Chapter 2464 Ancient and Modern Chaos

Chapter 2482 A Killing Thought

Forbidden Island of Lost Music!

The news of the royal alliance's retreat had already reached here, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The black dragon who was about to leave the customs simply sealed itself and went back to sleep. Anyway, the Royal Alliance has retreated, and there is no threat outside. It does not need to rush out of customs, continue to adapt to the power of Xianwu, and regain the absolute control of the dark order from Heaven.

If possible, it is willing to sleep for three to five months, and then go to the Royal Alliance with its full power!

When Qin Ming arrived at the Forbidden Island of Lost Music, the place where the black dragon retreated was already shrouded in darkness, making it difficult for outsiders to enter, and the sound energy would also be swallowed by the darkness. Qin Ming tried to wake up the black dragon many times in a row but failed, so he could only find the funeral flower.

"The black dragon imprisoned that valley with the dark secrets, and there is nothing I can do about it." Although the funeral flower controls the Forbidden Island of Lost Music, her current ability can't affect Xianwu at all.

"Go out with me?" Qin Ming told about Dusha and the others who hadn't returned for a long time. I thought she was going out with the black dragon, but now I can only invite flowers to be buried. Her Yuanling Profound Truth is very sensitive to the energy between heaven and earth, and she might be able to feel the existence of Dusha and the others.

"Which heaven are you going to?"

"Go to the Heaven of True Spirits first. Most of Dusha, Jiuyou Tianyin Python, and Qinglong King disappeared in the Heaven of True Spirits."

"Just the two of us?" Scarlet petals fluttered around the funeral flower, reflecting her beautiful face. Although it was just a ray of soul, it was still so breathtakingly beautiful and dazzling. Of course, no one dares to directly observe her and appreciate her, this beauty... Only Qin Ming can see it.

"Yang Dingfeng and the others are all in the Eternal Palace. They will recover to 30% to 50% in a few days. We will search together then."

"Give me a day." The clone of the soul of the funeral flower split into petals all over the sky and dissipated in the clouds.

In the depths of the holy mountain, the body of the funeral flower is in a deep sleep, absorbing the power of the forbidden island of loss of music, and comprehending the profound meaning of the Yuanling. Recently, she has become more and more relaxed in her control of the Yuanling Profound Truth, as if she has broken through some kind of bottleneck, and she can control it with ease. Moreover, the Yuanling Profound Truth has begun to blend with the body and soul. This is what she has been looking forward to. There will be, I didn't expect it to start now. But for some reason, a few strange thoughts flashed in her mind occasionally, and they disappeared in a flash, confused and erratic.

She has always been very sensitive, and was also worried that she had made a mistake in her cultivation of profound meanings, or that she had been planted with Gu Tianchen's imprint when she merged with Gu Tianchen, so she was cultivating while catching that thought. Gradually, she discovered that the thought-like thing was not what she thought, but came out of nowhere. But until today, when Qin Ming appeared in front of him again, she didn't really understand what that thought was - kill Qin Ming!

"Kill Qin Ming..." Zanhua woke up from the retreat, but was a little confused.

Why do you still have this idea now.

Is it hate? Or complain?

Funeral Hua really doesn't want to be distracted by emotions anymore, and she doesn't want to be involved in the entanglement between Qin Ming and those women. She would rather be alone all her life and want to preserve her last self-esteem, so she closed herself as much as possible. in my heart, but why...

Burying flowers is also a bit strange, why did you want to kill Qin Ming?

Qin Ming looked at the direction in which the funeral flowers left, and was silent for a while, then shook his head and walked deep into the dense forest. He didn't go to look for the boy again, so as not to offend Funeral, he wanted to see Tong Yan's situation.

The spiritual sources of the four lakes were arranged in the depths of the dense forest by the burial flowers, in four directions, controlled by the secret array formed by the profound meaning of the Yuan Ling. When I came last time, Yao'er and the four of them had already started to fuse with the spirit bodies of each spirit lake, but it would take some time and effort to control the entire spirit lake and suppress it into the sea of ​​Qi. However, their realms have made great breakthroughs in the process of fusion, and they have gained a lot. When they really succeed in the future, they will not only be equivalent to possessing spiritual treasures such as the "Lingyuan Orb", but even become the incarnation of Linghu. The surging energy can make them ignore the infinite battles that consume.

"Father, are you afraid of her?" Qin Lan sat on Qin Ming's shoulder, blinking slyly.

"Who are you afraid of? I'm afraid of you." Qin Ming smiled and shook his head.

"I'm so good."

"You little spy."

"Who is the little spy? I was taking care of you for my mother."

"They all praise me for being good."

"You have to rely on self-awareness."

Qin Ming smiled softly, turned his head to look at Lan Lan sitting on his shoulder, and felt pampered in his heart. I don't know how long this little girl can sit on her shoulders. I really hope that she can stay like this forever. She doesn't want to grow up. Just like this, he walked and she sat, he talked and she smiled, all the time...

"Dad, do you like her?" Qin Lan tilted her cute little head.

"You are young, what do you know?"

"I've grown up."

"Based on the age of your elves, you are only one year old!"

"Using the age of our elves, you are only four years old, not much older." Qin Lan shrugged her cute little Qiong's nose.

...

"Where did Qin Ming go?" The old man wondered, he went to the Asura Hall and waited, but he didn't wait, just a few days after he left, Qin Ming declared Donghuang's ownership in the Asura Hall, and he managed to rush back to the Asura Mountains , Qin Ming seems to have left again.

"Could it be that he went to the Heavenly Court of the True Spirit? The news that the Asura Mountains spread out was probably passed by Qin Ming himself, in order to scare off the royal alliance. Among them, the news that the black dragon transformed in the Heavenly Court of the True Spirit...may be It’s fake, but it might be true.” For the first time, Bai Que felt dissatisfied with the old man, and he had prepared all the gifts, but he couldn’t find anyone to give them to him.

"Regardless of whether the black dragon transformed in the Heavenly Court of the True Spirit or not, most of the gifts we collected are in the Heavenly Court of the True Spirit. If Qin Ming has already begun to investigate the disappearance, he should start from the Heavenly Court of the True Spirit."

"What if the black dragon is really in the Heaven of True Spirits? It's an immortal warrior dragon who also controls the secrets of darkness." Bai Que is not afraid of Qin Ming, but has to be afraid of the black dragon.

"If it kills you with dark secrets, it won't be a loss."

"The power of Xianwu is too strong, but it is still the power of profound truth. If I die under that kind of power, the chance of my resurrection from nirvana is too small."

"Then shall we go to the Heavenly Court of the True Spirit?" The old man also had a bit of a headache. He originally hoped that after the transformation of the black dragon, he would be able to fight with Pan Wu Xianzun and the five-clawed golden dragon. When they go out again, they can challenge Qin Ming normally. As a result, the Royal Alliance withdrew so easily, leaving behind a black dragon that was about to transform and flourish.

Bai Que thought about it for a while: "Go! Try your luck! It's a gamble for your life anyway! There's nothing to be afraid of!"

"Regardless of whether there is a black dragon or not, we have to be fully prepared." The old man carefully took out a ball of blue mist from his arms, and a smile appeared on his vicissitudes old face, but there was a bit of hostility in the smile.

"Let's go, go to the Heavenly Court of the True Spirit, I can't wait for Qin Ming to kill me! I hope... don't let me down..."