I ran with the ball after being pregnant with the male lead's cub

In the middle of July, it has completely entered the midsummer, and the ubiquitous heat makes people upset for no reason.

The sky is dark and dense, and the thick dark clouds always give people the illusion that they will roll down at any time.

The wind, mixed with the heat wave, blows the clouds, causing the visual effect of choppy waves.

The formation for summoning the entrance has been carved, and the grass that was full of unknown flowers has been completely destroyed by the giant formation. The petals of the remaining flowers are curled up and half withered, and there is a sense of dilapidation and depression. meaning.

In the very center of the formation, Wei Lin dragged a heavy black iron chain, the end of which was in the hands of Xing Siming who was outside the formation.

Without the body protection of spiritual power, the tender skin was worn away by the cold black iron, and a large area of ​​red was shockingly on the slender wrist.The same is true of the ankles wrapped in chains.

Wei Lin didn't like this kind of delicate tingling sensation, he frowned slightly, moved his numb wrist, pulling the chain with a muffled sound.

Outside of the formation, Xing Siming thought he had some small thoughts, and pulled the iron chain in his hand like a warning, making him stagger.

Wei Lin lowered his head, his long hair hung down from his sideburns and shoulders, covering most of his face, and people outside the formation couldn't see his expression clearly.

No one knew that Wei Lin was smiling at this moment, that smile was gentle and warm, but the eyes were cold, a bit colder than the ten thousand year old ice in the extreme north.

With a clang, a dagger landed on the bluestone road at his feet, his golden eyes turned slowly, and his eyes fell on the cold blade reflecting his own figure on the dagger.

"Master Wei, please."

Outside the formation, Xing Siming's face could not suppress the enthusiasm.As long as Wei Lin puts his heart and soul into activating this formation, the prehistoric ruins that he has dreamed of for many years will completely belong to him.

No one can stop him from fulfilling his long-cherished wish for many years.

The dark clouds waiting in the sky have been brewing for a long time, and it seems that they have reached a critical point, and the raindrops finally fell heavily.

The bean-sized rain splashed on the grass, and it became a downpour in an instant.

The heavy rain soaked Wei Lin's clothes and hair, and his vision was also fascinated by the rain.Water drops hang from the long and curly eye feathers, which will not fall.

Wei Lin narrowed his eyes slightly, and the water droplets on his eyelashes dripped down with a slight tremor.

The nameless little flower had its stem broken by the heavy rain, and was crushed in the muddy land, giving it a brutal beauty.

It's just that this scene is destined to be unappreciated.

Although Wei Lin doesn't have a cleanliness obsession, he doesn't like mud getting on his clothes, even if the clothes are already soaked, the corners of the clothes have already been stained by splashed muddy water.

He lifted the hem of his clothes and squatted down, holding the handle of the dagger with his slender five fingers and slowly lifted it up to his eyes, carefully studying the sword pattern on the blade as if he was admiring some universal treasure.

It didn't take long for Wei Lin's action, but he couldn't suppress his heart any more, and Xing Siming, whose eyes were almost crazy, urged impatiently: "Hurry up, what are you hesitating about? As long as the knife is stabbed down and the blood is drained, it will be fine." It's over, it won't hurt."

Wei Lin ignored him, his hand holding the dagger dropped, he raised his head, looked up at the cloudy sky, let the water drop hit his face, tilted his head to look in the direction of Nanling for a while, and grinned A shocking smile.

"Yeah, it's time to end."

When the sharp blade cut through the blood vessels, scarlet blood spurted out. Xing Siming and the Sanxians, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately seized the opportunity and injected their spiritual power into the formation.

The ancient prehistoric characters on the formation seemed to come alive, greedily spinning around Wei Lin, sucking the dripping blood.

Wei Lin lowered his hands and let the blood flow, he didn't care about anything outside.

He was waiting, waiting for the activation of the other three formations.

The formation was so greedy that he didn't know what to do when enough was enough. Wei Lin was a demon and a descendant of Nuwa, but he would die if he lost too much blood.

Xing Siming was also afraid that Wei Lin would bleed to death before the entrance was opened, so he pressed a big return pill under Wei Lin's tongue early on, so he would not die, but it would definitely not feel good if he continued to bleed .

It didn't take long for Wei Lin's face to be as pale as paper, and his whole body was so transparent that it seemed that he would disappear into the air in a second.

Losing too much blood, Wei Lin couldn't maintain his human form, and uncontrollably turned into a half-human, half-snake monster form.The tail covered with silver-white scales was washed dazzlingly by the heavy rain, and the face that was already so beautiful that it was indistinguishable between male and female was even more sinister, and it was too beautiful.

The Sanxians outside the formation all had a flash of amazement in their eyes, and then they were surprised that he was actually a snake demon, but no one thought that he would be the descendant of Empress Nuwa.

Wei Lin's beauty may be exciting, but compared with the prehistoric ruins, it is insignificant.The eyes of those Sanxians only stayed on him for a moment, and then concentrated on continuing to send spiritual power to the formation.

A quarter of an hour later, the formation finally absorbed blood and replenished spiritual power, a five-color divine light shot up into the sky, and Wei Lin, who was standing in the center, was the first to be submerged in it.

Duan Xi, who was far away in Nanling, seemed to have sensed it, and suddenly raised his head to look in the direction of the Taihua Mountains.

His heart throbbed suddenly, and his whole body was suddenly drained of strength, as if something more important than life had been sucked away. He clutched his heart so sad that he was about to suffocate.

At that moment, he couldn't help but wanted to run towards Mount Taihua without hesitation, but just as he took a step, he seemed to have remembered something and stopped again.

He lowered his head and pulled the corners of his mouth to laugh, which was uglier than crying.

In the end, he still didn't leave, but returned to where he was supposed to stand.

Under his feet, the magic circle that stretched out to nowhere shimmered when the five-color divine light shot up into the sky. He took a deep look in the direction of Taihua Mountain, and then jumped into a god with flames all over his body. Bird Suzaku.

At the same time, it was the same scene in Xiyuan, Donghai, and the extreme north.

When the five-color divine light broke through the sky, the four directions of east, west, north and south, defined by the world of cultivating immortals as the four-dimensional mythical beasts Qinglong, Baihu, Xuanwu and Suzaku roared in unison, and the whole world shook with majestic and long-lasting cries stand up.

Not only the cultivators in Ghost Valley saw this vision, but also the entire world of cultivating immortals, and even mortals in the ordinary world saw it.

Since ancient times, the gods and beasts of the four directions have been hailed as a sign of auspiciousness. Ordinary people in the world, from the royal palace to the nobles, down to the common people, prostrate and worship without exception.But the ascetics in the world of cultivating immortals are shocked by the sudden appearance of the four-dimensional beasts that have long since disappeared. Is there some treasure that has appeared in this world to attract such a vision.

"what happened?"

All the Sanxian looked at the vision in front of them in surprise, which was different from the picture recorded in the fragmented scroll.

Xing Siming always felt that something was wrong, but he didn't think about it, and his brows were about to knit together, but it didn't take long for his eyes to burn with fiery flames.

The entrance to the ancient prehistoric ruins was opened.

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