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Chapter 1645: The Holy Son Exits

In a barren land, two small figures stood in it. They looked at the vast land, and their eyes showed a touch of solemnity!

Tang Ning shook his head and said, "I think I can't find the traces of them. Six months have passed, and may be buried forever in the Emperor's Burial Secret."

Da Xuanming touched the soil on the ground, sniffed it gently, and said, "Six months, there has been no trace of surviving. The others left the path of the emperor in three to four months. I want to

You are right. It is very likely that they both fell."

"but."

Da Xuanming denied it and said, "I think there may be a glimmer of life. The Blood Emperor Kills the Sky and the Demon Emperor Kills the Everlasting Emperor are all giant saints who once dominated the East and the Great Frontier. Their inheritance is far from the Sword Emperor and the Ice

Compared with masters such as Emperor and Fusheng, the time may be longer."

Tang Ning smiled and said, "You are unwilling to give up. After all, the old guys want you to bring white clothes back. If you can't do it, it will go against the will of those old guys."

Da Xuanming smiled bitterly and said, "That's what I say. But what I can do now is to wait patiently. Nothing else can be done."

That's right, it took them several months to find the entrance to the secret realm of the Blood Demon Emperor.

But after searching for it, I found nothing and could only return empty-handed!

Tang Ning said: "There will be ten days left. If there is really no movement, I can only advance the fourth hurdle. I have to say that this year, this group of juniors from the vast land of Wufang have indeed attracted many of them.

Our attention, in this way, whether Baiyi and the Holy Son died is not that important."

"Yes." Da Xuanming sighed and said, "Who cares about two little guys who don't know how to live or die? It's a real pity. A good gun cultivator fell like this."

The two stopped talking and fell silent.

Ten days.

They only give themselves ten days. If they can't wait until the two of them come out of seclusion, they will completely block the Daze Realm!

There is no way, they can't waste it!

A day passed and there was no movement.

Two days, three days, four days, five days, six days, seven days, eight days!

At nine days, the dark night enveloped the sky and the vast lake world, and there was no one there, and everything was silent.

Here, only Tang Ning and Da Xuanming were waiting quietly like drinking water.

On the tenth day, the sun rises and the moon sets again, and day and night are rotating!

"Oh, forget it." Tang Ning stood up, with a charming fragrance floating in her delicate body. She glanced at the deepest part of the night and smiled bitterly: "Maybe we were wrong, and they both probably died long ago.



Da Xuanming also stood up, and a hint of melancholy appeared in his handsome face.

But this is okay. Everything is fate, and they can't force it!

However.

At this moment, the sky seemed to be shining with blood, and a scarlet blood light spread from the spirit of the sky, condensed into a young figure from the void!

This figure is arrogant and domineering, arrogant, and his arrogance seems to be the king who dominates the world!

He has long red hair, like a demonic bone, and his handsome face is as if it is carved from heaven, flawless, with ice-skinned and jade-like bones, cool and transparent, like a beautiful woman.

But he wanted to be charming, and his beautiful cheeks were spreading and climbing with a trace of blood-colored patterns. Even the black and white robes of the past also turned into blood-white!

Situ Qing looked down at Tang Ning and Da Xuanming with her naked feet.

"You!" Tang Ning's beautiful eyes slightly condensed.
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