Chapter 142: Tao, Junior Texturist (1/2)
”Buzz ...”
When Chu Hen exhausted his last strength and integrated all the power into the old giant clock in front of him, endless fatigue and fatigue suddenly occupied Chu Shen's mind.
Consciousness quickly falls into vagueness, and the next second is to wake up from the state of perception.
However, at this moment, the last mysterious rune on the top of the giant bell suddenly lights up, together with a sound of bell ringing into the soul and throbbing heart, the rune secrets spreading on the bell wall seem like Thousands of Rayman's electric poles flashed wantonly.
The monstrous golden light is fully blooming from the giant bell, the majestic power is like the terrible volcanic eruption ...
In the hazy space where Chu marks are, they become fierce and uneasy. The wild power waves surge like a sea of chaos. At the moment when Chu marks are about to fall, the turbulent golden light rushes to Chu marks from all directions in all directions. It's drowning in it.
”when!”
The melodious bell sounds like crossing the mountains, rivers and seas, and passing into the ears of Chuchen through the crowded world.
The next moment, a particularly large and strange force gathered toward Chu Hen's eyebrows. This was a force different from Zhen Yuan, but it was undeniable that it was powerful ...
At this moment, the state of the Chu marks is very wonderful, like floating in midair, surrounded by hazy mist.
The brain consciousness is a bit blurred and a little dazed, Chu marks are so quietly, they don't want to move, they feel more comfortable.
”Om ...”
I don't know how long it took before Chu's consciousness became clear.
However, at this moment, his consciousness came to a dim palace, surrounded by a vast chaotic space, like the vast river of stars.
Immediately afterwards, something even more surprising happened.
Countless golden optical fibers emerged between the heavens and the earth, and the dense golden light drew quickly towards the center with the momentum of the hundred rivers entering the sea.
”this is?”
Chu Hen is particularly surprised to perceive this scene, and there seems to be some surging strange power in his mind.
”Is this my mud ball palace?”
The mud pill palace is conceived in the spirit spirit of man.
The next moment, I saw that the endless golden light was a condensed light spot. The light spot was like a tree, wrapped in the bright Shenghui.
Immediately, the light spot fell straight, like a drop of water in the soil, and instantly merged into the darkness.
”This……”
The Chu mark had not yet had time to be perplexed, and the next thing that made it even more unexpected appeared, a golden light streak emerged from the dark ground. If you look closely, the light pattern turns out to be a small fine bud.
The subtle fluctuations of power startled in this space, and the fine bud began to grow at a speed that is visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, two new leaves have grown ...
It was two golden leaves, full of fresh breath.
Slivers of golden luster lingered around the top and bottom of the leaves, and on top of those two new leaves, there was a faint flow of silver awns, intertwined silver awns, converging into the mysterious rune secret 箓.
”Tao kind!” Chu Hen's mind popped out of these two words.
In the mud pill palace, Dao ...
Feeling the power from Zhenyuan that is different from Zhenyuan, Chu Hen is surprised and happy, that is to say, it is Lingyili ... Now he is a junior magistrist!
The surprise came too suddenly!
At the same time Chu marks also secretly rejoicing, but fortunately just clenched his teeth.
Wizard, Ling Yili ...
Chu Chen knew very well how high his status was in the Holy Star Dynasty.
”Buzz!”
As soon as Chuchen was happy, the tiny tender bud shook two new leaves gently, and together with a strange wave of power, I saw a few crystal clear, quietly rising runes like glass glazes. .
At the same time, a huge energy force poured into Chuhen's body.
...
Holy Bell Square!
The five giant towers exude a mountain-like majestic atmosphere. On the top of the main tower, the Shenghui light blooming from the phantom bell still envelopes the central platform below.
Above the platform, Luo Mengshang and Chu Hen are bathed in the holy light, and the golden bell virtualized by the two is as solid as the real thing.
”It's really anxious, why isn't it over!”
”Who knows!”
...
At this time, the mood of the crowd below the stage began to be a little calm.
The instructors and talented students of the various higher martial arts palaces were more or less anxious, and they wanted to turn and leave, but wondered what kind of power the Luo Mengchang of Huang Wu could get?
In comparison, not many people care about Chu marks.
”when!”
Suddenly, a loud bell sound was swept away from the table with a strong airflow, and everyone's hearts shuddered. This bell sounded more powerful than everyone else.
what?
The mentor trainees present, including Wei Qingfan and Shen Yunxi, all show their solemn talents.
Huang Lian, the core instructor of Huangwu University, was in front of his eyes, and a faint smile appeared in his eyes.
”Sister Mengshang.”