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    The prisoner released his powerful spiritual consciousness in the Dacheng period, and it landed on the restriction like a rolling thunder, causing the restriction to stir up ripples and spread to the outside. I don't know how far, but Yang Qingshan can feel that it is a powerful wave  The power and consciousness spread to an unknown place.

    God's consciousness will spread as much as this world has, but this world is endless, but god's consciousness is limited.

    "what to do?"

    Yang Qingshan's whole body was stiff, staring at the water bottle in his hand, the only moving part was his eyeballs, while turning, Yang Qingshan saw prisoners flying from a distance, he was breaking the restriction, when he flew past Yang Qingshan, what Yang Qingshan saw  He is an old prisoner who seems to die at any time. His spiritual consciousness is at the stage of great achievement, but his cultivation has been exhausted to the stage of foundation building.

    "Is it okay? No, I'm waiting."

    Yang Qingshan's eyes turned to the kettle, waiting for the opportunity.

    The prisoner passed Yang Qingshan again, and Yang Qingshan smiled when he heard the voice of the old man dying.

    Whoosh!

    The kettle in his hand disappeared, and Yang Qingshan sent the kettle into his mind with his divine sense.

    Yang Qingshan's consciousness solidified into Yang Qingshan, standing at the place of Tianlei in Dantian, looking at the water bottle in his hand, Yang Qingshan really wanted to crush the water bottle now to see what's inside, but no matter how much force he used, the water bottle was safe and sound, Yang Qingshan  Bringing the kettle to Shenlong Gangmu.

    In front of countless magical paper pages, the kettle emitted light of seven colors, shot out, and searched among the countless paper pages.

    Yang Qingshan saw that the color of the paper did not know when there were two more colors, one black and one white, hidden among countless pages.

    The kettle automatically flew over, and Yang Qingshan quietly followed.

    There are two black and white paper pages. When the kettle approached for a moment, it burst out with vitality and deadly power, making Yang Qingshan fall to the ground in a state of aggrieved look at the two opposite sides of the kettle.  Melting in the strength, the drops of liquid turned into waves of seven colors like a dam bursting, instantly submerging Yang Qingshan's sea of ??consciousness.

    Boom

    The sound of thunder appeared, or to be more precise, the ocean of other-colored streamers melted by the kettle was tumbling.

    Yang Qingshan stood on the sea of ??color, looking at the paper pages that happened to be on the sea, they were still upright on the sea, and the kettle completely disappeared.

    "That's not true."

    Yang Qingshan was puzzled, he couldn't believe that the treasure of Shennongmen's town gate was taken by him like this, but he only saw the ocean, and nothing else.

    As soon as Yang Qingshan turned around, he felt that the ocean had changed, and seven huge vortexes appeared, swallowing everything about him.

    "No, is this asking me to die?"

    Yang Qingshan looked nervously at the seven huge eddies on the sea surface, watching them whirl while the sea of ??seven colors shrunk, and then what appeared in front of Yang Qingshan were tiles of seven colors.

    "Tile?"

    Yang Qingshan picked up the tiles one by one, looking at the tiles in confusion.

    The tiles are like glazed glaze, which reminds Yang Qingshan of xicang. According to the distance on the Shennong Gangmu, the tiles in his hand are made of xicang glazed tiles.  on the main tile.

    "Fuck, get seven tiles."

    Yang Qingshan was extremely depressed, and tried to recognize the Lord with a drop of blood.

    fail.

    Try to refine with your own spiritual consciousness.

    fail.

    Try to touch the sky thunder and let the sky thunder hit the tiles.

    success.

    The seven tiles seemed to be hit hard, and several phantoms appeared.

    "Out?"

    "After so many years, we have finally waited for the successor of the lower realm."

    "yes."

    The phantoms that appeared on the seven tiles gradually condensed into a human figure, wearing a Taoist robe of colorful streamers, looking at Yang Qingshan with a kind face, and talking about it.

    "Contains heavenly thunder, spiritual root given by heaven. Was it given by Master?"

    "Master is not that kind. When we practiced back then, as long as we made mistakes, we would starve for a hundred years without food."

    "A cruel person left me in the world before he left."

    "That was an accident from the heavens. It seems that the legend is true."

    "Unfortunately, the cultivation base is too low, ifA radiant smile.

    "The female doll is the spirit root of Yinhuo, with a strong corpse aura. Is it a descendant of the ancient tomb gate or the Yin corpse gate." The prisoner smiled, and looked greedily at the cold and beautiful Chen Jiayi with a pair of eyes, who hadn't been there for 160,000 years.  Yes, as soon as I came out, I saw the beautiful woman, and the little flame in my heart burned violently.

    "The gate of the ancient tomb." Chen Jiayi saw the perverted eyes of the prisoner, said coldly, and took two steps back.

    "Haha Ancient Tomb Gate, okay." The prisoner laughed loudly, stretched out his hand and said, "It was said 160,000 years ago that the Ancient Tomb Gate was the last person to visit the Blue Water Blessed Land. Is it your ancestor?  What's left?"

    "There is a map." Chen Jiayi said, and took out the slate map without hesitation. It is impossible for a person in the foundation-building stage to play any tricks in front of a person with spiritual consciousness in the Dacheng stage, except for the daring Yang Qingshan.

    "Okay. I'm very satisfied." The prisoner took the map, looked at it carefully, and knew the authenticity of the map. The smile on his face turned into complacency.

    "What's going on?" Chen Jiayi asked Yang Qingshan via voice transmission.

    Yang Qingshan had a bitter gourd face, lifelike, adding oil and vinegar, except for the matter of the seven tiles, he told Chen Jiayi everything, hoping that Chen Jiayi would feel sorry for him, but what he saw was Chen Jiayi's wide-eyed eyes.

    "Go, go directly to the secret lock." The prisoner said coldly after reading the map: "You two can't leave me one mile away."

    "Yes, I was captured." Yang Qingshan said to Chen Jiayi pitifully, and took advantage of the situation to hold Chen Jiayi's little hand, hoping to find a sense of security, but Chen Jiayi gave him a hard look.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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