Changsheng: I can sell everything

Song Ciwan closed her eyes, feeling frightened.

At the same time, she seemed to hear the shaking of the chains on the sky, which seemed to be making a rusty and obscure impact.

Stupid!
Stupid!
Shine——

The harsh sound seemed to only ring in Song Ciwan's ears, but also seemed to ring in the whole world!

In the spring pool, the great elder of the Lingxing clan sat cross-legged on the jade platform and finally spoke.

But even though she spoke, her voice was suddenly louder and softer, with trembling and difficulty: "My clan, my clan's... imperial... skills, and the eighth and eighth levels... and, and..."

But I couldn't say the last crucial words.

However, Song Ciwan listened to the voice and identified the position, plus what he had seen when he had a sudden glimpse, and remembered the direction in which the chain was hanging down——

Although there seemed to be endless chains hanging from the sky, there were clearly dozens of them falling from the sky like sharp arrows, aiming right at the flower forest, especially at the great elder in the spring pool.

Song Ciwan raised his hands at this moment and intertwined his fingers.

Her finger movements were so fast that afterimages appeared, and she completed twenty-eight moves in an instant, summoning the stars, and the stars appeared during the day!
buzzing-

The movement of the stars should be silent.

Of course, there is actually sound in the movement of stars, but in the void, it is difficult for any sound to spread, so it seems like there is no sound.

But at this moment, Song Ciwan was in the world of giant spirits, standing in the forest of flowers and stamens, using his fingers to summon the stars, but it seemed as if he was bringing the sound of the stars moving into the world of giant spirits!
Twenty-eight nights, various trajectories.

The green dragon disappears, the white tiger kills in silence, the red bird walks in the sky, the black basalt watches the mountains...

Some tracks are hazy and not very bright, but some tracks are clear and sharp, and suddenly there is starlight!
This is the Xing Dou Zong He Technique, an extremely powerful star technique. It is a secret skill that Song Ciwan specially customized for the identity of "Xinglan" through designated sales!

Since one wants to be on the list of Ten Thousand Spirits Talents and win the luck on the list, naturally every identity must have its own unique skills.

Song Zhao is the art of time and space, the floating clouds and the dew; Lu Zhong is the killing finger, the delusion-breaking sword art; Xinglan is the magic sword of the void, the art of fighting with the stars!

When the twenty-eight constellations move, the other three phases are still illusory and hazy, but the northern Xuanwu is particularly clear.

I heard the roar of turtles and the roar of dragons. Under the starlight, there seemed to be a giant turtle in the sky, carrying the sky on its back from Cangshan Mountain.

Wherever the giant turtle passed, the sea of ​​clouds swayed and the wind shook the sky.

Those huge chains that were aimed at the flower forest below, which were invisible to the naked eye, suddenly shook for a moment when the giant turtle passed by.

Just a moment!

In a moment, the deep energy in Song Ciwan's body that was as thick as the ocean in his dantian was suddenly swept away.

Just one breath... no, not even one breath, all the energy in her body was consumed.

The next moment, Song Ciwan touched her heart and mouth, activated her essence and blood, and burned her lifespan to continue to perform the Star Dou Horizontal Technique!
Another breath, this breath consumed Song Ciwan's eight hundred years of life.

The great elder in the spring pool raised his eyes and glanced at the sky in horror and shock.

The Great Elder said quickly: "Little friend Xinglan, the Five Elements Crystal Bead needs special refining. I am the only one who knows this secret method. It may have some effect on... I will pass it on to you now. You should leave quickly!"

After saying this, she raised her hand and flicked it towards Song Ciwan.

With this flick, a little white light flew towards Song Ciwan.

Song Ciwan caught it with his hands, and the elder waved his palm again, this time saying: "Little friend, hurry up!"

In the sky, countless chains bound the giant tortoise that was carrying the mountain across the sky. Song Ciwan burned his life again, burning for eight hundred years again.

The great elder was extremely moved, and there were even tears in his beautiful eyes. At this moment, the palm wielded by the great elder finally took effect, click——

A light door of light color appeared in front of Song Ciwan out of thin air with the push of the Great Elder's palm.

The light door was opened by Xu Xu, and the great elder's voice urged again: "Little friend, leave quickly!"

Song Ciwan did not hesitate and immediately took a step forward.

With this step, she stepped into the light door.

The last thing he saw was the great elder's tearful eyes, and the giant turtle that finally broke free from its chains and returned to the void.

There was also a muffled groan from the great elder who was suffering from backlash.

boom!
The light door was closed, and Song Ciwan returned to the human world from the world of giant spirits.

After a moment of weightlessness, Song Ciwan clearly saw where he was.

It turned out that after she left the world of giant spirits, she returned not to the small river in the small town of Liangzhou, but to a desert sky.

At the same time, the scales of heaven and earth appeared around her, and balls of air began to squeeze and line up on the scales of heaven and earth.

These all come from the energy of the Great Elder of the Lingxing Clan.

The Great Elder of the Lingxing Clan may appear to have a cold face, but in fact she is very emotional. During her previous conversation with Song Ciwan, her mood fluctuated violently many times.

It's just that at that time, Song Ciwan's attention was entirely on the mystery of the Ancient God Zerg, and he couldn't spare the energy to pay attention to how much Qi the Heaven and Earth Scale had collected.

[Spiritual thoughts, the excitement, doubts, and expectations of the returning spirit-level masters of the alien species in the world, can be sold for two pounds or three taels. 】

[Shen Nian, the nervousness, anticipation, and horror of the returning spirit-level masters of the alien species from the heaven and earth, can be sold for three pounds or one tael. 】

[Spiritual Thoughts, the shock, panic, and worry of the returning spirit-level masters from the alien species of the heaven and earth, can be sold for three pounds and five taels. 】

……

All kinds of spiritual thoughts add up to nine groups in total.

Among them, the small ones weighed more than two kilograms, and the large ones weighed more than four kilograms.

Although he does not have more than five kilograms of Qi, the Great Elder of the Lingxing Clan is at the Guiling level after all, which is equivalent to the strength of a human Celestial Immortal.

Even if her emotions are more straightforward due to her racial characteristics, how can a heavenly master be so angry that he can easily weigh more than five pounds?

Song Ciwan was quite satisfied with this achievement.

It can even be said that the Qi of the Great Elder of the Lingxing Clan is just a bonus gained from Song Ciwan’s trip. Her real gain is still in her hands——

Song Ciwan held a small white jade bead in his hand. This jade bead looked ordinary, but it was actually unique to the Lingxing Clan, a spiritual bead used to record secret techniques.

Song Ciwan had known Yun Yue for a while and had become very proficient in the use of the Spiritual Pearl.

She was not in a hurry to check the Spiritual God Bead, because its use required a quiet and safe environment.

Now that Song Ciwan was in mid-air, it was obviously not suitable for him to examine this spiritual bead.

She put the Spiritual God Pearl into the Canghai Cave Sky with her backhand, and then quickly swallowed a large amount of Lingyuan Pill to replenish her true energy. While adjusting her breath to restore her true energy, she then looked for a random direction and prepared to lower the cloud head.

Song Ciwan chose to fly north. She only flew for half a quarter of an hour when she saw someone on a small sand dune in front of her waving her arms and shouting to the sky: "Fairy! There is a fairy passing by! Please help me, fairy." !”