Immortal Voices Chapter 810: French Open

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Rong Xian left abruptly, not because of what to do after talking with Chonghe.

The main reason is that she noticed that the heaven's breath was a little unstable, and she had to help, but it was not very convenient to have a rushing crane by her side.

Rong Xian walked forward calmly. She looked ahead and walked very steadily at every step, but her mind was all on the road in front of her.

She asked in her heart: "What do you need?"

Cang Tian is fighting against the web of laws of the Great Thousand Realm, trying to find flaws in it to sneak into it.

It was almost discovered by the law just now, but fortunately, even if it abandons a part of the power of order and draws away the law, it will be unimaginable.

At this time, upon hearing Rong Xian's question, Cang Tian took the time to reply: "Of course Abba needs it. Can Zai help Abba find out where the weakness of the web of laws is?"

After all, an invisible force rises from the bottom of my heart.

Rong Xian's eyes lit up, and there was a boundless world where she looked at.

The vastness and boundlessness.

Above this world, shrouded this breathtaking net.

Every inch and every cent are laws, and every piece is order.

Where the French Open is shrouded, all are in the eyes of heaven.

Rong Xian's heart was shocked, the Daqian realm's rules of heaven are so stricter than the lower realm.

The strict rules also represent the stability and stability of the world, which is unmatched by Zhongqianjie.

She leaned against the willow tree behind her, scrambled to read the entire rule network, and with this tight glance, she ran out of energy.

Rong Xian closed his eyes tightly, recalling the web of laws of the Great Thousand Realms over and over in his mind, and every remembrance was a loss of himself.

From the depletion of spiritual consciousness to the depletion of spiritual energy, from the depletion of essence and blood to the depletion of life span.

Until Rong Xian thoroughly remembered the French Open, the young woman leaning on the tree was also very old. When she saw that she was about to decay and decline, her voice was stubborn and dumb: "It's really - the majesty of the sky is unpredictable. ."

As her voice uttered, her old body also instantly recovered to its peak when she was young, until it returned to its previous state, even more powerful and unfathomable.

Rong Xian's mind was still immersed in the French Open. He heard the sky's impatient urging to connect the body of the ‘Uzun’ in the Mysterious Realm of the Great Thousand Realms. With joint efforts, all the loopholes in the French Open were captured in his eyes.

Her eyes flashed, and a bright light came into the sky.

The sky was anxious and looked towards the French Open, and was surprised to find that several weaknesses on the French Open were marked in red.

The sky:...

For a while, I feel a little complicated.

If this is playing a game, looking for traitors among a large group of friendly forces, the one marked in red could not be simpler.

It's like hanging up.

Playing the **** mode into a simple mode is still a stand-alone operation.

Tsk.

Cang Tian was just about to drill towards a place, and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

It thought for a while, and said in surprise: "Have you remembered the French Open?"

Rong Xian answered casually: "Ah."

The sky is a bit mad, is this legal net that ordinary people can remember?

I'm afraid you don't want to live anymore.

The French Open is powerful and powerful. Whenever you see the French Open, sentient beings lower their eyebrows.

This is the difference between the top and bottom of the biological chain.

"Ah what, how are you now?" Heaven asked anxiously.

Rong Xian glanced at the dim Wood Spirit Orb, guessing that it will take a long time to recover, and said: "It needs time to recover."

Cang Tian breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he can recover.

Only then did it focus on the point and said: "What do you remember about the French Open?"

To find the weak points of the French Open, you only need to stare at the French Open to find out. There is no need to remember the entire French Open.

The act of really remembering the Law Net is equivalent to standing in space, remembering the names and positions of all stars in all galaxies in the universe, as well as the trajectory of climatic conditions.

The workload is huge and can smash any top powerhouse in the thousand worlds.

The partial life Rongxian was achieved by the wooden spirit orb.

This is really dancing on the tip of a knife.

Rong Xian gave it an unexplained smile, and instead said: "This French Open does not seem to be a big deal."

The sky hurriedly stopped and said: "Don't talk nonsense. The existence of the legal net is the world's self-contained formation comparable to any formation in the world. Within the legal net, all creatures obey the order."

Rong Xian was thoughtful, with a smile that seemed like nothing: "In other words, if you find the weakness of the French Open, you can find the loophole. And if you work **** this loophole, you will probably stand in the French Open. It..." It's on.

"Sound silence." The sky said quickly.

Directly used the power of Heaven's Dao to silence Rong Xian.

It knows what is behind Rong Xian.

Standing on the French Open, what is that?

That is the **** who controls everything, it is chaos playing with order.

It will never allow Zai Zai to lean towards the side.

Rong Xian was noncommittal, and said perfunctorily: "I know, don't worry, I won't talk nonsense."

When she changed her conversation, she naturally ignored the dangerous topic before and said pretendingly: "It seems that you have broken into the Great Thousand Realm and helped me find that person. Why else would you be so idle?"

Cang Tian: No, I don't.

I'm not filial to Dad all day long.

Cangtian smuggled into the Great Thousand Realm unhappily, took out the breath that Zai'er gave, and quickly searched for it.

After dealing with the sky, Rong Xian's eyes fell on the void.

The four major continents of the Middle Thousand Worlds emerge on it, and each continent is in its proper place.

She quickly memorized all the places in the Middle Thousand Worlds, waving her sleeves away from the sky and projecting, closing her eyes and calculating something.

In the mountain temple on the barren hill, Chonghe, who has not left yet, once again welcomed the owner of the temple.

Chonghe: "...what else have you forgotten to explain?"

Rong Xian looked up when she heard the sound.

Finding that Chonghe was still here, she hesitated, and tentatively asked: "Do you like it here?"

Otherwise, why haven't you left yet.

Is this place a treasure of geomantic omen?

Rong Xian took a concealed look, I'm sorry, it's not my job, and I didn't see anything famous.

But it did not feel auspicious.

It is very likely to rule out the treasures of Feng Shui.

So why?

Rong Xian's eyes are deeply inquiring, and it's impossible—this is the place where some shady existence meets.

Thinking of this, Rong Xian immediately looked at Chonghe, her eyes sharp as a sword.

Should we make the best move first?

Chonghe:? ?

No, I won’t just ask you one sentence, but if you answer the wrong question, then you ask again. Did this bother you?

A big question mark popped out of his head.

I have to sigh in my heart: People say that Emperor Xu is moody, and this is true.

No matter what he thinks in his heart, it doesn't affect his response.

There is a certain thirst for survival in his heart, and he instinctively replied: "I am going to re-enact your idol, so I can't leave."

He pointed to the corner, and Rong Xian followed his guidance to see that there were already three identical clay statues piled up in the corner.

Rong Xian's expression froze, and she turned her head to show a warm smile, suppressing all the embarrassment.

Well, luckily no one knows what she was thinking.

The person is protected.