Junior sister, we really can’t roll anymore.

Above the sky.

A huge crack in time and space appeared.

Immediately, purple sparks began to flash in the dark clouds.

The purple thunder and lightning gathered more and more, rolling in the air like a dragon, as if looking for something.

At the same time, a wave of terrifying pressure filled the entire battlefield of the gods, as if it was going to crush everything.

Now the orcs did not dare to show their faces anymore and hid one after another.

When You Mingkun saw this scene, he was shocked. That man had completed the enlightenment of the heaven-defying way, and now he only needed to establish a link with heaven and earth.

You Mingkun's eyes were filled with solemnity, he ducked back to his residence and pulled out a scroll.

The ancient scrolls are engraved with words that do not belong to this period.

Every word above seems to contain endless mysteries.

Youming Kun quickly saw the last part of the scroll and murmured: "How is this possible! It wasn't written like this when I read it!"

You Mingkun read it over again in disbelief, his eyes widened. Could it be that the content above will change with the changes in history?

Why didn't the Holy Ancestor tell it in the first place?

The Holy Ancestor was still on guard against it after all.

You Mingkun's eyes were full of gloom, and he looked at the last sentence of the scroll and said to himself: "Since the power of heaven has been overthrown, I will reverse the yin and yang and start over again, so that Feng Qingran and others cannot come to this battlefield of the gods!"

"As long as they don't come over, I wonder how they will realize the way to go against heaven!?"

"Holy Ancestor, do you really think I don't have any backup options?"

"Hmph! The Forbidden Son was not cultivated for your reincarnation..."

Youming Kun put away the scroll and took out a purple fruit, which actually exuded terrifying power.

Netherworld Kun swallowed the fruit.

In an instant, purple thunder and lightning flashed around it.

You Ming Kun let out a miserable scream.

At the same time, the three-headed dragon stepped into the Abyss Tomb and felt an unbearable pain in its abdomen, as if the thing inside was about to tear its belly.

The eyes of the three-headed dragon looked frightened. Is Zaizai about to be born soon?

wrong!

The birth of Zai Zai shouldn’t feel like this!

The three-headed dragon used all its strength to suppress the contents of its stomach. It must find Baili Wenyue as soon as possible!

Baili Wenyue must have a way to protect them!

When the three-headed dragons caught up with Baili Wenyue, they were about to enter the maze.

"Master Baili, wait!" The three-headed dragon hurriedly shouted to Baili Wenyue.

Baili Wenyue and others turned around and looked at the sudden appearance of the three-headed dragon.

There was a lot of blood oozing from its abdomen.

"Three-headed Jiao, what are you doing here?" Baili Wenyue asked.

"There's something wrong with my cubs. Please save them, Mr. Baili!" the three-headed dragon endured the severe pain.

Baili Wenyue's expression suddenly changed. The forbidden son was born early, and the three-headed dragon came to find them. Are they going to be buried with them?

Baili Wenyue didn't have a good look on the three-headed dragon, but considering the danger of the forbidden son's birth, he still stepped forward to check the three-headed dragon.

This time, Baili Wenyue put his hand on the belly of the three-headed dragon.

It showed no resistance at all, only anxiety.

"Something's wrong. They were very weak after they stopped fighting. It's impossible for them to come out now. Did you see anyone on the way?" Baili Wenyue asked seriously.

"Netherworld Kun."

Baili Wenyue shook his head, "They have puppet spells on them. It should be Netherworld Kun who activated the puppet spell to summon them. The only way to prevent them from coming out is to remove the spell..."

The three-headed dragon's eyes were full of worry, "Spells are unique to the mermaid tribe, why are they cursed? Master Baili, you must have other ways, right?"

The three-headed dragon chose to seek medical treatment in a hurry.

It knew in its heart that Baili Wenyue actually had no choice.

After all, mermaids were almost extinct in ancient times, and it would be difficult to find them in the sky.

Besides, its cubs can’t wait any longer.

"Mermaid Curse?" Ning Shiyue muttered softly, and something suddenly flashed in her mind. It seemed that she had read an entire "Spell Book".

Mu Qianjue heard Ning Shiyue's voice and looked sideways at her, "Fifth Junior Sister, I remember that you and Third Senior Sister read a book on spells in the mysterious realm of Youxuan?"

"Yes, I have read it. However, I just flipped through it in a hurry. I can't remember most of the things in the book. As you know, I don't have a photographic memory." Ning Shiyue had tried her best to recall the book. content inside.

She was indeed curious about the difference between spells and runes and wanted to study them carefully.

But time didn't allow for it, so she could only take a quick look at the spells.

"Miss Ning, can you think carefully about the puppet curse? As long as you think about it, I am willing to tell you Netherworld Kun's plan!" The three-headed dragon looked at Ning Shiyue eagerly, and the pain in his stomach told it time is limited.

"I..." Ning Shiyue looked embarrassed. She didn't have a good impression of the three-headed dragon, but she didn't want to make fun of the baby in its belly.

Mu Qianjue asked curiously: "What is You Mingkun's plan?"

The three-headed dragon responded: "Youming Kun has been executing a 'Tian Quan Plan'. That plan was formulated by the ancient ancestor of the Jiang family. It is said that the implementation of that plan requires sacrifices. You are the sacrifices he chose. This is All I know, I really don’t know the rest!”

After the three-song dragon finished speaking, he looked at Ning Shiyue longingly.

Ning Shiyue raised her hand, "Let me think about it carefully."

Seeing this, Baili Wenyue played the Fuxi Qin to buy Ning Shiyue time.

The forbidden child cannot be born.

If Ning Shiyue hadn't remembered, he would have had no choice but to use sound to kill the cubs in the three-headed dragon.

The price to pay for killing the Forbidden Son was too great. Now that there was still room for improvement, Baili Wenyue did not want to choose the path of adventure.

"I only remember that the Puppet Curse and the Soul-Eating Curse are the most advanced spells. I remember that in order to lift this kind of curse, the first step is to possess the soul of the caster, and then..." Ning Shiyue paused slightly, Very embarrassed.

Ning Shiyue shook her head, "No! I can't remember the content behind it! There seems to be something restricting my memory."

"Looking for Netherworld Kun? It's impossible for it to agree..." The three-headed dragon fell into despair.

"Have you read that spell book?" Mu Qianjue's eyes were dark, staring at the almost crazy three-headed dragon.

Ning Shiyue blinked her beautiful eyes, "I don't know, but I can ask my junior sister."

The sound transmission card in the Abyss Tomb is invalid.

They don't know Feng Qingran's location yet.

"It can't bear that time." Baili Wenyue's voice came.

Mu Qianjue thought for a moment and said to the three dragons: "There is a place that can help you delay their birth, but that place is under my control..."

Mu Qianjue didn't say the rest and let the three-headed dragon choose by himself.

"I believe in your character!" The three-headed dragon has been tortured to the point of unspeakable agony, and it has no choice.

"Fifth Junior Sister, please borrow some isolation talismans and breath-holding talismans." Mu Qianjue took out the accompanying cauldron. The space within this cauldron is controlled by him, and those who enter the cauldron must follow his instructions.