The soft light from the dome drives the flying talismans into shattered ashes.

Ning Yi leaned against the stone wall, his expression was a bit wonderful.

His eyes slowly fell with the half-incomplete talisman.

Time has become slower.

Push forward for seven or eight breaths.

Ning Yi's voice echoed in this bedroom hall.

"Jiang Lin, do you want to know what the two Sui princes in Hongshan are doing?"

However, the young monster gave a very neat answer.

"In no mood."

After Jiang Lin said this, he took a step. This was a slow and difficult step. It can be seen that his body was still carrying the remaining power of the sword energy. When he walked, wind and thunder exploded inside. Jiang Lin's face was calm and calm, and all the pain was left behind by him.

But he did not go to Ning Yi.

Jiang Lin didn't know if Ning Yi had any means to stay. He threw the knife and did not kill Ning Yi, but forced out his scales. This young man from Sui was like a treasure that was constantly opened. Since he met in Hongshan Canyon, every time he was inclined to kill, he forced out Ning Yi's trump card, endless... This time he didn't want to take risks.

After taking the first step, Jiang Lin paused slightly, his face was a little pale, the blood of the Qilin was flowing and rolling against the Snow Sword Qi. This young demon cultivator with a very high talent and a great future, took a deep breath. He tried hard to make his feet go faster in this starry-blocked place. After a brief pause, he took the second step.

Ning Yi, who was frozen in his throat, looked at this scene and felt a little silence.

Ning Yi's eyes were always calm.

Now that things have come to this point, no matter how much he says, it is meaningless. He leaned against the stone wall, feeling the power in his body reviving and awakening bit by bit, but it is not enough to hand over a sword himself... Even if he handed out a sword, what can he do? He couldn't kill Jiang Lin, and the scene was once in a stalemate. The end of the battle for energy has now been decided. The recovery ability brought by this great monster's talent is one head higher than that of himself. After both sides are exhausted, Jiang Lin must first recover his strength.

Xu Qingyan noticed that Ning Yi, who was leaning against the stone wall, slowly pested a sword and was about to stand up. This was a difficult move. Ning Yi did very slowly. His hands were already on the hilt of Xixue's sword, and his back was raised, but he could not sit up, so he still looked like a contemplator.

Leaning against the stone wall, my thoughts moved away with the falling talismans...

The other side.

Jiang Lin stepped forward, splashing pools of smoke and dust. Every time there was a pause, but the gap became shorter and shorter... His goal was very clear. He crossed the demon clan's mountains and rivers. He came to Hongshan just to pull out the "white lion". The long sword was located at the center of the altar.

Jiang Lin narrowed his eyes. Some of the falling talismans were blown towards him. The well-preserved talisman paper bodies were wiped out in ashes when they touched him. These talismans should have wrapped the periphery of the altar, and for thousands of years, they did not let the white lions in the altar be covered with dust... What exactly made them shatter?

Was this bedroom accident opened?

Ning Yi was also thinking about this question... His eyes swam with the falling talismans. In the Tiandu Mansion, he learned the talisman formations with the girl for a period of time. He probably glanced at some talisman styles, and heard the girl talk about some meticulous knowledge.

Now these talismans that have no wind and are slowly turning into ashes... Regardless of the rank, they should be classified as "suppressing the gods". Ning Yi came to this bedroom earlier than Jiang Lin. He knew that this was the practice cave of Taiyi Save the Ku Tianzun. He also knew that the immortal sword of the sword to pull the sin was hanging in the dome of the hall. When it comes to directions and hexagrams, the white lion sat below and pulled the sin was hanging in the sky. It was related to the distinction between the main and the second, but it was more like a kind of suppression.

These "god suppression" talismans are more like staying to suppress something, such as the long sword inserted into the center of the altar.

......

......

During the slow flowing time.

Ning Yi thought of the stone tablet that he had once sat cross-legged and broke through the realm.

The ancient text left behind in that line.

"I have been willing to follow you for a thousand years, ten thousand years, until eternity."

His mind was a little dazed, as if a firework was blooming.

The ancient sculptures near the sword weapon need divinity when they are revived, because the body is still there and the wisdom is still there, but the body is dry and cannot be restored to its freedom...Divineity is the most rare substance in the world. Whether it is the humans of the Great Sui Dynasty or the demon tribe in the Northern Realm, the progress of the exploration of "divineness" is very immature. Few people know how to use divinity and what they can be used for.

But Ning Yi knew.

Ning Yi once thought of this question in his mind.

If divinity is sufficient, can a dead person be allowed to come back to life?

What practitioners after Nirvana practice is the path to immortality.

After becoming immortal, he will be like the stars in the sky, no longer the earthly creatures flowing with mortal blood, but will be bathed in divinity and will be immortal forever.

