The white lion slashed out, and the entire bedroom enclosed by the starry demon power trembled violently, the pearls were broken, floating in the air, floating in the dome, countless faint lights like swimming fish were absorbed.

Sand accumulates into a tower, and fur is formed by gathering armpits.

The sword slashed, and a long tornado was cleared out from the rumbling sound of the riot, which penetrated the stone walls in front and back, and carved the entire bedroom palace.

All the things that blocked the White Lion's sword energy were broken-

This is an invincible knife!

It was not until he held the white lion that Jiang Lin realized that his hunting water... It turned out that it was really just a weapon left by his father to play with. The long sword worn by Jiu Ling Yuansheng during his lifetime, even though most of the wishes contained in the blade had been dissipated, it was still thick and tough. The power cut by this knife was much stronger than that of hunting water!

At this moment, Jiang Lin believed in one thousand and ten thousand that if the kid holding a sword fights against him, as long as he has enough will and uses his full strength, the "White Lion" can cut off the opponent's sword weapon without ten strokes!

This knife cut half of the bedroom to pieces.

Jiang Lin exhaled a breath of turbid air.

In front of him, smoke and dust splashed everywhere, without a stop... There is no doubt that anything that blocked him would be shattered by the sword energy of that knife.

He picked up the white lion and walked down with some difficulty. The blade was shining with silver light, gently sweeping the dust in front of him.

Jiang Lin suddenly frowned.

The entire bedroom shaking.

A big earthquake.

His own sword cut the Hongshan bedroom to pieces... but the figure at the center disappeared.

Even the traces of a corner of the shirt were not seen.

......

......

The mountains and rivers are broken.

The lion's roar still echoed in his ears.

The power of that knife was too strong, even if Ning Yi opened the oil paper umbrella, it could not be stopped.

So Ning Yi chose to collect the umbrella.

Xu Qingyan, holding Ning Yi's arm, closed her eyes, and the knife breath blew violently on the girl's hair. She had already determined her final fate... There seemed to be nothing wrong with such an ending.

Then die in Hongshan.

When the white lion rolled the vast wind and thunder exploded in the girl's ears, she seemed to hear an extremely hidden sound of rupture, like a stone being crushed.

It is not just the mountains and rivers that break.

There is also a gravel particle hovering at Ning Yi’s hand.

To be precise, this is not a gravel grain, but a "singularity".

Ning Yi was very particular about the stone walls he chose. He came to the bedroom, searched for the Dragon Sutra to clear all directions, pointed out the acupoints, found a way out, and then broke through the realm and carried a sword, fought to the death with the great demon, and made up for the shortcomings of the Taoist heart.

When he retreats, he has no choice.

Then retreat to the last singularity...

The void burst into cracks, and the two of them fell into the singularity in an instant.

Xu Qingyan opened her eyes, and the strong wind made her narrow eyes squint. She couldn't see what was in front of her. Countless winds were rolling. Ning Yi's half of her body was sideways in front of her. With a "blow", the thin snow-white paper umbrella was stretched open. The strong wind stopped for a moment. The two of them were blown back. The boy pressed his hands against the handle of the umbrella, and the girl wrapped her hands around the boy's waist with a black cloth.

It's like walking on a cliff, stepping on a steel wire.

Fallen.

No one knows what is connected to the singularity.

Xu Qingyan was a little confused. She could feel that the space around her was constantly shattered by invisible power, leading to a brand new intersection... She realized that as the owner of the bedroom, it was unlikely that she would leave such a way out for herself. For thousands of years, someone has really arrived at the bedroom, and a singularity was laid out here. Who is this person and where will the singularity lead to in the end?

Ning Yi has an answer in his heart.

He had never met the formation master, but it was equivalent to meeting several times.

In the tomb of the Lion Heart King, he used the "Great Sun" to clean up the magnificent killing formation set up by the formation master. At that time, Ning Yi realized that the Northern Lion Heart King, two thousand years ago, had followed an amazing formation master beside him. The master walked to Hongshan and quietly carved the handwriting of "My King's sword finger, invincible" on the stone wall... Ning Yi, who is familiar with the Feng Shui and Singularity of the Tomb Mausoleum, sensed a familiar aura when he broke through the formation.

Little mother formation.

The master of formation two thousand years ago was not like himself, starting from the end of the Hongshan Mountain and heading towards the bedroom... The stone wall that carved the Lion Heart King's declaration was the final seat he left. No wonder the master painted the portrait of "Taiyi Save the Ku Tianzun" on the stone wall of the bedroom. It turned out that he had already witnessed everything happening. The talismans in this altar have become a bit new. Although they are old, they are not the oldest ones.

