Everything in the world cannot escape time.

And my innate spiritual fruit... is actually no exception.

Flowers bloom and fall, but the leaves do not grow evergreen.

After the fruits ripen, all they come wither.

The same is true for humans and demons throughout their lives.

"After the secret pattern of life and death is perfected... I may not have much time left."

Xianyuan Fruit looked dazed, rubbed the silver secret patterns, and murmured: "If these life and death patterns are useful to you, eat me at the right time."

Ning Yi was silent but speechless for a long time.

He couldn't lie, saying that these life and death patterns were useless to him, and he actually didn't care at all.

This is a treasure that countless people covet and are crazy about in their dreams!

"I care more about the truth about the life and death pattern of the Dragon Palace..." Ning Yi whispered: "And what Aning did here five hundred years ago."

"You said before that she also had a second pet animal?"

Ning Yi recalled the immortal fate fruit.

Aning brought out a pocket-sized box from the Golden City, shrouded in black mist, revealing a pair of snow-white pupils?

"Not bad." The innate spiritual fruit rubbed his chin and tried hard to recall the original memory segments. He said uncertainly: "I have only seen that niche box a few times... It is definitely brought out from the Golden City."

"What kind of demon is that?"

"The black mist is shrouded... I can't see clearly." Xian Yuanguo's eyes lit up and said, "I remembered it! At that time, I vaguely felt that there were two mysterious forces in the niche box, pulling each other, which was extremely terrifying. One force kept cutting and tearing, and it was about to destroy the niche box, while the other force formed a confrontation, as if it was coming from the belly of the young demon in the depths of the niche box, like a vortex, devouring everything."

"If I remember correctly, the little demon who had not yet been enlightened was staring at me. If Aning hadn't been there, she would have swallowed me in one bite."

Speaking of this, he shivered.

Ning Yi also guessed who the little monster surrounded by black mist in the niche box was.

He snapped his fingers, and a ray of light shone out on his shoulders, and a ink-colored bamboo slip slowly floated out of the green light, rippling ripples.

Leave the word volume!

When I saw this ancient scroll, Xianyuan Fruit exclaimed.

"At that time, this tearing force was in the niche box!"

Ning Yi blinked his fingers again, the ink light dispersed, and the Lizi scroll returned to the sea of ​​divineness.

"The unenlightened monster in the niche box... is Taotie."

Ning Yi whispered: "Taotie herself has the desire to devour everything, and her innate talent allows her to compete with the Lizis."

No wonder, I saw Hei Jin for the first time.

She possessed the heavenly book "Lizishu".

Aning placed the "Lizishu" in the niche box. In the dragon palace where all things are exhausted, the reason why Taotie was not starved to death was because it was constantly devouring the divine power of the Lizishu.

Ning Yi showed a subtle look of sudden enlightenment.

It’s interesting... The word "leave" is separated from all things, and the gluttony swallows everything.

Eat in and disassemble it.

A closed... circle is formed.

"Have anyone ever come to the Dragon Palace after Aning left?" Ning Yi asked.

"I am worshiping the main hall in the southern Suzaku, and my eyesight is limited."

Xianyuanguo shook his head and said, "Maybe they have been here... Maybe they haven't... In the past five hundred years, no one has ever come to the palace where I am."

"No... there are still people here."

Ning Yi murmured softly, thinking of the existence.

"The Old Lord of Badu!"

Ning Yi's eyes were bright and he said, "He brought out the Hei Jin and the Lizi Scroll... Moreover, the Fire Phoenix has an additional pair of innate spiritual treasures, Tianhuang Wings."

Although incredible, it is reasonable.

The old man is the one who is most proficient in fortune-telling techniques in the two worlds.

Perhaps it was because the fate of the Dragon Palace was truly born had nothing to do with him... He stole the remains of this ancient city under the sea in advance!

Now the old lord of Badu has supported the towering ancient city and was suppressed by Baidi in the great abyss and cannot see the light of heaven.

"After counting this... this is Hei Jin's homeland."

Ning Yi's expression changed and he quickly immersed himself in the scroll of empty with his soul thoughts.

The entire Dragon Silk Palace Baiyin City is enlarged again.

...

...

"There are array patterns here, and they cannot be touched."

"Hang a corner in the southeast, kill the formation to avoid it."

"Xun Twelve, Killing Formation..."

"First forward, killing formation..."

The woman's cold voice sounded in the long bronze hall.

In the dark ancient city, rippling echoes rippled.

The middle-aged man wearing a black gold robe and a cane walked slowly forward, looking at the back of the young black-haired woman leading the way forward.

The Longxiao Palace, which is buried in the killing array, has been unobstructed so far, and has not triggered a killing pattern!

Even if you have enough strength to deal with these formation patterns... it is the best situation to move forward safely and protect all your strength.

It seems that Huo Feng’s proposal is correct.

This trip was so wonderful.

Jiang Lin, who was following behind, looked up at the towering ancient temple. Although the road was not fast, he had actually walked very fast because he did not trigger the formation pattern.

He sighed and asked, "So many killing formations... do you remember them all?"

Hei Jin paused.

She was silent for a while, as if she was thinking, her voice was filled with confusion.

"I have no idea."

When these array patterns were reported, there was no thought or hesitation.

This has long become an instinct.

The fragmented memories of the past seemed to have been engraved in her soul sea a long time ago, accompanied by her growth, merged with her blood and her bones.

The broken memories show signs of recovery after stepping into the Longxiao Palace.

She was sometimes in a daze, feeling that she was shaking, as if she was being placed in a cramped niche box. The man took her to travel through the Death Dragon Palace, and told her all the patterns of formations to herself... Looking at the strange and familiar arrangements everywhere.

For thousands of years, there has been no change here.

And she...as an "amnesiac", she returned here again.

"I seem to have been sleeping for a long time, for a long time..." Hei Jin said with a little sleepy voice, "Master took me out of the upside down sea. I woke up from my long dream and saw the sun. It was the first time in my life that I had seen the vast sunlight. Before that, I had been living in the dark."

The woman looked back.

The gears of the huge ancient city rotate, and the lotus petals move slowly.

After the seawater bites, it squeezes out a low and hoarse roar, and its thoughts are instantly pulled hundreds of years ago.

Someone hugged himself, stood at the end of the ancient city, watching the bronze petals rotate.

"If I remember correctly, this Dragon Palace... has many bronze halls that are too numerous to count." Hei Jin reported a number in a trance.

The woman's voice lingers in her mind.

"One thousand...twenty-four."

Huo Feng and Jiang Lin were all surprised.

Even the calm Dragon Emperor frowned.

One thousand and twenty-four bronze halls are used as entrances to rotate... What a shocking move?

Huo Feng said inexplicably: "What are you going to do when building so many bronze halls?"

Hei Jin shook his head, "I don't know...she didn't say to me."

"'He'?" Jiang Lin raised his eyebrows and captured the word.

Who is he...she?
To be continued...