Chapter 2091 Prehistoric Battlefield, Here Is the Tianji Pavilion

Chapter 2097 Here is the Tianji Pavilion

"Xue Beichen has never heard of it, but he is from Fushengmen, so he should be a bit capable. Yan Xiaoluo, you have to know him, he is the kind of person you just want to beat him at a glance, but you can't beat him, of course, that is Before, now I can call him father."

"Have a grudge?"

"No!"

"You must have eyes like that."

"Been beaten."

Qin Ming smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth: "Continue."

"Murong's talent, I don't have any impression. But the spirit sacrifice mystery is not easy, especially in her hands, it can be brought into full play."

"Why haven't I heard of this profound truth?"

"There are three thousand secrets of heaven, many of which appear frequently, and only once in thousands of years. The secrets of worshiping spirits are of this type. This secret is very simple, but it is terrifying. It can pass the energy in weapons and some spiritual treasures through some kind of A unique sacrificial method, release it, and then detonate it directly, exerting great power. If a sacred weapon is detonated, even high-level Tianwu can be killed. It may be a bit of a prodigal, but she comes from the Eight Treasures Glazed Sect, baby There are countless of them, and it is said that there are thousands of them with her.” (Correct the mistake in the previous chapter, it should be the Eight Treasures Glazed Sect)

"Sacrificing weapons, detonating energy?" Qin Ming fantasized about that scene, this mystery is really simple and rude enough.

"Cultivated to the extreme, it is said that it can control the body of a warrior and make him explode!

"Is the breastplate of the Immortal King's battle helmet on Baili Jinyu's body?"

"It should be. It is said that it was a gift from Pan Wuxianzun, the leader of Jietian Sect, when she entered the realm of Tianwu."

While they were talking, cheers suddenly came from the street outside, and a large amount of light rain fell from the sky, like nectar, nourishing the trees in the ancient city, shining brightly on the mansions, and falling on the ordinary people. There will be a feeling of refreshment.

Many people flocked out and gathered on the long street, receiving the light rain falling from the sky, excited and excited, shouting the name of the fairy.

"Who is that?" Qin Ming stood at the window, looking at the sky, a group of cranes were flying from afar, and there were some graceful and beautiful women standing on them, waving the rain and dew. On this dreamlike island, this scene is so beautiful and ethereal.

"People from Tianji Pavilion?" Yang Dingfeng didn't know him, but he made a good guess after hearing the shouts and discussions outside.

"There is also Tianji Pavilion here?" Qin Ming's expression changed slightly.

"There are several powerful forces in the Great Chaos Realm, and the Tianji Pavilion is one of them. What's the matter, there will be a Tianji Pavilion after ten thousand years? Didn't you say that there was no Great Chaos Realm in the Heavenly Court era?"

"There is no Great Chaos Realm, but there is a Jiuxiao Tianji Pavilion." Qin Ming frowned slightly, and suddenly had a guess that the Jiuxiao Tianji Pavilion, which was above all living beings in the Heavenly Court Age, might be left after the Great Chaos Realm fell in the future Tianji Pavilion. How can denial have such a detached status and such mysterious power.

The crane flew across the street at low altitude, attracting more cheers, but when passing by Qin Ming's window, a noble woman in front suddenly opened her eyes, looked back at Qin Ming and Yang Dingfeng, and controlled the crane below her. . The other women stopped one after another, driving the crane, and followed her gaze to Qin Ming.

Qin Ming's golden pupils condensed slightly, and a golden streamer glowed all over his body, forming a protective cover. He immediately thought of Zhu Qingqing, who could see through misfortune and future at a glance.

"Who are you?" The woman wore a veil, revealing half of her peerless beauty. Her beauty was breath-taking, but she also had a kind of holiness and indifference that rejected others thousands of miles away.

"Does Mengtiandao still care about identity?"

The woman stared at Qin Ming and wanted to investigate carefully, but was blocked by the golden light: "The one who doesn't care about his identity is the Great Chaos Realm. Are you going to enter the prehistoric battlefield?"

"I'll sign the life and death order later."

