There is a blue sky and white clouds above the primeval forest. The girl holding the scepter has a pair of dark green gem-like eyes, full of simplicity, kindness and trust.

Hand a green glazed orb to the Imperial Master.

"I lent the Pearl of Life to you. You must return it to me."

The screen flashed.

Luo Fan stood in a dark cave, in a pool of clear water, with a sleeping girl sealed in a piece of crystal.

She closed her eyes and her breath of life was weak.

An Muxi:

"Every day, the morning dew from the Tree of Life needs to be collected to maintain the Queen's life."

The sea of ​​soul consciousness is constantly turbulent.

Before I could see clearly, the picture was broken, and a new picture flashed.

Battles and fire intertwined, with the starry sky and universe as the background, shattered and floating space battleships.

The Dragon King picked up the emperor's master by the neck and pushed the city armor onto a meteorite.

The Dragon King was covered in blood, lost an arm, and roared ferociously.

"Master Imperial, please put away your kindness!"

"The temple is the god clan, and its ambition is clear, so we can't stay!"

The next second.

The picture shattered and then coalesced again.

In the desolate scorched earth, there are many figures vaguely surrounding.

Luo Fan knelt on the ground, shouting and crying, holding a broken golden skull in his arms. Next to him fell a broken bone, covered in blood.

Golden light obscures the picture.

After the picture becomes clear again.

Ao Qin is surrounded by nine golden suns in the sky. There are vague humanoid life forms in the golden sun, emitting light and heat.

Ao Qin lay there exhausted, struggling to transform into a dragon, but was crushed by a golden light...

…………

Memories outside the valley.

The sky-shielding formation has been activated to block the magnetic fluctuations sweeping out from the valley and cover up the movement.

From time to time there were roars.

Liu Mingming stood at the entrance to the Valley of Memories.

The Amethyst Winged Black Tiger protected Liu Tomorrow from the sweeping magnetic wave.

Spoken words:

"Liu Mingming, recalling that the magnetic waves in the valley were unprecedentedly strong."

"Even if I protect you, I can't reach the position where Luo Fan is if I go another three thousand meters at most."

Liu tomorrow:

"This voice is definitely the boss's voice."

"It seems that the boss was also invaded by magnetic fluctuations and had some painful memories."

"I have to go in and wake up the boss."

Amethyst Winged Black Tiger:

"The problem can't get in at all!"

Liu tomorrow:

"You rush to Pojun Holy Land."

"Wang Lin has an emperor-level immortal demon snake, and he will definitely be able to enter the deepest part of the Valley of Memories and awaken the boss."

"I'm here to guard the sky-covering formation."

The Amethyst Winged Black Tiger nodded and spread its wings, turning into a stream of purple light and going away.

Liu Mingming directly transformed into a beast, turning into a ten-meter-tall half-man, half-tiger. He held a gilt tiger-head halberd and split a magnetic wave, taking the opportunity to rush in for several hundred meters.

A new wave of magnetic waves is coming.

Liu Mingming could only thrust the gilded tiger-headed halberd in front of him. The gilded tiger-headed halberd suddenly grew larger, and the blade combined with the body of the halberd turned into a giant wall, hiding behind the gilded tiger-headed halberd.

Because before.

Liu Mingming visited the edge of the Memory Valley many times, and the central area was tempered by magnetic fluctuations.

Although the memories are painful and beautiful, there is constant struggle.

But it is also very effective in tempering the soul.

It is a kind of soul cultivation method.

After practicing many times, Liu Mingming has a certain resistance to the magnetic fluctuations in the Valley of Memories.

Now his brows are furrowed, his face is distorted, his eyes are dazed from time to time, veins are popping out on his arms, and he is tightly clutching the gilt tiger head.

Yelled loudly.

Eyes regain clarity.

He stuck his head out from the gilded tiger-head halberd and looked forward.

Luo Fan could not be seen, but he could see more and more iron puppets gathering together.

Liu tomorrow:

"Codes!"

“The last few times I came here, I encountered at most dozens of iron puppets.”

"How come there are thousands of them gathered this time?"

Liu Mingming knew that in his current state, he would definitely not be able to deal with thousands of iron puppets at the same time.

Many of these iron puppets are still at the peak of the emperor level and god level. Their bodies are so hard that even a gilded tiger head halberd may not be able to split them open with just one halberd.

As the iron puppet approaches.

Liu Mingming began to retreat with his gilt tiger head halberd nailed on.

Also at this time.

Liu Mingming felt a palpitation in his heart.

A roar of thunder resounded in my ears:

"Gods!"

"Deserves to be killed!"

Liu Mingming was stunned by the sound and had no time to react.

I saw the sound wave shattering the space, lifting up layers of earth and rolling up countless iron puppets to cover it. The sound wave was even mixed with the blue energy of heaven and earth, making Liu Mingming almost suffocated, as if he was dead.

Liu tomorrow:

"Emperor-level power".

"It's over!"

Also at this time.

A ray of black light rushed over, grabbed Liu Mingming and turned back immediately, brushing against the sound waves to escape.

Half an hour later, I recalled outside the valley.

The Immortal Demon Snake collapsed dozens of peaks and fell under the peaks. There were many iron puppets broken into pieces scattered around, and there were also many powerful iron puppets that resisted the sound wave but fell unconscious.

Wang Lin helped Liu Mingming walk out from under the wings of the undead demon snake, with a look of shock on his face.

Wang Lin:

"The boss's energy burst this time has almost reached the peak of the battle with the Elephant Master."

Pat the immortal snake.

"How about it?"

The Immortal Demonic Snake shook its head, floating its body little by little. Two of its three pairs of wings were broken, there was a medium-deep wound on its abdomen, and many of its scales were blown off.

With a cry, black magic energy appeared all over his body, and his wounds quickly repaired.

Wang Lin:

"It's good that he wasn't seriously injured."
To be continued...