The half-moon scene is fleeting.

The Black Sea, which fell on the northern border, has not retreated for a long time, but there are signs of devouring the Northern clan.

The Black Sea waters did not rise and fall, and the mountains and seas that were swallowed by it seemed to completely disappear from this Jiuzhou continent. The sea water was a Dead Sea, which would not flow or cause a storm waterfall.

But every day passed, and before I knew it, it seemed that the sun on the other side of the Black Sea would gradually become distant and small.

Even Ling Tiansu could not sense the water flowing and running, but the fact is that the realm of the Black Sea is indeed spreading day by day.

The people in the Northern tribe also clearly felt the powerful oppression from the Black Sea.

Snow peaks, cliffs.

Ling Tiansu looked at the heavy snow falling from the sky falling into the black sea with expressionless face, unable to cause any ripples, as if it was swallowed by a huge black hole.

After observing for a long time, Ling Tiansu suddenly summoned the sword of Lichen. The stars shone in the sky, and the starry sky shone out with lead-gray clouds, scattering snow.

He slashed out with a sword, and the black sea surface that had entered the eternal mirror was separated by the terrifying sword wind. A strange scene happened.

The sea water in the Black Sea has no flowing track on the broken sea surface, as if the stillness is suddenly torn apart in half.

Ling Tiansu was very patient, holding the sword without moving, and his dark blue eyes looked at the sea surface with deep blue eyes.

Time passed slowly, his eyes suddenly froze and he raised his eyebrows.

The long sword-like eyebrows were almost obliquely sank into his temples, making his already handsome face look even colder and sharper, giving him a bit of sharp beauty.

His eyes were extremely sharp to capture the redness of deep treatment flashed through the broken sea water.

The red meaning was extremely light, as faint as an illusion.

But at one moment, Ling Tiansu sensed an unknown aura.

The broken sea water slowly gathered, and he lowered his pressure and slashed another sword.

Before the sea water could be returned, the sword intent that had lasted forever broke the dead sea water again and was a hundred feet deep.

This time, the light red meaning turned into deep red, and it poured out like blood in the crack of the black water, as if there was a huge life sleeping in it under this dark sea.

And the sea water a hundred feet deep is the outermost skin of this huge life.

An ice ridge came through like a shuttle, falling into the bright red sea water, and then quickly pulled and recalled, hovering in front of Luo Qingyi.

Ling Tiansu collected his sword and allowed the sea water on both sides to slowly reunite. The picture seemed like a huge scar was healing rapidly.

He raised his hand to pick the ice edge dyed bright red. When he touched it, he felt thousands of ice needle-like coldness eroding into his palms, and then quickly devoured the energy in his body.

"Your Highness the Prince..." Luo Qingyi looked worried. As soon as he spoke, he saw that the ice edge in Ling Tiansu's palm was completely out of control. Several sharp ice thorns exploded instantly, and it could easily penetrate Ling Tiansu's palm.

No blood flowed from the wound that was pierced, and it was all sucked by the ice edges. Ling Tiansu's back of his hand was even quickly flooded with red lines like spider webs, which were very strange.

Luo Qingyi's face turned cold and was about to take action, but Ling Tiansu stopped him with his other hand: "Don't be anxious Qingyi, it's okay."

After Ling Tiansu's gentle voice calmed her emotions, he held the ice edge with his palm. The bright red liquid attached to the ice did not fall along the broken ice, but poured into Ling Tiansu's wound. The bright red silk thread quickly spread to the entire arm.

A sneer quickly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and a red evil spirit surged from the depths of his dark blue pupils.

Shura transformation.

A Shura black blood quickly condensed from Ling Tiansu's body, and the black blood swallowed and eroded the bright red bloodline in an absolutely barbaric and domineering manner.

The arms are restored to their original state and the wound is healing rapidly.

Ling Tiansu shook his arm casually, rubbed Luo Qingyi's cheek with a smile, and said, "I just want to confirm what this is?"

Luo Qingyi's face was not very good-looking, so she let him knead his cheeks, lowered her head and grabbed Ling Tiansu's palm and looked over it carefully. Seeing that he was really good, his eyes slowly calmed down.

But after all, she didn't like him to hurt herself by hurting herself. Her frown and thin eyebrows did not stretch for a moment and whispered: "Your Highness has figured out where this thing comes from."

Ling Tiansu looked at Black Sea with a slightly cold look, and his thin lips slowly spit out a word: "Blood."

"Blood?" Luo Qingyi was puzzled.

There is no warning that the Black Sea appears in the human world, as if it was created out of thin air by an unknown great god. She is carrying the inheritance of Yinglong and has the ability to perceive the waters that dominate all living beings. She can sense the huge consciousness hidden in this sea water.

But consciousness is invisible and does not mean that it is a living existence.

She couldn't imagine what it was to survive in such a sea area.

Ling Tiansu's expression was rarely solemn: "When crossing the sea, although this black sea made me feel strange, it did not give me an unknown sense of mysterious danger like now."

Luo Qingyi had such a tacit understanding with him. She understood what he meant, frowned and pondered: "What your highness meant is that someone secretly awakened the existence in the Black Sea?"

Ling Tiansu nodded undeniably.

"Who does Your Highness think this person will be?"

Ling Tiansu's eyes were far-reaching and half-cold. He said: "When Luo He was about to be cultivated, the Black Sea began to move. Qingyi felt that the clever things in the world were really just clever?"

