And, slowly, there was actually no movement outside.
After a while, Qing Luo saw that Tang Xiaobao was still scolding, and couldn't help but said cautiously: "They seem to have left."
Tang Xiaobao just vented his anger, but of course he knew that the demon god was gone.
However, once the demon god leaves, the next step may be his own doom.
He was in a very depressed mood.
Unknown fear tortured his heart.
"Do you think we will die?"
Qingluo suddenly asked.
Tang Xiaobao glanced at him and asked, "Are you afraid?"
"Not afraid."
Qing Luo shook her head, with a happy smile on her face, and said: "If I really want to die, I will be very satisfied to die with you."
"You - silly girl, thank you."
Tang Xiaobao hugged Qingluo into his arms and said something moved, but then his eyes became firm.
He held Qing Luo's shoulders, and the latter looked at him stupidly, no, looked at him dreamily.
"We are not dead yet, and we don't necessarily have to die. Maybe he is just scaring us. It is not easy to destroy this secret realm."
Tang Xiaobao comforted.
Qing Luo said: "But, this secret realm was created by him and Shishen. It doesn't seem strange that he wants to destroy it. I think he can definitely do it."
"You should have full confidence in this temple. Even if the secret realm is destroyed, we will not die. Come, I will set up a few more formations."
After speaking, Tang Xiaobao took out some nuclear crystals and kept teleporting to place the nuclear crystals in different locations.
Finally done all this.
Outside, there was a faint rumbling sound, like the mountains collapsing and the River Styx flooding.
The temple began to shake, and the restrictions began to collapse layer by layer from the outside in.
Qingluo's face turned pale.
Needless to say, the demon god is really destroying this secret realm.
Tang Xiaobao also looked solemn, but it was not his style to sit back and wait for death.
Although he knew that the temple was in danger, he still shot out a ray of chaos energy from his fingertips.
Not far away, a nuclear crystal emits a dazzling light.
Then, more nuclei crystals were lit up one by one.
The light emitted by these core crystals made the temple seem to have many lights turned on, making it very bright and particularly dazzling.
Invisible power blessed the temple. The temple, which was originally shaking and restless, suddenly became quiet.
Outside, the rumbling sound was getting closer and closer, and the movement was getting louder and louder.
But the temple seemed to be in another time and space, not affected at all.
Tang Xiaobao said nothing.
He still wasn't completely reassured.
This formation is the formation technique he learned from the super medical book.
The Super Medical Book is a particularly awesome book. In addition to medical skills, it also contains formations.
In fact, according to the theory inside, medical skills can heal mountains and rivers and heal disasters in all realms.
Medical skills and formations also have similarities.
He was also forced to do it, and he had an idea. He didn't expect that it could actually be done.
At the critical moment, his medical skills saved him and seemed to show miraculous power.
Outside, the water of the Styx River has overflowed, submerging the entire secret realm. Only the temple has existed for thousands of years. The water of the Styx River cannot come close to the ten meters of the temple.
After a long time, the rumbling collapsed mountains gradually disappeared, but the sound of rushing water could be heard.
Tang Xiaobao's spiritual thoughts expanded infinitely, but he did not find anyone else in this secret realm. Moreover, as far as his spiritual thoughts could reach, he had already seen the secret realm thoroughly.
No disturbance can escape his divine scanning.
Unknowingly, he had reached the peak of the Ninth Level Immortal Realm, and his originally perverted spiritual thoughts had actually increased and skyrocketed.
It is estimated that back in the prehistoric continent, the divine will can easily sweep at least the area of Miao Province.
"We are not dead."
Qingluo's voice was full of surprise and excitement.
Tang Xiaobao laughed: "Of course I won't die. Don't worry, as long as I'm here, we won't die. Come, I'll take you to see the sea."
"Looking at the sea?"
Qingluo was a little surprised: "Where is the sea in the secret realm?"
Tang Xiaobao laughed: "In my hometown, there are frequent floods. Every time there is a flood, some farmland, roads, and streets will be submerged. People will go out to see the sea."
"So that's it. Has the entire River Styx submerged this secret realm?"
"That's true."
Tang Xiaobao thought for a while, then took out some nuclear crystals and began to arrange them.
It took him three days to arrange a total of more than ten protective formations in the temple before he stopped.
"Okay, these formations are enough to keep the temple from being destroyed for a year." Tang Xiaobao clapped his hands, he was also a little tired.
This is a huge project.
Qing Luo came over and wiped the sweat from Tang Xiaobao's forehead with her hands, gently.
It doesn't look like her at all.
She used to be a frost goddess, and she was never shy towards men, but since she became Tang Xiaobao's woman, she still has a gentle side in her bones.
Of course, her tenderness was only for Tang Xiaobao.
Tang Xiaobao took her little hand and pushed open the door of the temple.
Outside the temple, everything within ten meters remained the same.
In front of the door, there are landslides everywhere. Three days ago, the demon god bombarded the place for a long time.
A half-step Saint-level demon, his combat prowess is truly incredible.
Ten meters away is the new Styx River.
The vast space between heaven and earth is filled with the water of the Styx.
In the river, there are huge waves from time to time, and occasionally various strange creatures jump out of it.
"This is so beautiful."
Tang Xiaobao smiled and said: "I remembered a poem from our hometown."
"Poetry? Do you know how to write poetry? Are you a poet? But on the mainland, poets have little status, and no one takes them seriously."
Qingluo smiled curiously.
In the prehistoric continent, no art was valued; the most important thing was cultivation.
The stronger you are, the higher your status, and the more respected you are.
Only those who are born unable to practice, or those with extremely low talent for practice, are likely to recite poems, but no matter how earth-shattering your poetry is, in the eyes of others, you are still rubbish.
Tang Xiaobao blinked: "How about I read it for you?"
"Okay, although I don't like poetry, if it is a poem written by you, I will like it very much."
Tang Xiaobao was ashamed.
How crazy is this?
Well, he started to read poetry:
"Ocean! You are all water!"
"My horse, you have four legs!"
"Beauty, tell me how beautiful you are!"
"There is a mouth under the nose!"
Qing Luo was laughing so hard that she couldn't even stand up straight.
The branches are trembling!
She had no idea that Tang Xiaobao had such a funny and humorous side.
Seeing her smiling so happily, Tang Xiaobao also laughed.
The reason why he recited poems was actually to make Qing Luo laugh.