hum!

Space freezes, time freezes.

Feng Linwen walked towards Mu Qing.

Mu Qing, on the other hand, stared blankly at Feng Linye who was walking towards her.

Only his mind can be active, and he desperately wants to struggle.

But it was getting deeper and deeper, and a sense of powerless suffocation came towards him.

He hadn't felt this way in a long, long time.

Then he felt a groggy, and countless noisy memories rushed towards him like a torrent.

It's like he's caught up in endless memories.

It's like retracing the path of life.

Feng Linwan stood in front of Mu Qing.

Putting his hand on his dantian, he suddenly took a breath.

A mass of matter circulating like an aurora was caught in his palm.

Five fingers, like a prison dragon pillar, tightly tied the mass of matter.

Mu Qing's whole body, as if relaxed, fell down and fell into a coma.

"Is he going to be alright?" Little Pigeon asked, looking at Mu Qing who had passed out.

"Of course it'll be all right, he'll be even better."

"Okay, don't worry about him for the time being. When he wakes up, he will have his own chance." Feng Linwen said with a casual smile.

Then grabbed the little pigeon, shuttled through space, and stood in an ancient ruin.

In the ruins, there seem to be some traces left.

But the long years have made these traces weaker.

There are some powerful breaths, still lingering here.

They resist all intruders.

Feng Linwan was of course an intruder, but he was not a martial artist, he was a cultivator.

Martial Artists use their strength to break everything, even if they subdivide some branches, the general style will not change.

On the other hand, immortal practitioners know all things, summarize all things as Dao, and finally find their own reason of defying the sky by adapting to them.

Pull the pigeon.

Feng Linwan's spirit was imitating the ruins, which lingered, even mixed with some traces of soul.

Then the two walked to a high platform.

"It's time to start!" Feng Linwan said to the little pigeon.

"What do you need me to do?" Feng Linye added again.

"Yang qi is too hot, I need yin qi." The little pigeon looked at Feng Linye in surprise.

The Soul Summoning Sutra was passed on to her by Feng Linwen, how could she not know that it is best to use the Soul Summoning Sutra when Yin Qi is rising?

But at this moment, it is noon, when the sun is at its hottest.

Of course, Feng Linwan did not ignore this, but did it intentionally.

Normally speaking, in a day, the Yin Qi of Zi Shi is the most intense.

But that's normal.

There is another situation, when the yin qi is prosperous, it is stronger than the child's time.

At this time, the scorching sun above the head is exuding a dazzling brilliance, spreading the selfless light to all directions.

Feng Linye's aura was rising all the way to the extreme.

Feng Linxuan intensively cultivated the seventy-two transformations, but it was not just the seventy-two transformations.

Many of the changes in the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gangs, he also practiced and never let go.

Thirty-six heavenly gangs and seventy-two earth shackles close together, there are just one hundred and eight kinds of changes, and they also correspond to the one hundred and eight magical powers that are the most traditional and the most powerful among the Taoist sects.

Changes in the sky...

True Qi rose, the palm of the hand was drawn to the scorching sun in the sky, and a jade-white beam of light rushed towards the scorching sun.

At the same time, under the guidance of Feng Linye, those lingering breaths in the ruins also followed, and rushed to the scorching sun above the sky at the same time.

The sturdy energy beams gathered in one place in the void, and finally formed a torrent. The torrent flew up, and instantly penetrated the layers of time and space, hitting the bright burning sun.

Circles of ripples visible to the naked eye spread out, and for a moment, it seemed that the ground beneath his feet trembled violently. This tremor is not a small piece of the earth's crust that has changed due to a strong blow, but the foundation of the entire earth, which seems to be shaking slightly after being subjected to great strength.

On the high platform, a burst of frost and a cloudy wind began to gather. The frost visible to the naked eye spreads in all directions centered on the altar.

The rows of warriors' armors were also stained with a layer of frost, making them look like ice sculptures rather than living people.

In just an instant, the entire ancient ruins, including the surrounding mountains and forests, were all covered with ice and snow.

The scorching sun in the sky, the light emitted, under the impact of the energy torrent, appears weaker and weaker, and the temperature of the emitted light is also getting lower and lower.

The scorching sun above the sky, under the impact of such a force, became more and more dim, and the world suddenly fell into a gray fog.

The temperature of the entire world began to gradually decrease at this moment.

Countless ordinary people began to panic. They looked up at the top of their heads. The scorching sun that gradually became dim, filled their eyes with unbelievable stupidity. It's very unbelievable.

And countless aristocratic families and sects also sounded the alarm and became extra vigilant. Many strong men rushed in the direction of the rising energy torrent, trying to find out what happened.

As the scorching sun is getting weaker and lighter, the sky is getting darker and darker, and even the starlight is dim and dim, and the whole sky can no longer reveal a shred of light. In the end all that was left was an indescribable darkness.

The world fell into a moment of silence.

The top of the head lost the scorching sun, and it seemed that the rules of the entire world began to become chaotic. One by one black vortexes appeared on the ruins, and there was an infinite thunder brewing faintly.

It's just that the remaining power in the ruins is not weak, and it has resisted the bombardment from the thunder for the time being.

Feng Linwen waved his big hand, and cloudy yin qi flew out from his sleeve, and then combined with the clump of substances he took out from Muqing Dantian, ignited by him with yin qi, and turned into Xuanyinzhen. The fire started to burn and turned into a huge blue fireball.

The huge blue fireball was flying towards the place where the scorching sun was originally, driven by Feng Linye.

The so-called stealing the sun ~lightnovelpub.net~ does not really want to replace the scorching sun, it just temporarily covers up the splendor of the real scorching sun, and replaces the original operation of the scorching sun with some other substance to maintain the basic rules of the world.

In fact, it is somewhat similar to the rules of a solar eclipse.

As the big blue fireball gradually embedded in the void, the black holes containing the destruction thunder began to gradually converge and become smaller.

In the ruins, Feng Lin turned his back without a trace, hiding from the little pigeon, wiping some fine sweat on his forehead.

Even with his current ability, in such a world, he is not 100% sure about stealing the sky for the sun.

If it weren't for the powerful aura remaining in this ruin, he would not have succeeded so easily.

As the big blue fireball replaced the original scorching sun, the world returned to light, but the blue halo shrouded the world, making everything seem so weird. In the eyes of ordinary people, it is just that the sun has changed a color.

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