Chapter 267 Yulun City

I don't know how long it took, all the streamer was scattered, and the tomb became dark. Xuelian City slowly felt that it was coming back to life.

She opened her eyes and saw Chu Tian sitting cross-legged in the middle of the tomb in the dark.

It turned out that what Chu Tian said was not wrong - three hundred years was just a flash.

But she has successfully broken through the natural disaster and has been promoted to the realm of magical power. At the same time, she had a strange feeling, but she was extremely accurate and affirmative - she fell deeply in love with the young man in front of her, and in a secret corner of her heart, another man appeared.

I don't know when a glimmer of light passed through the corridor and fell into the silent tomb.

Chu Tian stood up straight and looked at Xue Liancheng and said gently, "Let's go."

Xuelian City woke up like a dream and obediently followed Chu Tian's corridor when he came over and stepped out of the mausoleum.

As soon as she stepped on the sand outside the mausoleum with her slender feet, an indescribable and wonderful feeling rose in her heart. She couldn't help but look back and cast a last glance at the dark and empty tomb at the end of the road.

By this time, Chu Tian had already walked out of the mausoleum. He stood at the front of the tombstone and looked at the inscription on it. After a long time, he suddenly stretched out his hand and wiped it gently. The font on the inscription peeled off, and a dark red dust blurred his eyes.

However, with just a slight gaze, the scenery within a radius of a hundred feet came to my face. Tens of thousands of colorful streams in the void ripple with the wind like autumn water, converging into a sea of endless light.

This is the first time that Chu Tian has seen the dark aura around him so clearly, either as a fire or as soft as water, or as thick as a mountain or as solid as gold... There are different postures, emitting a strong and mysterious atmosphere, as if it is within easy reach.

But for Chu Tian at this moment, he no longer has to rely on the urging of Vandu magic to attract this group of colorful ghosts. With a slight condensation in his mind, he suddenly displayed ninety-nine and eighty-one golden-red magic knowledge from the yuan god. They can't peep with the naked eye, but they are clearly reflected on the spiritual platform of Chu Tian, like tentacles that can stretch infinitely into the void in all directions.

Chu Tian was surprised to find that every magic knowledge he exhibited seemed to have a spirit with self-will. It was full of thoughts, and they did not interfere with each other, but they were connected with each other.

In other words, he can think about dealing with dozens of irrelevant things at the same moment, just like he has nearly a hundred more brains at once.

His spiritual platform is empty and empty, and he is unconsideredly experiencing the graceful taste of the integration of magic and heaven and earth. With the continuous expansion of the golden-red wisps of magic knowledge, at this moment, just one of his thoughts can make it spread like a ripple, and finally completely cover the void around him, forming an invisible boundary.

In this boundary, he can do everything, and he is the supreme king who dominates this strange space.

What's more amazing is that after more than 300 years of refining the earth oven, the Cangyun Yuanchen Sword has been completely transformed into a beam of spiritual light into his body. In the future, if the yuan god is melted again, it may even be purified as the original demon soldier, and look at the life and death of the three worlds.

Ten feet, twenty feet, thirty feet - Chu Tian's magic knowledge stretched more than fifty feet in the void before he felt a dizziness in the sea of knowledge. Immediately, the eighty-one golden-red light that diverged outside the body also fluctuated violently, as if it would melt and disperse at any time, but it was almost reached the extreme. Limited.

Chu Tian's mind moved slightly like an arm and tightened the eighty-one magic knowledge slightly a few feet in front of him, and the golden-red light suddenly became stable again.

"Wo!" Driven by the thoughts between the fingers, the magic knowledge suddenly expands like a giant big hand to capture a large number of ghosts suspended in the void from the heart.

A mass of flowing light is constantly changing and reorganizing under the control of magic knowledge, suddenly shrinking like iron and suddenly dispersing like smoke, just like a master is concentrating on carving his masterpiece.

Suddenly, with a "squeak", Chu Tian's eyes condensed into a golden-red magic gun. First, there was a burst of light and shadow illusion, and then condensed and burst into a frightening power, such as lightning cracking the night, flashing bear flames and shooting straight into the deep cold fog in the distance.

After a moment, there was a vague muffled sound from afar, as if this magic gun cast with the underworld aura hit the abrus rock in the depths of the next door, which sounded to be at least three or five miles away.

- Peeping at Nirvana, the sword is thousands of feet.

This step has crossed the secular world and stood proudly above the heavenly level.

Xiao Inverse's memory is almost completely awakened, and the dusty magic knowledge is further integrated with him. What comes from this is Chu Tian's understanding and thorough understanding of the extraordinary sanctification of the road.

What is needed now may be just a little more time and more opportunities.

It is necessary to know that peeping at Nirvana is only the first step into the heavenly level. There are also several realms such as the magical power of creation, the natural Dharma phase, and the Taoist heaven and earth, until the merits and virtues fully realize the supreme truth of the unity of Taoism, and finally become the immortality of the Tao and the heaven and the earth.

However, every step is not a reversible behavior of human power, and various factors such as fate and luck are also indispensable.

