Emperor of Nine Suns Chapter 675: Last 1 position
There seems to be another completely different world hidden underground, and I feel like I’m stuck in a vast ocean and I can’t see the edge.
The two men came to Zixi and the silver-haired man without even lifting their heads and concentrating on practicing silently.
The evil monk lifted his eyelids slightly and looked at everyone. After a round, he sighed helplessly: "Unfortunately, it's still two." Then he shook his head and fell into concentration again.
Xiong Tiangang, Xiegu's old man, and Lan Xuan looked at each other and shook their heads. They each took up the position of a bone skeleton and practiced cross-legged. "Fiction" novel chapter updated fastest
Since this Hell Book Tower claims to hide the secret treasures left by the ancient Yin Emperor, it is bound to be unimaginable great danger. There is no doubt that wanting to obtain the ancient Yin Emperor secret treasure will inevitably experience unimaginable battles!
In this case, being able to practice more and restore some strength will increase the cost of life-saving in the hard fight later. Therefore, everyone will not waste any time running their skills and practicing silently.
The gale wind roars like an unknown wild beast roaring in the sky. The weather on the grassland has always been windy and a cold squally wind swept down from the nine heavens, blowing everyone's robes and hunting in the gale.
Ling Xuan stood on a high ground with a pair of cold, clear eyes that looked like black gems, looking up at the horizon thoughtfully.
Although it took a long time to experience the Inner Demon Space for twelve hours, Ling Xuan did not consume any spiritual power.
Because during the whole process, the silver eagle turned into a young man and was struggling to fight, but it was like a passer-by who almost went through hard fights.
Therefore, there is no need to exercise and rest. The body is already at its peak.
In my mind, I kept recalling that young man Momo: bathed in blood and slaughtered the common people Momo, smiled softly at myself Momo, holding a black long sword to kill the world with shocking Momo...It seems that a long time ago in a trance, just now I have seen such a boy in the days when the eagle met.
Only that meeting was so short and short that there was even a specific impression at all.
I just remember that the teenager was slightly thin and looked very ordinary in a gray robe.
In my mind, the blurry young light and shadow and the young man in the heart demon space slowly merged into one and gradually became extremely clear.
Not so outstanding. The young man with strong muscles like Xiong Tiangang, the handsome silver-haired man with a strange face, only a touch of firmness and heavy expression, it seems that no matter how hard it is, it can't be defeated or crushed!
That touch of kindness and gentle smile... can brighten the whole world.
The witch amidst the strong wind on the grassland slightly pursed her lips, her lips are clear, her eyes glanced at the giant eagle next to her and asked in a low voice: "...?"
Behind him, the bright silver giant eagle stood silently and watched the witch's clear eyes. There was a light flash of memories. Chu Chen really wanted to tell him his identity, but in the end he held back.
A thought came out gently: "The trip to the Book Tower of Hell must be full of dangers and take a good rest. Then we will have to go through a series of hard fights."
Ling Xuan was taken aback and nodded silently.
A gentle ripple in the girl's heart field slowly dissipated like hot water.
Maybe it will happen someday.
I can feel that although I don’t know where I am really grateful for being with me so that I am not so lonely.
Everyone waited for about three or four hours, and finally a figure appeared again on the originally calm and empty grassy grassland.
Here is a handsome young man who looks like he is in his twenties.
Wearing a blood-red robe, Xin has a long white and handsome face with a smile and a squinting look. At first glance, this man looks like a suave dandy in the world.
The blood-clothed youth is not hurried or slow, and looks like a stroll in a leisurely courtyard, but each step walks over a distance of several feet.
Holding a bright red folding fan in his hand, the blood-red waves on the folding fan rose to the sky, exuding a wave of strong to extremely vast waves.
Obviously, this folding fan is a piece of treasure that exudes an aura and even resembles this ancient secret treasure on the side of the old man with evil bones!
After arriving in front of the crowd, the blood-clothed youth smiled and put away the folding fan, then arched his hands at the crowd with a familiar touch.
"Hehe...It seems that everyone is waiting for only one. Uh, two such beautiful and moving fairies are really sinful."
When everyone heard the words, they raised their eyelids and looked at them in silence.
When Dao Lanxuan saw this scene, the young man in a blood-clothed suit returned a bow: "He needs nine people here to open this Hell Book Tower. Now there is one person besides you~ IndoMTL.com~~ It can be seen that it is enough!" The blood-clothed youth looked calm, "Isn't there only one missing here."
When everyone heard the words, they looked up again and saw the blood-clothed youths pointing at them one by one: "One, two, three...seven. Eight people and one bird can activate the Hell Book Tower. Right?"
Huh?
After hearing this, everyone felt their eyes bright: This is really a word that awakened everyone in the dream. Everyone only counted the number of monks, but almost ignored the existence of the silver giant eagle!
The evil monk patted his thigh more fiercely: "Yeah! Why did we forget this one! That silver eagle is so powerful and psychic that it can directly take the place of one person. This is enough for the number of people. !"
Everyone nodded when they heard this. The silver eagle is against the sky. Everyone has seen that although it is only a bird, its wisdom and spirituality are no worse than a human being.
So when I thought of this, everyone's eyes turned to Ling Xuan. Welcome everyone hoping to look at any expression on Ling Xuan's cold face: "I want to ask what it means."