The formation master did not move the long sword of the "White Lion" in the altar, nor did he try to pull out the "Drawing the Ancient Sword" of the female Heavenly Venerable. Instead, after knowing everything, he silently strengthened the bedroom with his own talisman, and then left here with his mouth tightly.

The number of Dayan is forty-nine, no one is taken, no one is taken.

Thinking of this, Ning Yi felt emotion.

I don’t know what the name of that senior is. He is so talented and does not seek respect from future generations. He has a clear conscience and is open and upright.

Suddenly, Ning Yi's expression became a little strange... The old commander of the Lion Heart King once occupied this red mountain, so this senior crossed the bedroom along the stone wall of the Red Mountain, breaking through the singularity and connecting all the time, so the final position of his singularity teleportation...

His body trembled suddenly.

The fine snow roars.

Walking on the cliff.

The steel cable is broken.

So Ning Yi and Xu Qingyan were no longer stable.

It fell down.

......

......

The corridor of Hongshan was dim.

The light of the Dzi bead is not bright.

Li Baijiu's voice was still echoing in the narrow corridor.

"If my father had no more intention...then the white whale would return the same way."

The man in black robe looked at the throne silently.

The end of the Dzi bead is very quiet.

This is a silent question. In front of him, the throne is right in front of him. Should I sit or not?

Li Bailin has already given his answer.

For such a throne, such a seat... they came to Hongshan, walked here, saw the real dragon, but stopped.

Everyone has a safe distance in their hearts.

Li Bailin was unwilling to get closer.

Li Baijing was not willing either.

Under the gaze of the two, the Tongtian Bead began to tremble.

Li Baijing and Li Bailin frowned at the same time. Not only the Tongtianzhu, but the stone walls on both sides also began to tremble. The entire Hongshan corridor... to be precise, the entire Hongshan began to shaking.

"What's it?"

Li Bailin raised his eyebrows and said in a cold voice: "I feel that many demonic auras are reviving, and they are moving closer to this place... What has Sansi done?"

"In the Hongshan area, the primitive demon clan has always been quiet and not too domineering. Provoking the Sui Dynasty is equivalent to seeking death." Li Baijing also frowned and thought, and said softly: "They are trying their best...what attracted them?"

There are extremely light lights flowing and gathering on the stone walls around.

Just like the blood vessels of the body, transporting blood.

“Divine…”

The third prince was too familiar with such material things, and his expression suddenly became a little subtle: "This is the divine nature accumulated by Hongshan for thousands of years, which is actually under the earth and is now surging against the current? Is it because of the divine nature that attracts the riots of the primitive demon clan?"

If you can look down from the top of Hongshan Mountain, you will know that what Li Bailin said... is right, nor is it right. The primitive monsters that are swarming down from the extremely high dome, like a tide, densely packed with a little divine light from the Hongshan forbidden area.

And at the very center of that divine nature, there was a spiritual consciousness that had been sleeping for thousands of years, slowly opening up.

He used to be the owner of the entire restricted area.

The many monsters living on this plateau are blowing and raining, and the years are washed by, drinking his blood, eating his flesh, and his bones are hidden in his skin. When he wakes up one day, these flesh and blood will return.

Sansi has discovered a mutant, not only the Hongshan Forbidden Zone, but also the adjacent Tianshen Plateau, hundreds of miles of vast grasslands, and all the primitive monsters around are running towards Hongshan.

The Xuan team of Ping Yao Si, who was struggling through the valley, climbed a mountain. A young woman wearing red armor inserted her swords into the end of the cliff. She stood on the top of the mountain, overlooking the surging monster under her, silently took out a long light blue order from her waist bag.

The young master's clean and neat voice came from the token.

"Cinsha, back."

The woman named Zhusha sighed lightly. The young master probably knew what the chaos in Hongshan was like at this moment. Not to mention the power of his own line of the Iron Cavalry with the word "Xin" in the Iron Cavalry, even if he replaced it with the most powerful Iron Cavalry with the word "Tian" in Ping Yaosi, it would be difficult to open up a road and squeeze into Hongshan.

At this point, these monsters have been crazy like the emperor's blood. Many primitive monsters trampled their kind under them until they died, and rushed to the highest and steepest Red Mountain.

Outside the Red Mountain, the tide of beasts surging.

Inside the Red Mountain, there was a dead silence.
To be continued...