Chapter 1603： White horse (1/2)
What kind of cultivation can make Su Yu out of instinct?
Suppressing the emotions in his heart, Su Yu calmly turned around and stared deeply at him: ”Only you and me are left!”
Huang Fu Lie Yang held his hands in the back of his head and smiled, ”So you're looking for me to take the altar fragments?”
”Good!” Su Yu said lightly. Eighteen Chinese Language and Literature
He solemnly took out the Shura sword and inserted it on the ground, making a loud and loud sound.
The blood-red Shura sword refracts the icy cold light.
The deep warfare shot out from Su Yu's eyes, and was extremely scorching.
”Oh? Don't you use your best calculation skills?” Huangfu Lieyang looked around with a smile: ”To be honest, I was still very worried when I came, you will set some traps!”
It seems that he has witnessed the passage between Su Yu and Queen Mother Lagerstroemia.
The frightening thing is that neither Su Yu, Empress Ziwei, nor Blood Goddess of Mercy, or the Merciless Sword Emperor, never noticed that he was nearby!
Taking a deep breath, Su Yu held Shura's sword and pointed at him remotely: ”I don't want to count on you.”
”Why?” Huangfu Lieyang asked.
Su Yu said lightly, ”This is respect for you!”
The calculation is ultimately unfair.
Huang Fu Lie Yang has been in contact with Su Yu's appetite since he came into contact.
Neither indiscriminate killing nor pride, it is not clear, and can kill Bai Xuejian, the evil man, without any hesitation.
To him, Su Yu just wanted a fair fight.
Huangfu Lieyang haha smiled: ”Yes, you are very close to my appetite!”
He lowered his hands and set Su Yu on alert and ready.
However, instead of shooting, he took the altar fragments out of his sleeve and threw them to Su Yu very casually.
Su Yu froze and said, ”What do you mean?”
Huangfu Lieyang experienced strong fluctuations around him, rolling him out slowly.
”I don't mean to be in the attic. For three days, I have got what I want. See you today to give you the fragments of the altar.” Huangfu Lieyang smiled lightly.
Su Yu grasped the fragment of the altar and stared at him deeply: ”Thank you.”
Huangfu Lieyang looked at the second floor of the attic, his eyes glazed and said, ”I don't know why you insist on going to the second floor, but don't care, there, it's extraordinary!”
Without much explanation, Huangfu Lieyang was taken out of the Menggu Altar.
external!
Uproar!
Looking at the transmitted Huangfu Lieyang, most people were shocked.
”He was eliminated too?”
”Who is that sacred Dongfu Jie, named Su Yu? Why can he defeat so many Tianjiao in a row?”
”It's unbelievable, who is he, and what is he?”
The biggest dark horse is not Huangfu Liyang, but Su Yu!
The only one who was present was the Empress Ziwei and the Relentless Sword Emperor.
One learned the power of Su Yu's terrible calculations.
One learned Su Yu's hidden sword skills.
Su Yu's victory, they were not too surprised.
The lady's pavilion looked at Ruth in shock: ”The five spirit kings are born! For the first time since the appearance of the dream ancient altar!”
This means that someone can finally enter the second floor and get the rumored Buddha Buddha relic!
With this thing, the lowest achievement is the hegemon of heaven and earth, and the highest possibility is to reach the state of carrying a Buddha without a face and become a master of Buddhism and Taoism!
She can predict that Xingsuhai will see a big change in the next few thousand years.
Everything, because of the fierce flame that exists alone!
In the palace, under the shadow, the Snow Dragon Emperor stood up, watching the mighty flame, and sighed deeply: ”Thirty thousand years, wait too long ...”
The shadow covered his face, but couldn't cover the red eyes.
In the altar.
Su Yu got ten pieces of altar and placed them in front of each other.
Ten altar fragments reunited, each of them faintly blue.
Under the guidance of Qingguang, the fragments slowly squirmed, pieced together, and turned into a small altar.
At first glance, Su Yu feels familiar.
If you remember correctly, there is a small altar pattern on the bottom of the cold pool under the Taiji pattern.
The small altar in front of him is exactly what the pattern depicts.
The small altar is born!
The entire Menggu Altar, the five outer regions, and one large central region all trembled.
Crunch--
A huge sound from deep underground runs through the ancient altar of dreams.
Viewed from the outside, the five outer realms of Menggu Altar were moved at the same time, and in a special order, they changed around the central area.
In the process, bursts of roaring skyrocketing.
The whole process lasted for a long time, and eventually the former dream ancient altar has been beyond recognition, becoming a Buddhist orthodox tool, the shape of a bowl.
The bowl has an inverted shape, and the central area is the bottom of the bowl.
The strange sight surprised everyone present.
”Why did the ancient altar of dreams become a Buddhist ritual?”
”Does this mean? Why did the Menggu altar change form?”
All kinds of questions boiled on the field.
In the direction of Xingchen Pavilion, Mu Canghai looked dignified, and whispered softly: ”It should come, after all, it will come!”
Inside the altar, Su Yu looked at the dramatic changes in front of her eyes, looking very calm.
100 million square meters of towering ancient trees, all sunk to the ground.
It was replaced by a golden lake.
In the lake, there is strong Buddha power.
That loft, like a place outside the world, wanders in the middle of the golden lake surface, and bears the light of many Buddhas.
In the reflection, the attic was covered with a golden glow.
Holy, solemn, as if a monk sits in a cross.
Suddenly, Su Yu seemed to see a Buddha statue with her back to the world.
As Su Yu wished, the second floor of the loft slowly descended on a staircase formed by the condensed Buddha power.
The closed doors and windows also opened slowly.
A sense of robbery fluctuated slowly around.
”Jie Xian!” Su Yu stared, full of intent to kill.