In the place of origin, there is no way out for Yan Tsing Yi, but after Tang Yan’s enlightenment, he knows the origin and knows that he does not need Wu Junshan and the blue language to guide him. He leads the people to leave smoothly. In August 1st, the text network W ≤ W ≠ W ≥. ≈81ZW. COM

When he just stepped out of the boundaries of the place of origin, he squinted and stopped subconsciously.

Others looked at him slyly and asked, "What happened?"

"The heavens are moving."

As soon as the voice fell, he was like a determined old man, no longer speaking, and his heart completely sank into the heavens.

Others saw the clues and screamed, watching Tang Yan both worriedly and curiously.

Among the heavens, Yan Qingyi's eyes are full of light, staring at the top of the nine days, roaring: "Don Juan, you want to trap my heaven, dream!"

The majestic momentum is overwhelming, and it is completely different than before. It is totally different.

"This……"

Tang Hao’s heart was awkward and understood what was going on.

In the place of origin, Tiandao was suppressed by the tunnel, so there is no way to completely explode the strength. Once Tang Yu left the place of origin, this suppression disappeared.

The heavens burst completely, stirring the heavens and the middle of the wind to change color.

A group of black clouds appeared on the top of Yan Qingyi's head. Yan Qingyi grabbed a big hand and the black cloud became a long knife and went up over nine days.

Hey!

The sky seems to be split into two, and it sounds like a loud noise.

"Tiandao, this is the heavens, let you make the times." Tang Yan screamed, a raging wind, falling from the sky, fell on the top of Yan Qingyi.

The long knife was twisted and broken.

Yan Qingyi seems to have rooted in both feet, letting the wind blow, and the body is still moving.

Yan Qingyi raised his eyelids and looked at the sky contemptuously. He said, "Tang Hao, you left the place of origin and wanted to suppress me and dream!"

Hey!

Suddenly, Yan Qingyi rushed to the ground for nine days, like a shell, carrying a sturdy wind, as if to tear the sky.

call!

A hurricane condensed on nine days and turned into a golden palm. It slammed down and greeted Yan Tsing.

The golden palm fell sharply and became bigger and bigger. When it was close to Yan Tsing Yi, it almost occupied half of the sky. No matter how the Yan Tsing Yi evaded, there was no way to escape the attack range of the Golden Palm.

Yan Qingyi desperately widened his eyes and stared at the golden palm that was close at hand.

boom!

A loud noise, Yan Qingyi was shot from the air in the air, squatting on the ground, and then, the gold palm was shot on the Yan Qingyi, the ground immediately stunned the sky.

Everything is silent, the wind stops and the rain breaks, everything disappears, as if it has never been born, only the ground palm and the sunken ground show the genius.

"Is this satisfied?" Tang Yin’s voice rang in the sky.

He is very clear that this blow does not completely kill Yan Tsing Yi or Tiandao, but the taste is definitely not good.

"Don Juan, do you want to kill me with this ability?" Yan Qingyi's voice squeezed out from under the palm of gold. Suddenly, the golden palm violently vibrated, and was suddenly topped up by a huge force.

Tang Yin’s heart is stunned and understands that this is the power of heaven. Since the tunnel and the heavens are opposites, it is even more important to use the Tibetan scriptures.

His mind was moved, and a Sanskrit sound descended from the sky, turning into a golden Sanskrit, falling on the palm of gold.

On the time of the arrival, the jitter of the golden palm became weaker, and it was pressed down a little bit.

"You have learned the tunnel." Yan Qingyi shouted, apparently very shocked. "Sure enough, as I expected, the authentic darkness of Chen Cang, I have already chosen you."

Tang Yan sneered and asked: "In the face of the tunnel, do you have the confidence to win? Can you still speak up?"

Yan Tsing Yi did not have a chance to refute, because the palm of the hand has been completely wrapped in Sanskrit, and the light is shining, as if it is a big change.

boom!

After a loud noise, Jin Jia once again slammed on the ground, no longer the sound of Yan Tsing.

In the past, one minute and one second, Tang Yan was not sure about the life and death of Yan Tsing Yi. The golden palm slowly rose, and I saw Yan Qingyi’s death lying in the handprint printed on the ground.

"She is not dead!"

Tang Zhen was amazed at the tenacity of the other's vitality.

Yan Qingyi's eyes gradually opened. From this pair of eyes, Tang Yan saw another mystery. It seems that Yan Tsing Yi is different from the previous one.

"Don Juan, let me leave!" Yan Tsing Yi anger, pointing to the sky yelling, tone and previous judgment.

"Yan Tsing Yi, is that you?"

Tang Yan broke the mystery in one sentence.

"Of course it is me!" Yan Qingyi shouted with a vertical eyebrow: "You will let me leave this ghost place, otherwise I will never let you go."

Sure enough, you!

Tang Zhen Lingji moved and said: "Yan Tsing Yi, are you not good at prophecy? Moreover, you are now getting the truth of heaven, and the power of prophecy should be greater. Can you predict when you will leave?"

Yan Tsing Yi a slight glimpse, the complexion becomes unnatural, and prophecy can not be predicted at any time, this must be seen.

"Oh, I don't need prophecy, I can know that I will leave this ghost place soon. You are against the heavens. You have to be unlucky." Yan Qingyi said with a loud voice.

Tang Yan smiled meaningfully and said, "I don't think you can use prophecy."

"I..." Yan Qingyi was preparing to refute, but suddenly he stopped, his eyes became mysterious, and his mouth evoked an inscrutable smile.

"What's wrong with you?" Tang Yan looked at the scene and asked curiously.

Swearing, Yan Tsing Yi is as awake as a dream. God mysteriously said: "You can't hold me in this heaven, I already know when I will leave."

Tang Yan’s heart was awkward and asked: “Have you predicted it?”

Yan Qingyi laughed smugly: "How can I tell you? In short, you can't help but use this area to trap me."

Where does Tang Zhen still do not understand, I am afraid that there are ten ** Yan Tsing Yi predicted the future, what will the future look like?

Tang Yan’s heart is like being caught by a cat and becomes extremely curious.

Can Yan Tsing Yi three mouths, he has no way.

"This is heaven, you don't want to say it or not you." Tang Yi broke a drink, the invisible power trapped Yan Tsing, she flew above nine days.

However, Yan Tsing Yi closed his eyes. Actually, she fell into a deep sleep. No matter how she called, she did not respond at all.

Tang Yan stopped and looked at her slyly. Where did Tiandao go, did she leave her, or even left the heavens?

There is no answer to all of this, and perhaps all the answers will gradually be revealed when Yan Qingyi wakes up in the future.

Tiandao was so eager to move, as if to counterattack, but was eventually suppressed by Tang Yan, so that the heavens would stop quiet.

Tang Yan’s fascination withdrew from the heavens, and other people’s eyes brightened and they asked in a random way.