Gu Shaoshang frowned and said, "Why do you say this?"

"How lucky are you to make such a friend!" Du Feilin said: "I took a big advantage."

"Haha..." Gu Shaoshang couldn't help laughing.

Not only Du Feilin said this, but his father was also envious. Who made him lucky and have a good personality?

I was able to become friends with Brother Xie because I was ruthless and not as cruel as my father wanted.

It is precisely because of this shortcoming that it has become the key to becoming friends with Brother Xie. This is a great luck. What my father said so, and he thought it was good.

However, he really doesn't want to change his personality. Even if he wants to be the valley master in the future, his personality will become a great flaw and he is still not ready to change it.

Everyone has their own shortcomings. Even if this innate shortcomings is changed, it will become a kind of difference, and it will make you live a very hard life.

Du Feilin sneered: "But will your good luck always follow you? I'm afraid not?"

"How could you know?" Gu Shaoshen snorted.

Du Feilin said: "I am an example. I can get the divine stone and spend hundreds of years together, but I will eventually lose it and will have a better luck to replace you."

"I may not be like this!" Gu Shaoshang said indifferently.

Du Feilin shook his head and was too lazy to say more.

Youth is young, you can't understand anything you say. You will always be taught a lesson in the future. At that time, you will understand how correct your words are.

Song Yunge used the Tongtian Technique, and when he was exhausted, his eyes suddenly lit up, and then the golden light flashed, and he could hardly open his eyes.

His whole body was tense, fearing that there would be a threat, but slowly opened his eyes and found himself standing in a golden hall.

The golden pillars that the two of them could hold were broken and some collapsed.

The golden ground was cracked, and long cracks were like spider webs.

He squatted down, touched a crack carefully, and suddenly a red line appeared in his palm, slowly bleeding.

Song Yunge's face changed slightly.

His body is no longer an ordinary body, and has been transformed by Tongtian Gong into an inhuman existence. Even if he uses the sword to stab and cut hard, he will not even be able to make him bleed without using his power.

But now I am using the Tongtian Technique, but my skin is still cut by the power in this gap, and even a strange force penetrates into my meridians, jumping like an electric current.

Wherever he passed, he was numb and powerless. Tongtian Gong fought desperately to encircle and almost exhausted Tongtian Gong to destroy it.

Song Yunge was still scared and his face was solemn.

He jumped and crossed the cracks, came to the entrance of the hall, and slowly pushed the door.

But the door was like casting, and it couldn't be pushed.

Song Yunge didn't believe in evil and tried his best. He used his divine power with all his strength, but he didn't move at all.

Not to mention a door, even if it is ten meters high and five meters wide, it is a wall, and this push is enough to push it down.

He looked around and looked around.

The hall is wide and swaying, with nothing, not even windows, only dazzling golden light.

Is this underground?

Song Yunge calmed down and closed his eyes, began to use his skills, and wanted to restore his skills to the Heavenly Master.

But as soon as he moved, his face suddenly looked extremely ugly.

There was no power around him. Under the urgency of Tongtian Gong, there was no power to be absorbed into the body.

This means that you cannot recover your strength, and you cannot activate Tongtian Gong anymore. If you cannot activate Tongtian Gong, you will not be able to go back!

His face was gloomy, he looked around and his mind changed rapidly, and he wanted to find a way out, suppressing his anxiety and panic.

If I really can't go back, then this place is equivalent to a coffin and I will be buried here.

Zhuo Xiaowan will be sad, and Wu Youxue will be sad, but they may forget themselves in a while, no longer be sad, and they still have a glimmer of hope, thinking that they can go back.

I don't know if they will wait for them.

If they wait for themselves, how long can they wait? Ten years or eight years, or a hundred years? or even longer?

These distracting thoughts are like crazy growing grass.

He tried his best to suppress it, but still couldn't completely suppress it. At this time, it seemed that his ability to control his heart had weakened.

He then realized that it was not that his mind-control skills were weak, but that there were strange and exciting surging distracting thoughts and madness.

He had a sudden inspiration and remembered the Ghost King Sutra. The power of the Ghost King Sutra after the merger was strange, neither soul nor spiritual energy. What kind of power it was still unknown.

Now he has to figure out what it is, maybe it is his own chance to save his life.

Then he started to operate.

A strange force penetrated into the body, like a current flowing in, instantly following the Ghost King Sutra. After a circle, it became gentle and mellow.

Song Yunge was overjoyed.

Things in the world are so strange and I am so lucky that if I don’t get the entire chapter of the Ghost King Sutra, I will never be able to get this power, and then I will really have to wait to die.

He greedily ran over and over again, and a stream of force like electric current penetrated into his body and turned it into mellow power, and then converted it into the power of Tongtian Gong.

An hour later, he slowly moved forward and stood in front of the gate again. He was not in a hurry to go back with the source of power he had already had.

"Boom!" His powerful force suddenly summoned the gate, and then a loud bang came, and the gate flew out.

The two doors flew away like snowflakes, and suddenly they opened up. He saw an open square.

The square is like a white ocean, with white stones paving the square, forming a circle, with the end covered by golden mist and unable to see further.

Song Yunge frowned and looked down at the white stones. His face gradually became solemn, and he could already recognize it.

These are the divine stones.

The stones falling on Tianqi Peak were these white stones, but I just don’t understand why they fell.

His figure flashed and he came directly to the golden mist. His face changed slightly, and he hurriedly retreated.

The golden mist gave him an inexplicable fear, as if he would die if he touched it, so he could not touch the golden mist.

He thought of the golden color of the hall.

But it is also golden, the golden mist is dark gold, and the hall is bright gold, one is bright and the other is dark, giving people a completely different feeling.

He pushed out with a light palm.

The violent force whistled out, but the golden mist did not move at all, as if the strong wind blew across the huge rock and could not be shaken.

Song Yunge retreated violently.

A ball of golden mist rushed towards him, with a very fast speed, and a golden light drew out in the air, as if a golden light column was formed.

Song Yunge kept retreating until he entered the hall.

The golden mist stopped when it rushed to the entrance of the hall, and then suddenly turned into invisible and disappeared without a trace.

Song Yunge shook his head with a serious face, took a step out and immediately retracted, and found that no golden mist came over.
Chapter completed!