the tone and demeanor of Yaochi.