Chu Tian breathed lightly and pressed the excitement in his heart, and slowly withdrew the magic knowledge to the sea of knowledge in the heart of the yuanshen's eyebrows.

Everything is gradually returning to normal, and the feeling of 300 years of retreat is fluttering in my heart.

Mushan was sitting on a large bright red stone next to the mausoleum, whistling boredly.

Maybe he hasn't seen a beautiful woman for three hundred years. After pretending reluctantly, this guy finally showed his true nature and rudely looked up and down at the plump body of Xuelian City while Chu Tianning was running the magic.

It was just a while after entering and leaving the mausoleum, Xuelian City seemed to have been reborn and changed. Her face is more and more beautiful and vulgar, and her original charm is gone. Instead, she is replaced by a holy and ethereal charm emanating from the inside out.

It's like hibiscus from clear water, which is naturally carved.

Xue Liancheng naturally noticed that this guy was flirting with frivolous eyes, but he turned a blind eye to his face.

The imprint of the wind has deeply hit the deepest part of her soul, like an indelible memory of her previous life.

Suddenly, Mu Shan seemed to notice something, his face changed slightly inexplicably, and the whistle stopped abruptly.

He stared at Xuelian City in a moment, and found the almost imperceptible familiar mark from the bottom of her eyes, and Huo Ran understood everything.

Hearing this, the pleasant whistle sounded again.

Xue Liancheng couldn't help but immerse himself in the whistle of Mushan. Suddenly, 300 years ago, there was also a high-willed manious young man jumping up and down behind the wind and whistling, and finally won a smile.

Involuntarily, there was a warm smile from the corners of her lips that she had not seen for a long time.

"Your Majesty, someone has been caught."

When he found that Chu Tian came to his senses, Mu Shan immediately jumped down the big stone and whistled gently.

More than 30 skeletons returned triumphantly with their trophies wrapped around, and the remaining ten of them have been extinguished in the fierce round-up battle just now.

Chu Tian looked sideways and saw that it was a demon man in his thirties who was captured by the skeleton.

He thought about it for a while and remembered that he had seen this person in the Zhuli Hall. At that time, he was shouting and drinking in the pub with a fat man like an upstart, but it was also a fine work.

"Bum!" The demon man was thrown at the foot of Chu Tian like a dead dog by a skeleton.

"Is it dead?" Xue Liancheng looked at the arrested demon man and was no longer angry.

Mu Shan coughed awkwardly and said, "It was originally alive, but who knew that he was stubborn. If he couldn't think about it, he actually blew himself up, which made me busy for nothing and only caught such a stinky skin."

After saying that, he turned his left hand slightly and grabbed a Meiyin snail out of thin air and said, "Fortunately, I found this thing on him, and it's not for nothing."

Chu Tian took over the Meiyin snail and said for a moment, "Don't scare the snake for the time being. Clean up this body first."

"Wow--" Almost at the same time, Mushan and Xue Liancheng each issued a secret bombardment on the corpse of the unknown man.

Two groups of light and fire met unexpectedly, and the bang collapsed, and the corpse exploded into flying smoke.

Mu Shan stood behind Chu Tian and secretly made a grimace to Xue Liancheng. His lips moved slightly as if to say, "Beauty, we really have a good heart."

Xue Liancheng snorted and twisted his head aside. He didn't bother to pay attention to this guy.

Chu Tian was clear about Mu Shan's small movements, and he smiled slightly unconsciously. Under the momentum of his thoughts, the magic spirit shot away from the body and locked on the mausoleum like a small hill.

"Boom!" The surrounding sand spread out like a wave of water, and the mausoleum trembled slightly and sank down with more than 30 skeletons.

In a blink of an eye, it completely fell into the ground. At this time, the surrounding sand was filled back under the control of Chu Tian's magic knowledge, and soon the mausoleum was completely covered, and no trace could be seen from the appearance.

Mu Shan looked complicated and muttered in a low voice, "It's too hasty. Why should we have a grand initiation ceremony first?"

Xue Liancheng couldn't stand this words. Qiong's nose hummed, "One day I will do it for you."

Perhaps it is the time of 300 years that has washed away the scars of the past, or it is a wisp of genshen after the wind, and the haze in the heart of Xuelian City is gradually dissipating.

And most importantly, she saw the hope of revenge.

Mushan over there was not angry when he heard the ridicule of Xue Liancheng. He smiled and said, "I dare not invite you."

Xue Liancheng had nothing to do with this scoundrel who was thicker than the city wall, so he had to regain his old skills and turn his head contemptuously to make this guy feel uninteresting.

Mu Shan didn't care. He looked at Chu Tian and smiled and became respectful.

I saw that he was impeccable from his demeanor to his manner, which was more like a handsome and turbid prince. How could he look cynical just now? Xue Liancheng was so angry that he wanted to smash his little white face with a whip.

He heard Mu Shan lean and said, "Your Majesty, it's time for us to go."

Chu Tian seemed to have never heard it. Somehow his thoughts drifted far away, but he found that no matter how far away he floated, he still couldn't catch up with the pace of Luo Jia's passing.

But he believes that she must be waiting for herself in front of the road.