As soon as the tip of the road went, the resistance suddenly decreased, and it seemed to have been cut through.

Originally a dark underground, suddenly a lot of purple light appeared, dazzling.

“Sours and nourishment!”

Yan Zhaoge and Ahu are in the spine, and they can hear a series of blown currents in their ears.

The two blinked slightly, then opened, and there was a huge hollow in the underground rock formation.

In the empty underground cave, a little purple thunder floats in the center of the air, and as a center, a purple thunder dances in the space.

On the walls of the cave, there are a series of looming patterns, and the spirit is quiet and quiet.

The pattern is red and white, as if the flame is blended with ice and snow.

The two auras of severe cold and hot heat come together to align the purple thunder in the center, but let the thunder and lightning not leak out.

At the same time, the heat and the heat neutralized each other, and there was no chill or heat to escape.

The most faint purple thunder in the center, surrounded by a group of haze, like a violent thundercloud.

In the center of Leiyun, a purple orb is looming, and it seems that there is a fist size.

Yan Zhaoge looked at the orb and made a snap: "Sure enough."

Ah Hu’s eyes widened:

"Is this another sacred shard?"

Yan Zhao said: "Yes, I want to come to the same year, the sacred shards of the sacred spirit are more powerful, and the old sorrow is not easy to collect after finding it."

"Therefore, I will lay down the spirits here, try to use the water to grind, and slowly refine it through time."

Yan Zhaoge looked around and looked at the spiritual pattern of the ice and fire intertwined: "Unfortunately, his life is at the end, and he can't wait until the day when refining is completed."

A tiger said something stuttering: "Public... son, are you guessing out from the words on the coffin of the old man?"

He now understands why Yan Zhaoge used to simulate the spirit of the old man in the Pisces.

In order to be a guide, through the traces left by the great old man, I took the lead to find it.

Yan Zhaoge shrugged his shoulders: "It is precisely the pursuit of the lava to avoid the lava fire chasing, deep underground, then simply try to find."

"The flames on the coffin have not been dissipated for many years. It shows how strong the regrets of the old man in the past are almost obsessive."

"So at the end of the day, the spirit of the spirit has condensed to this point." Yan Zhao song looked at the purple orb in the thunder cloud, sighed: "We are also considered to be the legacy of the past."

Whether it is the sacred shards that Lin Zhoujie first boarded, or the one in front of him, they are all reviled and refining by the great old man.

Otherwise, it is difficult to grasp the collection of the realm of the great sorrowful old masters, let alone the masters.

A tiger pouted: "The son, although I have not seen another piece of sacred sacred sacred, but according to rumors, look at the appearance of this piece of debris, they seem to originate from the same sacred soldier."

Yan Zhaoge looked at the thundercloud, and the voice was a bit awkward: "Yes, it's the same piece."

"The name is, the eye of the Emperor, also known as Lei Di."

Yan Zhao song out of the spine, the body shape rising, footed into the void, close to the purple orb.

As soon as he appeared, there was a loud noise in the surrounding space, and then the electric snakes appeared in the air, and they all came together!

Yan Zhao song is not flustered, reaching out and swiping in the air, writing Taoist spirit.

The hernia condenses into a spiritual pattern, which remains in the air and does not scatter for a long time.

The surrounding aura suddenly fluctuated, pulling the lines of ice and fire on the surrounding stone walls, and suddenly became bright.

The roads are shining and criss-crossing in the air.

In contact with these brilliance, the lightning that originally turned to Yan Zhaoge suddenly settled down and turned into a broken electric light, which disappeared into the air.

Yan Zhao songs stepped into the air and stepped to the edge of Thundercloud.

After carefully observing for a moment, and perceiving the spiritual airflow backwards, Yan Zhaoge stretched out his hands and touched Lei Yun directly.

Around the stone wall, the ice-fired intertwined spirits shine, and the red and white streamers are blessed to Yan Zhaoge.

And from the Thundercloud, there are also a lot of blue-violet electric light rushing out, and the body surface of Yanzhao song keeps moving.

Looking at Yan Zhaoge's body covered with a thunder, the Ahu in the shuttle is nervous.

The next moment, Thundercloud suddenly swelled, almost swallowed Yan Zhao song, and then suddenly contracted.

All the channels of Leiguang are included in the purple orbs, and the purple orbs are slamming into a slap in the sky, turning into the sky!

The spiritual lines on the surrounding stone walls faded together, and it was no longer possible to ban the orbs of the fragments of the eyes of the Emperor.

The pearls turned into thunder and directly penetrated the rock formations and flew far away.

Yan Zhao song is safe and sound, but his face is smiling, and he jumps back into the shuttle: "We chase!"

The shuttlecock moved back, and in the direction of the disappearance of the thunder, the rock formations were quickly chased.

At the same time, Lin Zhou, who had been out of the tomb of the Great Old Man, with a slightly ridiculous smile, glanced at the Yanzhe songs outside the black martial arts.

Then, under their ignorance, Lin Zhou did not panic and left the mountains where the entrance to the tomb was.

This trip was collected as expected, and the unexpected gains made Lin Zhou feel good.

But he hasn't been away for a long time, and suddenly his face suddenly changes!

The bag used to hold the treasures was shaken sharply. The next moment, a purple thunder directly smashed the bag and rushed out of it!

It’s the piece of Lei Di’s eye that Lin Zhou got from the tomb of the great old man!

Egg-sized round purple beads, bursting with thunder, you have to go to the distance!

Lin Zhou took a deep breath and raised a dark red giant net.

Giant nets are known for their winds in the air, and they are instantly overwhelming, covering the sky with a dark red.

The fragments of the eyes of the Emperor of the Flying Dragons slammed into the dark red giant net and were netted.

Looking at the dithered red net, Lin Zhou’s eyes kept flashing: “This phenomenon is either the call of the former sacred master.”

"Either there is a piece of more powerful sacred shards nearby, suddenly changing, attracting me!"

The sacred soldiers have become fragments, and the former masters have long been ancient, and the former possibility is ruled out.

Then the only possibility is that there is a second and more powerful sacred debris nearby!

In Lin Zhou’s heart, he felt that he was hot, but there was a faint sense of foresight.

Not waiting for him to breathe a sigh of relief, the sacred squad of thunder and light, even hard to fly with a red net to the far side.

Cooked, the ducks that have already entered the mouth, can still fly, Lin Zhou almost spit out a blood.