Chapter 242: Great Emperor Phantom
Just a minute.
All treasures disappeared.
Only the most central light curtain.
There are also two long swords and two jade slips inside.
"What's inside."
"I want a sword, I have one, and one from Senior Brother."
"Yu Jian, I can not."
Luo Mingyue said.
Look at Su Ling.
After these two days, Su Ling's strength broke through the formation.
She knows now.
Only Su Ling can solve this light curtain.
Although I don't know how to fight.
But I also know some knowledge. If the light curtain is forcibly broken, all the things inside will be destroyed.
"You are so kind to your senior brother."
Su Ling smiled.
Recently.
What he heard the most was her senior brother.
in the eyes.
All worship and love.
And happiness and sweetness.
In Su Ling's mind, a character has already been outlined.
That is an unparalleled Tianjiao strong.
really.
The existence of the main **** realm.
In the entire eight sects in the land of the gods, except for a few old guys, no one is his opponent at all, and countless main gods dare not provoke him, but how powerful he is.
and.
Her big brother.
Fengshen is handsome.
Like an overlord, the appearance of a born king.
A girl like Luo Mingyue who has never left the sect, naturally can't help but like Tian Chenzi's unparalleled arrogance.
"Um."
"The big brother said that we will get married two years later at the end of the year."
Luo Mingyue nodded.
"Congratulations first."
Su Ling smiled.
seriously.
After a few days, the impression of this Luo Mingyue has changed a lot.
Even if he was sealed by her cultivation base.
But in a world where the strong are respected.
This is normal.
Her only flaw.
is stubbornness.
It was obvious that he, Su Ling, came in through regular channels, but she had to insist that people outside the land of the gods would be killed without mercy. Not killing them was her last bottom line.
"actually."
"You're not bad, but your cultivation is a little lower."
Luo Mingyue said.
The two talk.
It's like a friend, but I don't know.
The two are hostile.
Su Ling didn't speak.
Divine Sense observed the light curtain, and threw himself into the breaking formation with all his heart and soul.
time.
A day passed.
wow
finally.
The light curtain sounded softly.
broken.
The items inside appeared in front of the two of them.
puff
The coercion of destruction emanated from the two long swords, and Su Ling spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Lian Luo Mingyue turns nine to Xuanxian.
It was also knocked out by that might.
Fortunately.
Those two long swords are unowned.
The pressure soon disappeared.
Su Ling's figure flashed.
Two jade slips were held in his hands.
As for the long sword.
he wants.
But he didn't dare to think about it.
"not good."
"not good."
Su Ling and Luo Mingyue put away the long sword and jade slip.
in unison.
exclaimed.
The look on his face changed.
because.
Above them, a huge phantom appeared.
An existence like an unparalleled overlord.
Even if it's just a phantom.
But with supreme majesty.
The golden light fell down.
on the two of them.
Immediately.
Neither could move.
"Ten million years."
phantom.
The sound is vicissitudes.
The golden light crushed the two of them unscrupulously. Although it was only light, the light was like a mountain, as if it was going to crush the two of them.
"Senior, just speak."
"We were crushed."
Su Ling couldn't help it.
speak up.
Don't you know that we are dying?
Luo Mingyue, the nine-turn Xuanxian.
There was blood on the corners of his mouth.
Obviously unable to withstand the crushing of the golden light.
"Who told you to touch this emperor's things?"
"Zhanxianjian and Zhan Shenjian."
"It is the supreme immortal artifact mastered by this emperor. It will not be separated. The two immortal-level magical powers are not something you can cultivate. If you move this emperor's things, there is only one dead end."
A phantom, a faint voice sounded.
At the same time as the voice sounded.
Phantom stretched out his hands.
Rolled towards the two.
Seemingly slow movements, but with the trajectory of heaven and earth.
Represents Heaven.
"senior."
Su Ling was very anxious.
What a lot of luck.
It's fine to meet the Xuanxian of the nine revolutions, and now I still encounter the ghost of the emperor's soul.
This Heavenly Dao Lingyuan.
What the **** is this place.
talking room.
The power of time is forcibly running, and I hope it can persist for a moment.
really.
Just a moment.
He just wanted to say one word.