Chapter 966： Sanmen

In the sky, the true and illusory wave struck, and the crack was more conspicuous, but only two people wide. Qian Renyu jumped up and rushed into the crack with his side, as if he was sucked away, It disappeared instantly, followed by Long Da and the muscular man with no shirt beside him. After the two also disappeared, Fang Moli gave Song Ning a glance, grabbed Song Ning's hand, Song Ning The anti-guest is the main force. Immortal force moves, and the two disappeared out of thin air. This swordsmanship is like a teleportation. The two just appeared in the air, and the virtual shadow was just exposed. Then they were directly sucked into the crack by the crack. However, this attraction is so strong that Song Ning has no resistance at all.

The disappearance of Song Ning and Fang Moli caused many monks to be a little surprised, but the monks who knew Song Ning knew that Song Ning had mastered the 'shrinking the ground into an inch'. In the scene just now, it seemed like a high-level shrunk. Caused by inch.

"This Song Ning ...... actually mastered such a high-level shrinkage, clearly a fairyland monk, but only mastered the high-level shrinkage that Daojing can master. No wonder he gave me a strange feeling before. "Long parent squinted at the crack, and the place where Song Ning disappeared always left him with an ominous sign. If Long Da was still there, he would remind Long Da to be extremely careful, but at this moment, he can only be worry.

In the distance, at the entrance of a seemingly inconspicuous shop, a Taoist monk looked up at the crack in the sky. He had just seen Song Ning, who was sucked into the crack as soon as he appeared. Song Ning's contact was very short, but it was very impressive. The reincarnation technique gave Song Ning, and he always had some thoughts in his heart. He couldn't tell exactly why, and he was looking forward to Song Ning's ability to refine this technique.

"His seven-star strength must be wrong, he must be wrong ..." The monk muttered to himself, withdrawing his gaze, he did not care about those who entered the ancient immortal tomb, as far as the ancient immortal tomb is concerned, he still remembers it so far. They were all terrified, and he had participated in those years, and the evil in it was not words that could be described.

"Boy, good luck," he said, returning to the Senrow store as if nothing had happened.

Everyone kept entering the cracks, and those people had not yet entered the ancient immortal tomb, and Qian Renyu, who was the first to enter the ancient immortal tomb, was born in it.

At the moment when Qian Renyu was born, Song Ning and Fang Moli also came to this world hand in hand, and there was a starry sky around Song Ning.

There are three gates in the starry sky. To be precise, they are three apertures composed of starlights. The aperture diameter is five feet, arranged from left to right, and the colors are white, green and red. At the same time, they can hear a voice from the stars.

"White Buddhist door, green door, red evil door."

Whenever there is a color in this voice, the star gate of this color flashes rapidly. At the same time the voice falls, two illusory hats appear on the heads of the two of them. This hat is very strange and pointed. There was a faint light that could not tell whether it was transparent or blue, but when the hat was worn on top of the two of them, a strange color flashed on the hat.

"Green, Daomen!" At the same time as the voice came out, the hat above Fang Moli's head flashed green. At this moment, Fang Moli's body was sucked into the green Daomen as if it were uncontrolled.

Fang Moli didn't have time to look back at Song Ning. He had disappeared into the Taoist gate and was born in Taoism. As for Song Ning, until now, the hat on his head was constantly changing colors.

For a moment, Song Ning felt that the fairy power in his body seemed to be constantly interlaced, but soon, he found that his head was red.

"Red, Xie Men!" This voice was not contaminated by any emotion, but Song Ning clearly heard that when it said the word "Xie Men", it seemed that the tone had changed.

Song Ning blinked in front of him, only to feel that the red light was facing him. The whole person was sucked away uncontrollably. It seemed that there was a gust of wind in front of him. It was difficult to open his eyes. If you can see the wind, you will be surprised to find that it is like a tornado. The vortex caused by the rapid rotation of the wind can be seen at a glance in the air. The wind is like a sharp blade, so Song Ning feels Tingling all over.

Sharp edge? Wind blade? !

Su Ning suddenly had such a thought in his mind. After thinking of the wind force he used before, even if his fairy power was mobilized, the fairy force penetrated into the surrounding wind, for a moment, Song Ning felt that the tornado seemed to be weak. He opened his eyes and looked at everything around him. Although the tornado was still wrapped in it at the moment, it did not cause too much harm to Song Ning. After Song Ning ’s control of the wind, the surrounding tornado began to become Slowly, his rate of descent was suddenly controlled. Now it is not the tornado that controls Song Ning, but rather it is that Song Ning controls the tornado.

All this seems to have lasted for a long time, but actually it only happened in an instant. Now Song Ning can see that the surrounding space seems to be stretched, the picture is elongated, and I ca n’t see what it is, but there is one thing He can be sure that he can vaguely find that his surroundings seem to be a map with different pictures painted on it, some like mountain gates, some like denominations, and the names are also marked below.

Evil Dragon Hall, Ziyun Cave, Bloodthirsty Valley ...

The names are arranged from top to bottom, and there is no regularity. They can only be seen at different heights. When Song Ning's eyes are on one of the denominations, the denomination will flash, as if waiting for Song. The choice of condensation is average.

Song Ning looked up and found that there was a vague picture at the top. This picture was almost indistinguishable, but the words on it were looming.

"Blood ... Lan ... Zong?" Song Ning said with some uncertainty, he could not help whispering, this voice was very weak, but when Song Ning read these words, the blood Lanzong suddenly lighted up, light Weak, it seems to disappear.

At this moment, Song Ning's heart seemed to understand something. Immediately, his mind moved, and there was a desire to go to Xuelanzong. At the same time, his tornado suddenly turned around, carrying Song Ning towards the picture of Xuelanzong. Going, other denominations around him began to disappear at the moment. Song Ning turned his head upwards, trying to see if there were any denominations above the Blood Lanzong, but he found his vision more and more blurred, blood It is difficult to tell whether there is a denomination above Lanzong.