So can instill divine nature into the dead body make the dead immortal?

No matter what the outcome is, there is no such huge divinity in this world... But this idea appears and all the concepts are reasonable.

At this moment, a thought that sounds very absurd but feasible emerged in Ning Yi's mind—

When divinity is sufficient, will the dead open their eyes become a possible thing?

Borrowing the time of heaven and earth for a moment is also equivalent to resurrection.

What Jiuling Yuansheng always wanted to do was to break through the sea of ​​upside down until he died, and he did not do it.

Ning Yi narrowed his eyes and stared at the talisman falling from afar. The last corner of the embers turned into ashes and could not be seen clearly.

The talisman on the outer edge of the altar began to fall off after he pulled out the Sin Sword.

If this is Taiyi’s suppression of the Heavenly Lord of Ku against the White Lion...

Ning Yi thought of a story composed of a few words.

Follow, betray, and suppress.

Of course, there is also the final resistance and failure.

So there was this underwater sleeping palace, the once-born immortal sword, disappeared instantly. Countless powerful people of the Dao Sect failed to find it. After sitting for success, Taiyi Saved Ku Tianzun was missing. The white lion of the Nine Spirit Yuansheng was "Putting Sin" sat high on his forehead.

The entire underwater bedroom is covered with talismans with prohibited bans and cannot be opened.

The same is true of the entrance to this Red Mountain.

Over the past thousands of years, the Red Mountain, which had been opened for thousands of years, was at the cost of indoctrinating divinity. The great figure of the Sansi thought that this was a necessary opening condition for Hongshan, but he did not know that such a large-scale bedroom palace was hidden in the "tomb mausoleum" of Jiuling Yuansheng.

They didn't know where they had instilled the massive divinity they had gone in the end.

Ning Yi's breathing became rapid.

He looked at the young monster and walked towards the altar step by step.

Jiang Lin has arrived at the center of the altar.

He looked at the "white lion" wrapped in delicate soft light, and slowly grasped the hilt of the knife with one hand. It was not heavy, but very relaxed... This long knife was placed here. Thousands of years have passed, without any trace of damage, which is very rare.

Jiang Lin was a little puzzled. The white lion was blocked by the altar. At this moment, he worked on it. Ordinary magic weapons and weapons had the idea of ​​recognizing the master. Even if the master was dead, he was still stubborn and refused to recognise the master again. He had to go through many hardships before he could let go of the secrets of heaven. However, the white lion now gave himself a feeling of "can be easily conquered".

Jiang Lin narrowed his eyes, and one hand was already on the sack... Standing on this altar, he could be sure that the long sword that brought him a sense of uneasiness was this long sword. If he pulled out the white lion, there would not be much time left for himself. After wielding the knife to kill Ning Yi, he would use the sack to leave Hongshan and quickly return to the world of the demon clan.

The young monster took a deep breath.

He stared at the young man of Sui who was leaning against the stone wall. Ning Yi was still struggling to stand up. The thin snow sword body trembled slightly, and the stone particles around him flew away, condensed into a domain field...

Jiang Lin's face was calm and he grabbed the white lion with one hand.

The underwater bedroom, where the dark earth is located, there is a ray of light that suddenly appears, cracking the underground, and light shines out, illuminating the dark sea bottom and rolling in.

The entire Red Mountain trembled as the Kirin Demon resolutely pulled out the "White Lion" long sword.

There was a sound that had been suppressed for thousands of years, slowly sounding from the underground.

"The lion roars..." Ning Yi held Xixue and stood up with difficulty. Xu Qingyan supported him. The boy looked pale and murmured softly. He sighed: "I finally had the power of a sword now. Now that I have played this, what should I do?"

On the altar, Jiang Lin's voice was a little heavy. When he first pulled out the white lion, he felt extremely relaxed. When he pulled out half of it, he felt that his feet were like stepping on a mountain of thousands of jin. This long sword grew with the mountain and had a very deep root.

The magnificent sky light, accompanied by the long singing of the white lion, reappears in the world.

All the talismans on the periphery of this altar were blown to pieces at this moment.

The stone wall of the underwater bedroom palace, the nine lions' heads, a faint light appeared in the eyes, opening and closing the mouth, the sea water trembled, the stone wall of the huge bedroom palace fell off, and tens of millions of talismans exploded and flew out like swimming fish, losing the power of "suppressing the gods", shattered and submerged in the sea water.

Jiang Lin stood with a knife in his hands, his body was as burly as a small hill, his long hair and white robe were flying, and the picture was frozen, like a god descending to earth.

Raise the knife over the head and then cut it off instantly.

This knife.
Chapter completed!