Every word and every sentence, the bloody meaning comes to my face.
The anxiety and madness revealed between the lines are clear and strong, they are like invisible big hands holding Niya, touching the veiled membrane deep in her memory.
"Prove it with my husband's duty, and declare it to the world with a blood letter!"
"I, Tang Yan... will spend ten years and give up everything..."
"If within ten years, there is still one person alive in Falan Tower, I, Tang Yan, will cut off my head to prove the blood oath!"
Niya was slightly absent-minded. Even from the perspective of a bystander, she could feel the pathos in the words, as if she could see a mad man roaring hysterically.
"Tang Yan...husband...Nan Wunian..."
Niya murmured softly, silently thinking about it, and looked at the blood book in front of her absentmindedly. Suddenly, she felt a sharp stabbing pain in her head. This time it was extremely strong, making her delicate body tremble slightly, and even her face turned a little pale.
A strong sense of doubt came to my mind.
Nan Wu Nian? Tang Yan? Falan Tower? Human Palace?
Real! Illusive! Sincere? False?
"I don't know your past, so I can only provide you with a few directions. I hope I can give you some help. Tang Yan is the inheritor of the Ghost Green Fire, the young master of Jiulongling, the descendant of the Holy Buddha of the Pure Land Chenyuan Pavilion, and also the Immortal of the Eternal Beast Mountain.
The son of Huang, he has black hair and black eyes, carries a black sword, and has Zhaoyi and Zhuge Liang as his assistants."
Zhao Wenqing tried his best to speak in a calm tone, and also offered any assistance he thought would be useful.
Niya took a deep look at Zhao Wenqing, put away the hesitation, sat cross-legged again, closed her eyes, and adjusted her breath silently. The words in the blood book were carved into her mind like a carving knife, lingering, turning into
The blood was thick and filled with chaotic consciousness.
Ghost green fire? Descendant of the sky? Son of the immortal phoenix? Black sword? Zhaoyi?
Words that are strange yet familiar are like invisible hooks, stirring cruelly in my mind, as if they are trying to evoke memories that have been silent in the depths of the ocean.
Niya's mind was tingling, her breathing began to become heavy, her face began to turn pale, and her forehead was covered with layers of sweat. But the more she explored, the more confused her consciousness became. Strange and familiar scenes appeared one after another. A young man with black hair and black eyes appeared in the most chaotic state.
looming in the ocean of memories.
Dros? Life and death match?
The palace of the Rao family, the naughty and playful teenagers?
While Niya felt the sting, her face gradually turned cold.
Memories are covered up, and cannot cover up the deepest obsession in life, nor can they cover up wisdom and tenacity!
She... gradually came to her own judgment...
Falan Tower was worried that the strong interference would attract Niya's attention, so the coverage was very dull. It had just started less than a month ago, and it had not fully exerted its effect. After Zhao Wenqing's strong stimulation at this moment, and the touch of the blood book, the deep
It deeply stimulates the membrane deep in the memory.
But... forcibly awakening the memory caused severe memory confusion, and the pain caused caused her to moan slightly. Bloodshot eyes oozed from her tightly clenched teeth, and blood slowly gathered at the corners of her mouth.
"Look for yourself from the depths of memory, and slowly start from the first memory of Lushun." Zhao Wenqing carefully comforted Niya, and started writing with bare hands, attracting the floating charms around to gather towards Niya, helping her to calm down: "Tower Master and the others
You can tamper with your memory once, but you cannot continue to tamper with it, otherwise it will easily destroy your consciousness and make you unimaginable. Only you can save yourself and find yourself."
Niya's whole body was tense, and the thick spiritual energy surged, causing the red robe to flutter slightly and her red hair to dance, but her cold and firm face was pale and colorless.
"This is the core of Falan Tower. Millions of talismans can help you recover. I will fully assist you. You can let go and find yourself." Zhao Wenqing sat cross-legged opposite Niya, showing off the strongest skills of the proud daughter of Falan Tower.
, causing millions of spells to swirl like nebulae.
At the moment when I closed my eyes and concentrated, I silently prayed in my heart: "Niya, you must find yourself before dark! The lives of the nearly 40,000 disciples of Falan Tower may be on you. I...please..."
The sky is filled with sunset, and the bloody sunset covers the vast plains.
Tang Yan walked slowly into the sky as the scorching sun set in the west. His blood-colored eyes were filled with murderous intent and became even more violent. He stared across the vast plain at the ancient city at the end of his sight.
At this moment, I felt relieved, no longer angry or resentful.
My heart is like a dead sea, only the murderous intention is left!
As Tang Yan stepped into the air, the crowd who had been waiting all day all cheered up, and the 30,000 warlocks also renewed their momentum, gathering their fighting spirit amid the tension.
"Get ready!" The leaders and elders of each department quietly signaled, and the 30,000 warlocks began to adjust accordingly, each preparing to condense the runes and form a super killing move.
"It's getting dark, and Jiulongling doesn't seem to be coming."
"Get ready to take action and capture Tang Yan!"
"We can't let him be cruel anymore, let alone give him the opportunity to reveal Niya's secret."
