Eleventh Dimension, "Why is this kid Lan so confused! He has lost both his energy and blood and still dares to break into the space layer alone. He is simply dying!"
Seeing that the main star on the astrolabe could only emit faint light, Old Man Time was anxious.
"As the Lord of Ten Thousand Stars, he should have been in the Pole Star Palace all the time. How could he go to the Holy Light Palace?" The two palaces are separated by hundreds of millions of beams of light, boundless galaxies, and countless nebulae, making it impossible for them to meet each other. .
Nowadays, the sea of stars is dark and dull. If this continues, the high-dimensional planets that rely on nebulae to thrive will face destruction and restart.
People often say, "How dare a spark compete with the sun and the moon!" This is wrong.
There are many stars in the universe that are brighter than the sun and the moon.
For example, the blue they talk about is the brightest blue star in the eleven dimensions, the Lord of Ten Thousand Stars. The ten thousand here does not mean only ten thousand, but means countless. His light is one part of the sun. Ten million times more.
Therefore, he cannot shine in front of her...
As soon as Cosmic Law finished speaking, the stars flashed, and the dazzling light made the two old men, Time Reincarnation and Cosmic Law, both close their eyes.
"Is this bastard planning a sneak attack?" The law of the universe always had a bad temper.
In the fourth dimension, Fengdu Ghost City, the person under the black robe noticed something strange as soon as the liquid entered his throat. His weakened body quickly regained its vitality under the liquid soaking. He disappeared quickly, but the light still dispersed.
"Ah! Damn! My eyes!" A blue-white light flashed in front of Wuyou's eyes, making her eyes hurt, and she turned around and got into Ming Jiuye's arms.
Just for a moment, all the humans, monsters and demons who saw the light were temporarily blinded, and no one was spared.
The streets were full of panicked people. As time passed, and in the space of about a cup of tea, people slowly regained their clarity.
"Baby, how are you? Does it still hurt?" Looking at her red eyes, Ming Jiuye felt angry and wanted to laugh. The girl's hair was so bright that she immediately raised her head and faced her again.
"Husband, am I so ugly now?" she asked with a depressed face.
"It's not ugly, it's just that her eyes are a little red. You can't see clearly when you put on the mask." As she said this, she slowly put on her mask again. Most of the people in Fengdu here recognized her and it was time for this girl to start dancing again.
"That's good, husband, your eyes don't hurt?" Ming Jiuye lowered her body just in time. She leaned forward and stared at the blue eyes under the mask.
Ming Jiuye picked her up and said, "It doesn't hurt, I don't feel anything."
The blue-white light band flashed before his eyes, making him feel familiar and unfamiliar at the same time, but he could never remember the fragment of this light in his mind.
"Yeah, as long as it doesn't hurt, let's go."
"Okay." Ming Jiuye held her in his arms and continued walking deeper into the ghost market.
In the fifth dimension, in the gilded dense forest of the Star Continent, under the pressure of the seventh-level Great Elder Spirit Master, the realm of death collapsed in an instant.
As soon as the barrier was destroyed, the look on Cui Simei's face suddenly changed from uneasy. She walked past the family disciples with an arrogant smile. When she saw Cui Wen who had come all the way for her, she approached and clasped her fists and bowed, "Thank you very much. Great Elder..."
Snapped!
The rest of the words were all lost in the salty atmosphere, "What a disgrace! In the past few days, there have been repeated reports of your disqualification. How on earth are you going to put the Cui family to death?"
Great Elder Cui Wen rarely loses his temper, but once he gets angry, it proves that the situation has seriously affected the reputation of the Cui family. As the highest monk of the Cui family, he will never allow this to happen.
If on a normal day Cui Simei would definitely talk nonsense, maybe her rattle whip would be dyed scarlet at this time.
But now she was facing the elders of the clan. She was so arrogant and rude that she dared not cry out. She only lowered her eyebrows and kept sobbing while covering her red and swollen cheeks.
Goddess Feng Yan, the pride of the Cui family was slapped again. As a disciple of the Cui family, everyone can feel that the Cui family's fate is about to change!
All of them were as silent as cicadas, shivering and retreating to one side.
"Siran, what's wrong with your face?" Cui Wen's fierce gaze swept over the two Cui family girls who had been hiding at the back, his eyes focused like winter arrows, shooting at Cui Simei.
For a long time, Cui Wen didn't hear Cui Siran's complaint. The other person only shook his head, frowned and pursed his lips without saying a word, leaving the great elder who wanted to stand up for her helpless.
"Elder, my sister's throat is inflamed and she can't speak for the time being." Cui Simei said softly from the side at this time.
Cui Wen undoubtedly waved his broad sleeves and said: "Let's go, the leader of the Kabu Kabu tribe has requested permission to enter the imperial city."
Hearing Cui Wen's words, Cui Simei's heart skipped a beat. Without showing any emotion on his face, he followed him slowly towards the outskirts of the dense forest.
At the same time, the Yuheng Mountain Medicine King Sect said, "Disciple Qianchen pays homage to the master!" He was still dressed in white mist fairy brocade, calm and elegant, like a fairy from a paradise.
"You're back, are you injured?" Ling Yun walked down from his seat worriedly and looked carefully.
"Master, my disciple is fine." Qian Chen was stunned for a moment by Ling Yun's unexpected concern. He thought the master would ask him first if he had entered Biyun Stream? Have you found any mayfly fruit?
Master actually didn't say a word about this, which made Qian Chen feel a warm current flowing through his heart.
"You're fine, go back and rest early."
As he turned around, Qian Chen couldn't help but ask: "Master, don't you ask about the mayfly fruit?"
"If you haven't found it, you won't come back. Why should I ask again? Go ahead and go down and have a good rest."
"Disciple, please resign!"
After leaving Yongqing Palace, Qian Chen touched the purse on his waist. There were refined blood elixirs and blue patterned golden elixirs in them. He couldn't take them out suddenly. He would be staying at Wangyou Palace in the past few days. I'm making alchemy now.
Thinking of another object in his purse, he couldn't help but trace an upward arc at the corner of his mouth. When he smiled, the world fell down, and when he smiled again, the sky and the earth became pale, and the sun and the moon lost their light.
The breeze came slowly, and his clothes were flowing like the wind, like a banished immortal hidden under the moon. The stunned sect disciples were all standing in the corridor, "What the hell! Were senior brothers laughing just now?"
"That's right! It's the first time I've seen other expressions on his face."
Hearing the discussion behind his back, Qian Chen didn't pay much attention. There was a carefree charm in his brows, and he walked towards Wangyou Palace with a calm gait.
Siwei Fengdu asked, "Husband, what's going on with the old man?" The two searched for a long time but still couldn't find him.
"Baby, maybe he is waiting next to the Styx River. There are many grand performances on the river tonight. Maybe he is already waiting for us at the viewing platform." Zuo Yang reached out and held Wu Wu, who was sitting on the boulder with a bad temper. Worry, patiently said.
The Sharks always keep their word, and if he didn't show up tonight, something must have happened. As the Sea King chosen by the Sharks, Wuyou has the absolute responsibility to deal with it.
In order not to make her feel regretful, Ming Jiuye picked her up and walked forward quickly.
