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Lin Qi was startled by the terrifying illusion, the incomprehensible voice, and the scenes that flashed in front of him.
Fu Sheng took a look and lay down on the ground, Lin Qi's eyes were blank and his palms were sweating.
And a wave of dizziness came over, causing Lin Qi to fall to the ground involuntarily.
"What did you do to him? Since you have helped us before, why are you attacking him now!"
Fu Sheng asked.
But Yi Wanqing said in a calm tone: "I didn't do anything to him. The reason why he is like this now is the effect of this immortal stele. As for taking action against him, it is also helping your Ziming clan."
"Do you know his identity, can killing him still be called helping our family? If he dies, something will happen to the Ghost Venerable, and the Ziming family will only be split at that time! Is that still called helping our Ziming family?"
"If I say that if I don't kill him, it will cause greater harm to the entire Ziming clan, do you believe it?" Yi Wanqing narrowed her eyes slightly, and the words of the rhetorical question stunned Fu Sheng for a moment.
Could it be that there is something else hidden in it.
"Could it be related to this huge stone tablet?" Fu Sheng vaguely guessed.
At this time, Yi Wanqing paid attention to the state of other people, and saw that only Fu Sheng and Lin Qi were awake here, and Lin Qi's hand was affected by the karma of the stone tablet and was unconscious for a while, so she decided to tell the secret. floating life.
"I can tell you this matter, and this matter must be kept absolutely secret, even if you die, you can't reveal this secret, otherwise everything I do is meaningless."
But Fu Sheng said: "Can killing Lin Qi be called meaningful?"
Yi Wanqing chuckled, she slowly raised her jade arm and waved towards the stone wall behind her.
"Perhaps you don't need to waste your time, what you see may be more intuitive."
At this time, the stone tablet behind Yi Wanqing, following her gentle wave of her jade hand, a series of dense lines suddenly appeared on the stone tablet, those silver lines seemed to be hidden on the stone tablet.
As the fine lines gradually connected, obscure characters began to appear on the stone tablet.
But seeing the characters appearing on the stone tablet, they are all composed of small hexagons one by one. These characters in the shape of a turtle's carapace have never been seen in Fusheng's life.
For a while, Fu Sheng was speechless.
"Are you humiliating me?"
However, Yi Wanqing chuckled and said, "That can only be blamed on the generations to come. They haven't even done a good job of inheriting the characters. This Xuangui language is a universal language, so it's doing a good deed."
Speaking of which, Yi Wanqing threw a piece of carapace towards Fusheng, and Fusheng took the carapace and suddenly found that it was a turtle shell, and there were many words on the tortoise shell that were the same as those on the stone tablet.
Looking at this carapace, Fu Sheng's whole mind was immersed in the lines of the tortoise shell, and the interlocking hexagonal carapace seemed to contain the Supreme Dao.
Just looking at it like this, Fu Sheng entered the state of comprehension.
What Yi Wanqing said also sighed softly: "It's still not bad, I noticed the essence of this article in such a short time."
Fu Sheng, who was immersed in the pattern of the tortoise shell, did not move for a while, he just lowered his head, staring at the tortoise shell in his hand.
Until the time of a stick of incense passed, Fu Sheng's eyes suddenly became sober, and when he woke up, he turned the tortoise shell in his hand and didn't dare to look at it again.
Because of the previous glance, he seemed to see infinite mysteries in the changes in the lines of the tortoise shell. The changing lines seemed to explain the truth of the world's composition, and the floating life caught in it could not extricate itself.
It wasn't until he felt it for a long time that he gradually figured out a little change, so he woke up.
However, this also made Fu Sheng dare not look at the tortoise shell.
Fu Sheng raised his head to gather himself, only then did he realize that he could already recognize the Xuanguiwen on the stone tablet naturally.
Fu Sheng didn't rush to look at it, and then prepared to return the tortoise shell to Yi Wanqing.
But Yi Wanqing refused and said: "You can accept it, and this article will be passed down."
Hearing that Fu Sheng was under the tortoise shell.
"Then, just take a look, I believe you will come to the same conclusion as me."
Fu Sheng frowned, he was quite disbelieving, but he still turned his gaze to the stone tablet behind.
? On the ten-thousand-year stele, there is a little bit of vicissitudes.??Leave a trace towards floating life.
The power of the flame that appeared directly ignited the sword energy inspired by Fusheng, leaving a continuous vertical and horizontal flame in the air for a while.
Seeing the approach of the flame, Fu Sheng gathered his cultivation level and raised his long sword.
"Jian Zhen, Xuan Feng!"
The edge of Tongxuan also brought up traces of black areas, followed by the sword of floating life and landed on a trace of flames.
However, a shocking scene appeared.
I saw that the insignificant and extremely weak line of fire was actually Fusheng's long sword that directly burned through Fusheng, but the remaining power of that trace of flame also disappeared.
The broken part of Fusheng's sword appeared to be in a state of melting, a sword that gathered Fusheng's lifelong cultivation, but lost to the opponent's sliver of flame.
An incomparable sense of despair came, and at the same time, Dan Jian Wanqingsu pressed Fu Sheng with her hand.
All of a sudden, a huge force rushed towards the sky, that kind of coercion was something Fu Shengyi had never seen before, and even his own soul trembled under that coercion.
Plop
Fu Sheng fell to his knees at once, and the huge strength made him unable to stand up again.
At this time, Yi Wanqing was gradually approaching, she bypassed Fu Sheng, and walked in front of Lin Qi.
At this time, Lin Qi hadn't regained consciousness. In his consciousness, there was only an evil silver light shining in front of him at this moment. He was completely unconscious and didn't know what was happening outside.
It's just a feeling somewhere that a crisis of life and death is approaching.
Yi Wanqing walked in front of Lin Qi, a trace of regret appeared on her beautiful face, but the fire bird in her hand went towards Lin Qi resolutely.
Life and death will be decided at this moment.
No one present could stop the tumbling firebird.
Just at the moment of death, the moment of death.
From a distant place, a white light came from here.
A light traveled thousands of miles, and appeared in front of Lin Qi in an instant, and a hand slowly stretched out from the light.
This is a white and flawless hand, but the breath spreading on it makes Yi Wanqing look horrified!
That hand emitted a hazy white light, and that pure white light was like the first ray of light piercing the primordial world when the world was first born.
It was such a hand, with a light grip, it caught the flying firebird.
On top of the fire bird, there were flames that could burn the sky and boil the river, but it couldn't hurt the hand in the slightest.
And at the next moment, the hand was slowly squeezed, and the fire bird was instantly extinguished.
And from the white light, a phantom slowly walked out.
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