"Jiulongling hasn't shown up yet, so it seems that he is not far away to accompany him in his mischief. As long as we take down Tang Yan and don't hurt his life, everything will be easy."
The ten ancestors signaled to each other, discussed quietly, and were also distributing information with each other's eyes, preparing to directly launch a killing move to force Tang Yan to be trapped here.
Ten Half-Saints jointly attack, and controlling a third-level Martial Lord is no problem!
No matter how unparalleled the person is, under the absolute suppression of power and numbers, the so-called talent is a joke.
The fifth judge twisted his neck and moved his body that had not been crazy for a long time: "Falan Tower, it is getting dark, this is the only ultimatum - release my young lady, otherwise there will be no room for relaxation when the entire Jiulong Ridge comes. You guys
A decision is not only related to the survival of Falan Tower, but also related to the lives of tens of thousands of warlocks. Please make your decision carefully. There is no reason for your own ignorance to let their lives and deaths pay for it."
The ten Half-Saint Ancestors ignored his ultimatum. In their view, the Fifth Judge's calmness was more like a routine casual comfort than a real threat. They were separated in ten directions and slowly soared into the sky, with cross characters appearing on each of their foreheads.
A giant rune pattern stretched out under the feet. Amidst the dull roar, a gorgeous and simple ray of light erupted, drowning the whole person. It was like ten giant rune petals in full bloom, each extending dozens of meters, condensed with
The spiritual power between heaven and earth.
Warlocks can use the power of the sky, and semi-saint level experts can use their hands to trap a party's spiritual power.
"All warlocks listen to the order and form a large formation with blood lotus runes!" Accompanied by the shouts of the inner dean elder, 30,000 warlocks retreated one by one, and the area gradually spread to several thousand meters, forming a giant lotus character.
Under the unanimous orders of their respective commanders, they began to condense the runes, all glowing with light, quickly connecting with each other, and gradually forming a whole, like a giant rune taking shape, filled with extremely terrifying power of destruction.
.
Tang Yan was standing in the sky above the giant blood lotus rune, surrounded by ten semi-saint-level powers in all directions. The spiritual energy in the surrounding space was rapidly draining away, forming an extremely dangerous blank area.
But even in the face of such terrifying power, his face remained unchanged. Only the sword pointed at the sky, only the eyes were filled with ferocity, and only the fighting spirit surged into the sky: "It's less than a stick of incense before dark. Look at your posture,
I am not ready to return my wife. In this case... the blood letter will take effect immediately! Ten years later, if there is still one person alive in Falan Tower, I, Tang Yan, will cut off my head to rectify the blood oath!"
"Don't think that with support, you can be lawless and decide the life and death of others! Today, I will teach you a lesson and let you know that there is a sky beyond the sky!" The runes of the ten ancestors were formed one after another, causing energy chaos in the world.
The space within a radius of several thousand meters trembled violently, the ground shook and the mountains shook. The space echoed with the sound of oceans and rivers, the smell of thunder and lightning, heavy rain, and the weight of mountains and earth.
It's like giant ancient behemoths struggling to break out of the runes.
The air was filled with a strong sense of danger, and even the crowd watching the battle in the distance retreated again and again. They felt their chests were tight and their breathing was short, and they were paying close attention to the situation nervously and eagerly.
"Boss, what should I do?" The Dragon Scale team members were a little anxious.
The fifth judge touched his chin and his eyes flashed: "Do you think the young master looks like a fool?"
Everyone rolled their eyes and was speechless for a while. Are you still in the mood to joke at this time? Aren't you afraid that Commander Ma will slap you to death when he comes?
"If you want to believe him, just wait here honestly and listen to my orders." The fifth judge's eyes changed darkly, and he unconsciously pressed with his right hand to comfort the restless Dragon Scale team members.
Tang Yan's face was tense, his voice was raised, golden lightning was wrapped around his body, and the surrounding space began to distort: "Before the war begins, who else is willing to leave Falan Tower? If not, let's start! Ten Half-Saints, what do you want now?
Put me to death, show no mercy, and don’t even think about begging for mercy when the situation changes later! Thirty thousand magicians of the blue tower gave you a chance, but don’t say that I killed innocent people later. You chose the path yourself, and you pay the price for yourself.
bear!"
"Arrogant!" Ancestor Fang Chen was the first to attack, and all nine ancestors gathered their strength and released it.
However……
Click! Tang Yan's long hair was dancing wildly, his face was suddenly ferocious, and the eight-phase thunder seal exploded completely at this moment, and his whole body instantly crossed a thousand meters and reached the vast sky!
Escape the encirclement before the warlock's offensive.
Click, click, click!
Golden lightning burst out intensively, stretching left and right to the deepest part of the sky. In the blink of an eye, Tang Yan was sent to a height of 10,000 feet, almost overlooking the entire Blessing Plain. Then... the ghost green fire around him surged, roiling and condensed into a blue falcon.
around.
An eagle's cry shook the sky thousands of miles away, and the giant fire eagle roared proudly across the sky, filling the sky with vast ominous power. The booming sound was as loud as thunder and lightning, and the surging wings fluttered violently. The whole person tore through the sky at a terrifying speed, shooting straight from thousands of miles away.
Take the Taiping Ancient City at the end of your sight!