In the palace of King Ye, Luo Qingyi was a cold and wise man. As long as she said this, she naturally knew in her heart who did it. She did not waste too much time and was worried about why a fox demon who had reached the end of her life could have such a powerful force to make such a strange change in the Black Sea.

She glanced at Ling Tiansu's face, and the questions she pointed out were always pointed out: "Your Highness said that the bright red thing in the sea is blood. Qingyi wanted to ask, does Your Highness know what kind of blood is this?"

Ling Tiansu was silent for a long time, his expression was faintly complicated and confused.

Luo Qingyi had never seen him show such a look. He was clearly a young boy's skin, but his eyes suddenly became more and more vicissitudes of life.

"Yinsha Dynasty." He slowly pronounced words, and the vicissitudes and desolation in his eyes were fleeting, as if he was illusion.

But Luo Qingyi knew that it was definitely not an illusion.

His Royal Highness seems to have many thoughts that she doesn't know.

"nonsense!"

An angry voice came through the wind and snow, and it was Jimo Lanze.

She walked out of the back of the mountain at some point, staring at Ling Tiansu with anger, and Jimo Zhuyin followed closely behind her, both of them looked not very good-looking.

For this uncle and nephew, no one can understand the history of the Yinsha Dynasty better than them.

Their most spiritual bodies were born in the world, and were not born in the six realms, without a physical body. The ghost soldiers in the Yin Realm still had a physical body. However, for the people of the Yin Sha Dynasty, they could not have their own body for life. They could only barely make themselves look like a human by constantly taking over the body and invading the body of others.

They never have physical form and naturally will not bleed. Even if Jimo Lanze cuts his wrist, the blood flowing out of it is only the most human blood.

There is no such thing as the blood of the Yinsha Dynasty in this world.

Therefore, even though Ling Tiansu was kind to her, saying nonsense is like despising and mocking them in the Yinsha Dynasty.

Compared to Jimo Lanze, the young emperor's uncle Jimo Spider Yin obviously seemed much calmer. He raised his gloomy gaze and stared at the Black Sea deeply, but he could not see anything unusual, nor could he feel the same kind of breath through such a dead sea area.

He finally turned his eyes to Ling Tiansu and asked, "What's going on?"

Ling Tiansu said: "The two are really bad things. They actually eavesdrop on the conversation between me and my wife."

Jimo Spider's nincised lips curled, and even with a smile, his eyes were full of death: "Your cultivation is above me. If you don't want us to eavesdrop, we will naturally not be able to listen to it in half a word."

"Do you really think the Yinsha Dynasty is a natural spiritual body?"

Jimo Spider's gaze sank: "What do you mean?"

"There are no ones who are known for their spirits in the world, but even so, the spirits are born between heaven and earth, and they all have cause and effect. Sometimes they have spirits due to flower language, sometimes they have spirits due to rising tides and rain, and they can even think of the opportunity of a stroke of words and paintings. However, the Yinsha Dynasty was taken from the Nine Nether Yin Division, where even a finger of the strong wind did not stop. Why can you feel that you can appear out of thin air for granted?"

Jimo Spider Yin stopped talking.

Ling Tiansu looked at him and said seriously: "Don't the little emperor think that the birth of the Yinsha clan is very similar to the appearance of this Black Sea on the Jiuzhou Continent for no reason?"

"A fantasy, absurd..." Jimo Lanze felt more and more ridiculous as he heard it, but his excited words were soon interrupted by her uncle. He said in a deep voice: "May you solve the doubts for our clan?"

Ling Tiansu came to the edge of the snow cliff, and the snow from the soles of his boots rolled into the bottom of the cliff, and was soon swallowed by the black water.

"I can try it, but I need to lend it to your little niece."

Jimo Zhuyin is an absolutely decisive person. Without saying a word, he slapped Jimo Lanze to Ling Tiansu with a palm, and his voice was so cold that it seemed a little ruthless: "Use whatever you want."

Ling Tiansu reached out and made a false grasp at Jimo Lanze. Mi hid under the skin of the double-collar body, which belonged to Jimo Lanze, was instantly captured by him.

She screamed in fear. The world is the most terrifying curse and killing for the Yinsha Dynasty clan. If it were not protected by the human body, she would be wiped out by this world in an instant.

"What's the ghost called?" Ling Tiansu gave her impatiently.

Jimo Lanze found that he had not disappeared, and stared blankly at Shuangrong's eyes closed in front of her, like a corpse falling down.

"I... is fine?" She thought it was incredible. What exactly did the stinky little guy do?

Ling Tiansu laughed and said, "With me here, I'm not afraid to deal with you."

"You can brag so much. You really think that you are the Son of God in the Nine Heavens. If you deserve this world, you should surrender to your feet? Hey? Wait, where are you going to take me?!!!"

After not listening to Jimo Lanze's nonsense, Ling Tiansu held her spirit body tightly and jumped down towards the Black Sea.

His memory of the past was incomplete. Ling Tiansu recognized that the breath in the sea originated from the Yinsha Dynasty, but he didn't remember how the Yinsha Dynasty lost its body and body, so that it would be cursed by the bodylessness for generations.

Or, in his memory as the Son of God, even Wu Qixie had never touched the secret of the Yinsha Dynasty.

But under this secret, his sister's bones are buried.
Chapter completed!