Chapter 482 The Appearance of Shuangsu, the Place of Teleportation

According to legend, some supernatural powers have their own space. Once they are used, they can change the world and change the world.

In this pure black space, there was silence and no light, only the seal formula in Yang Qingxuan's hand kept lighting up, but it only flew not far away before being lost in the darkness.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly the whole space trembled, and a mysterious aura fluctuated out of the boundless darkness, and then in the space ahead, a little aurora flashed suddenly, emitting a dazzling white light.

The white light disappeared in a flash, leaving only a simple scroll.

A huge ancient scroll was slowly formed as the scroll unfolded, with countless runes shining inside, the golden light glaring, obscure and incomprehensible.

Brother Yuan cried out: "Contract! The holy spirit contract in ancient times! You are..."

Her words faltered, and a cyan dragon shadow flew out of the ancient scroll, floating and undulating on the surface of the scroll like a sea of ​​clouds, and the huge dragon body exuded an ancient atmosphere. She froze, Yang Qingxuan's identity was about to be revealed.

The runes on the ancient scroll flickered and gradually turned into colorful glare, projecting out, like stars reflected in the darkness, arranged in a certain order, showing thousands of shapes.

The ancient scorpion in front of him trembled even more violently. With a low growl, as if he had exhausted all his strength, a red light flew out of his body and shot into the scroll.

"Yang Qingxuan" heaved a sigh of relief, grabbed it with a wave of his hand, and the ancient scroll scattered in the air, and the whole space became pure black nothingness again, silent.

Gu Xie's trembling body suddenly became quiet, and the violent aura dissipated invisible. On the ridge-like back, a huge word appeared: Tail.

The word "tail" disappeared in a flash on Gu Xie's body.

After Hua Jieyu finished all this, he immediately withdrew from Yang Qingxuan's body.

Yang Qingxuan's body trembled, his eyes recovered, looked at the ancient scorpion, and murmured: "Ojuku?" As he spoke, he waved his hand and put the ancient scorpion into the star ring.

The entire supernatural power space has since dissipated, the world reappears, familiar scenes appear one by one, and the surrounding air suddenly becomes manic. Those thousands of desolate beasts suddenly lost the ancient crimson scorpion, and after a moment of silence, they instantly went berserk.

Yang Qingxuan's expression changed, and he said, "Let's go!"

He stretched out his hand to pull Brother Yuan, wanting to go back to the altar, the teleportation light was gradually weakening, and it was afraid that it would soon dissipate.

But the moment he turned around, Yang Qingxuan's whole body was shaken, and he was completely stunned. On Brother Yuan's eyebrows, there was a word "heart" clearly printed on his fair skin, which was extremely eye-catching and bright red.

Just like the word "tail" on that ancient scorpion, it disappeared in a flash.

Yang Qingxuan said in shock: "Brother Yuan, you..."

Brother Yuan's face was also a little confused and uneasy, his eyes were blank, and he said blankly: "I... what's wrong with me..."

"Gulu."

Yang Qingxuan swallowed, and said via voice transmission: "Brother Xie Yu, what's going on?"

Hua Jieyu was also very weak. Sitting cross-legged in the star ring, he said weakly, "I don't know why, but the ancient contract was directly signed with this little girl. She is now your heart."

Yang Qingxuan's head was full of black lines, and he didn't know why, but it was no longer the time to speak. Those desolate beasts lost the ancient crimson scorpion, and they were all very irritable.

"Walk!"

Yang Qingxuan made a decisive decision, held Brother Yuan's hand with one hand, and with the other hand, Nanming Lihuo Sword appeared, and the fiery sword energy burst out, cutting a passage directly forward.

But wild beasts from both sides kept rushing over, so he had no choice but to rush towards the altar with all his might, turning into a stream of light, and shooting into the circular barrier.

The moment the two landed on the altar, their bodies became transparent and disappeared on the altar.

And the circular teleportation barrier, after the two left, finally exhausted its strength, turned into little fluorescent lights, and spread out in the air.

The luster on the altar also gradually dimmed. The brand-new appearance continued to fade, and within a few breaths, it returned to the old appearance, and all the runes were blurred.

The desolate beasts that had lost their goals and backbone all roared violently in the air, stirring up sand and rocks, and desolate storms everywhere.

But after being berserk for a while, the summoned desolate beasts gradually calmed down and began to disperse.

...

Yang Qingxuan and Brother Yuan only felt that the space was constantly spinning, and the teleportation force on the altar was extremely strong, as if they were forcibly pulled in. After a few breaths, they reached the end, and the two fell to the ground .

The ground was no longer rough gravel, but soft soil. Yang Qingxuan hurriedly stood up and helped Brother Yuan up.

Brother Yuan was still a little dazed at the moment, looked at Yang Qingxuan, and said in a daze: "Did you sign a contract with me just now in that magical space?"

Yang Qingxuan just felt that his head was getting big, and he didn't know how to answer. He hesitated a few times, and said awkwardly: "I'm not very good at using that thing. The first time I used it, I somehow pulled you into it. But don't worry, After my strength improves, if I summon that scroll again, I will cancel your contract, and I will never use that contract to order or harm you."

Brother Yuan's voice was like a mosquito, and he gave a slight "hmm", looking a little absent-minded. It was only then that Yang Qingxuan realized that her black hair was disheveled and her daughter's posture was full, so she was a little embarrassed.

He began to look around, and found that it was a relatively dark place, the sky was gray and the sun could not be seen, and there were jagged low rocks and mounds everywhere.

Although there are no trees, there is no light in the whole environment, so there are only some low mosses growing in the corners.

Yang Qingxuan said in surprise: "This place looks like an underground space. Could it be that there are treasures of the Desolate Race?" He has strong observation and adaptability to various environments.

Only then did Brother Yuan gradually come to his senses, and then looked around. Thinking of the legend, he was also pleasantly surprised: "Maybe it's true. But, where did Xiao Da and the others go?"

Yang Qingxuan thought for a while, and said: "This underground space is very huge, maybe it was sent down randomly. Let's look around first to see if there is any danger, and then look for the treasure and the way out."

At the moment, the two searched around. There are no obvious roads in the whole space, and there are steep slopes and strange rocks everywhere. There is neither wildness nor aura in the air, as if it is completely isolated from the outside world.

After searching for a while, the two found no danger except for some weird bugs, so they gradually relaxed their vigilance.

Brother Yuan suddenly said: "Yang Qingxuan, you should use your spiritual power, otherwise the underground is very vast and it will be difficult to find anything."

Yang Qingxuan patted his head, and said depressedly: "Oh, look at me, why did I forget. With your life and death, the spiritual power is very useful."

Brother Yuan brushed the hair hanging from his ears, and smiled slightly, like a spring breeze.

After Yang Qingxuan saw through her daughter's identity, she didn't pretend to be a boy so deliberately, and now she smiled, showing the gentleness of a girl.

Yang Qingxuan's heart moved when he saw it, and he suddenly asked: "By the way, Brother Yuan, what's your name?"