Huang Rumeng looked at Sun Hao, his eyes gleaming sharply.

I saw that Sun Hao painted on the stone gate.

The movement is smooth and flowing, without any stagnation.

The speed was so fast that Huang Rumeng was dazzled.

Just a quarter of an hour later.



All the lines on the stone gate have been portrayed.

It seems to be natural, without any flaws.


The aura that could not be detected by the naked eye quickly penetrated into the stone gate.

The whole Shimen seems to have added a kind of spirituality.

"How is it? It's much better, right?"

Sun Hao's voice awakened Huang Rumeng.

Son, this is more than just good-looking.

This is completely extraordinary, amazing!

Repairing ancient patterns is so easy and simple.

In this world, except for the son, who can do it?

"Good-looking." Huang Rumeng nodded.

Hearing this, Sun Hao raised the corner of his mouth, his face full of liking.

Someone finally appreciates his carving.

Moreover, he is still a beauty repairer.

It feels good.

"My son, I think the door can be opened." Huang Rumeng said.

"Then open it!" Sun Hao said.

"it is good!"

Huang Rumeng invoked his strength and gently pressed on the stone gate.


The lines on the stone gate are all lit up.


There was a dull sound of rubbing stones.

The huge stone gate slowly opened.


A simple atmosphere came from the door.

When Shimen opened, the two looked around, revealing a look of disappointment.

Inside Shimen, there is only a space with an area of ​​100 square meters.

Thick dust accumulates inside.

The surrounding stone walls are also wrapped in dust, and no traces can be seen.

Moreover, this stone tower has no stairs!

In other words, can only stand on the first floor?

"Who designed this, made it several hundred meters high, but the first floor is only 3 meters high, and there is only one floor!"

Sun Hao shook his head for a while and walked out of the stone tower.

"Like a dream, clean up tomorrow, and today we will continue to practice piano." Sun Hao said.

"Okay, son."

After a while.

The two were sitting in front of a guqin.

The one in front of Huang Rumeng was made by Sun Haoxin.


The rhythm sounded and oscillated.

The two tunes blend together and create a moving melody.

Hearing human ears, I feel comfortable.

The Bose God Lotus in the pond is wrong, it should be said that it is a Thousand Color God Lotus.

At this moment, she was happily tapping the petals, as if applauding.

Two cherry trees, swaying in the wind, their branches danced wildly.

The fruit trees, tea trees, anthers in the backyard...At this moment, the branches are trembling.

Like a fanatical dancer, extremely enthusiastic.

"So comfortable..."

A sound that cannot be heard by ears rang.

Above Huang Rumeng's head, a transparent phantom slowly condensed.

He is the burning photo of the Heart Demon Race.

"This song is so good, I feel that I am getting stronger!"

Fen Zhao stretched out and said lazily.

Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows and looked at the two cherry blossom trees not far away, with cold sweat.

"My god, two demon immortals, so... terrible!"

"What? The flower in the pond is also a demon, with a stronger breath!"

Fen Zhao hurriedly hid, hiding in Huang Rumeng's hairpin, exposing one eye, and peeking out.

When he saw Sun Hao holding the Guqin, his scalp exploded.

"Then...what is that? I...I can't see through."

"At least it's a supreme spiritual weapon! Isn't it a fairy weapon?"

"Fortunately, the song he played didn't kill me, otherwise, it would definitely shock me to death!"

"He looks like a mortal, how can he use this kind of thing? Isn't it possible that his cultivation has reached the point of returning to the basics, I can't see through."

One thought ends here.

Fen Zhao was so scared that his liver and gallbladder were torn apart, sweat on his forehead rolled down.

"What kind of ghost place is this? It's terrible!"

"To escape, you must escape quickly. If it is late, there will be more and less luck!"

Fenzhao's face is full of regret.

He climbed carefully to the ground and was about to move.


But seeing it, the chair shook.


Like a dragon yin.

Shocked in his mind, and his soul was rippling.

Almost, he shattered his soul and died on the spot.

Fen Zhao quickly flew back to Huang Rumeng's head, hiding in the hairpin, and dared not come out again.

"It looks like I am going to die here."

"Who will save me!"

Fenzhao shivered.



Time flew fast, three days in a blink of an eye.

During these three days, Sun Hao and Huang Rumeng worked very regularly.

Eat, sleep, fly, play music, clean stone towers, draw lines...

After three days of hard work.

The two finally cleaned up the first layer of dust on the stone tower.

Moreover, the textures in the inner layer of the stone tower have all been repaired, even more so.

The lines in the inner layer are much more complicated, and Sun Hao must also stay focused so that he can't go wrong.

In addition.

After three days of flight training, Sun Hao has adapted to Huang Rumeng's one-fifth flight speed.

You can even open your eyes and observe the ground scene.

Great progress.

Huang Rumeng also made rapid progress in playing the piano.

The tunes she played alone have already begun to take on flavor.

Huang Rumeng's strength is as high as the sky, infinitely close to the Tribulation Completion Realm.

It was a big hurdle to cross the catastrophe to be successful.

Because of this hurdle, what you have to face is the Nine-Color Thunder Tribulation.

This power is a thousand times stronger than the previous six-color thunder robbery power.

It is not an order of magnitude at all.

The first two thunder trials, the son may be able to drink back.

But this time, Lei Jie may not sell this face.

Huang Rumeng worked hard to suppress the cultivation base, but on this day, he finally couldn't suppress it.


It sounded.

The repair is a matter of course.

She broke through that barrier in an instant.

At this time.


In the sky, black clouds suddenly appeared.

Layers on top of each other, quickly pile up, pressing towards the ground.

Within a few hundred miles, everything was shrouded in dark clouds, and the sun was not visible.


The nine-color electric light, wandering among the black clouds, exploded thrilling power.

It makes the scalp numb at first sight.

"Huh, Lei Jie!"

"Great, Lei Jie is here!"

"God helps me too!"

Fen Zhao shouted excitedly over Huang Rumeng's head.

As a demon, that has its own mission.

This mission is to help Thunder Tribulation and disrupt the host.

Once the host fails to cross the catastrophe, as a reward, Tiandao will reward the host's lifelong cultivation base and reward the inner demon.

This is also the meaning of the existence of the inner demon.

After a few days of fear and fear, he finally ushered in the day of crossing the catastrophe.

It is really refreshing and unspeakable.

"Come on, hurry down!"

Fen Zhao looked at the sky thunder calamity, revealing the color of endless desire.

Next to Huang Rumeng, Sun Hao looked at the sky, his eyes gleaming.

"It seems to be thundering again, I wonder if I can drink back these dark clouds?"

"If I really have this ability, wouldn't I be a big boss who can control the weather?"

At this point, Sun Hao was full of expectations.

"Rumeng seems to be scared, then I'll wait!"

"Wait for the first sound to fall, then drink it back, so that Rumeng will look at me differently!"

Sun Hao looked at the sky and waited secretly.


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