There were crowds of people on the street, all looking up at Qin Ming and Yang Dingfeng at the window, talking quietly. What is the origin of these two people, it can attract the attention of Tianji Pavilion.

The woman paid attention to Yang Dingfeng beside Qin Ming, but said nothing more, and left with the group of women behind her on a crane. But not long after, he looked back at this place again, and there were some ripples in his clear and clear eyes.

"It is said that Tianji Pavilion can predict misfortune and fortune, deduce life and death, and some powerful geniuses can even see someone's future." Yang Dingfeng scattered the silver brilliance surging from his body, and stared at the group of women who left.

"Ten thousand years later, Tianji Pavilion also has this ability."

"She didn't see anything from us just now."

"may be."

"Are you going to enter the prehistoric battlefield?" In the restaurant diagonally opposite, a woman wearing a sapphire mask called Qin Ming.

"I have that plan." Qin Ming replied casually, and was about to return to the room.

"If you have plans, you are not sure? People who are not sure whether they will enter the prehistoric battlefield, what should Tianji Pavilion care about." The woman snorted softly, with a bit of disdain in her tone.

Qin Ming didn't take it seriously and sat down at the table.

Yang Dingfeng stood there without moving, narrowing his eyes slightly, and said softly: "A person who dare not even show his face will have the courage to enter the prehistoric battlefield?"

"It doesn't matter if I show my face or not?"

"Is it hindering you whether we can enter the prehistoric battlefield?"

"Old man, do you know who you're talking to!" The woman's tone turned cold, and several men and women appeared behind him one after another, all wearing similar sapphire masks. Through the eye slits of the mask, they stared at Yang Dingfeng .

"Smelly woman..." Yang Dingfeng was about to reply, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Qing prison? You are from Qing prison!"

Qin Ming raised his eyebrows and looked at Yang Dingfeng: "What green prison?"

"A very hidden force does not live on the island, but in the abyss of the sea. There are seven such forces in the ancient sea, and they become the Seven Prisons. Qing Prison is one of them." Yang Dingfeng looked more and more strange, the people in the Seven Prisons They are all active on the bottom of the sea, and they rarely show up, but they actually appeared on Mengtian Island. Strange.

"Strong?"

"They dominate the seabed and occupy different abysses. Each of them has a deep background and specific strength... No one knows. Although there are fights among the seven prisons, once anyone encounters a threat, the other The Six Prisons will never sit idly by."

"I still have a little vision!" The woman snorted indifferently. "Apologize, I will no longer pursue your disrespect."

"Give you face?" Yang Dingfeng glared.

"Apologize! Let's just say it once!" Another window of the opposite restaurant opened, and there stood a group of relatively mighty men and women, but they were all wearing blood masks, with evil and violent auras.

"Blood Prison!" Yang Dingfeng was surprised. The Seven Prisons seldom show up, let alone contact with people outside. Many people don't even know that there is such a powerful group living under the sea. Even he met by chance, and today he actually saw the two prisons at once.

Qin Ming came to the window: "A misunderstanding will not lead to a deadlock. How about taking a step back?"

"We only need an apology!" The woman wearing the sapphire mask did not give in.

"There's something wrong!" Yang Dingfeng held up the Fengtianxie Dragon Pillar, and pointed at them across the street: "Don't be shameless! Don't say that you have come to two prisons, seven prisons have come, and it's not my turn. Arrogant in front of you!"

The people from the Qing Prison and the people from the Blood Prison wrapped their cloaks tightly at the same time, and waves of blue and red waves rose from their bodies, and they were about to kill them.

"You have a lot of temperament, but it's a pity that this is Mengtian Island, and fighting is not allowed. If you want to compete, see you on the Great Desolate Battlefield." Qin Ming shook his head secretly. In just one sentence, they will be beaten and killed.

The woman raised her hand to stop the men and women behind her. "Okay! We are waiting for you in the prehistoric battlefield! Remember my name, Sufian!"

"Remember." Qin Ming pushed Yang Dingfeng away, don't be as knowledgeable as this group of people.

"Wait! Is this the end?"

"What else do you want?"

"I gave my name, how about your manners?"

"When I sign the life and death certificate, you will know."