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"Oh? Are you talking about my mother?"

Nan Qing held up the teacup, drooping her eyes and blowing hot air, her long eyelashes trembled, she said indifferently.

"No." Ling Yuling shook her head.

She didn't know why, but looking at Nan Qing in front of her, she thought of that figure inexplicably.

Could it be because the tone of voice they spoke was somewhat similar? The same casual, careless, as if everything doesn't matter.

Thinking of this, Ling Yuling felt confused again, how could it be possible to connect the two.

However, she took a closer look at Nan Qing's delicate and flawless face, and she didn't know it was because she thought about it just now, but the eyebrows and eyes were actually somewhat similar.

"Has your mother never mentioned your father's affairs to you?" Ling Yuling asked mysteriously.

When Nan Qing heard this, he put down the teacup in his hand subconsciously, then shook his head and said, "Never mentioned it."

Ling Yuling nodded and did not continue to talk about this topic.

She put this ancient paper away carefully, and then said goodbye and left.

But before leaving, she thought for a while, and said to Nan Qing, "If we fail this time, it will prove that your previous guess may be correct, since the force hidden in the darkness has always wanted to destroy the original If the descendants of the allies will cut the grass and roots and kill them all, then the tranquility here will probably be broken soon…"

"You'd better prepare early."

Nan Qing nodded slightly, the expression on his face did not show much ups and downs, it seemed that he was right. After Ling Yuling left, she didn't care about such a thing

, she picked up the cup just now, gently rubbed and played with it, and there was some thought in her clear and clean eyes.

"Is it really similar?"

Suddenly, the corner of her mouth twitched.

Originally exquisite picturesque, flawless eyebrows, but also showing a thrilling beauty.

Nan Qing's face quickly returned to calm, and he stood up, dressed in Tsing Yi hunting, the blue silk on his head was blown by the mountain wind, as if being caged by clouds, and he would go back at any time by the wind.

She looked down and looked at the foot of the Saint Ancestor Mountain. In the vast and boundless wilderness, a young and extraordinary man was fighting with several fierce and brutal immemorial beasts.

The surrounding ancient trees were destroyed, the mountain peaks were destroyed and turned into dust, and the earth was full of rifts that spread for tens of thousands of miles.

On the boundary of Saint Ancestor Mountain, everyone's cultivation will be suppressed, and even if the Dao Realm exists here, it may not be able to compare to the ordinary immortal monks in the outside world.

That young and extraordinary man can fight against several terrifying ancient beasts without falling behind, and it is already known that his strength must be good.

"Having the inborn divine power that can fight against the real dragon, it's a pity that after so long, the real Pan clan bloodline has not been awakened…"

Nan Qing's expression was cold, and his eyes looked at the young man without wavering, as if he was mumbling. Talk to yourself.

As the sunset and the moon rose, she stood on the top of the mountain, watching the young man fight with many ancient beasts, tempering herself, regardless of the injuries on her body, with a fearless attitude of giving her life to death.

In such a terrifying battle, the young man looked like a madman.

The whole person is like an undefeated god of war, with a fighting spirit that reaches the sky, and the more he fights, the more brave he is.

There is a kind of transpiring blood on his body, and the glow-like divine power spurts out from every pore, so that even if his cultivation is not high, he can still fight against a group of ancient beasts with at least the strength of a quasi-immortal emperor, and Let them be wounded and terrified.

At the end, behind the young man, a burly and mighty figure appeared faintly, carrying the heavens and the earth, holding a terrifying axe, and above his head there was a quaint and fuzzy pool floating up and down.

This burly and mighty figure just waved the axe in his hand and slashed forward, but it seemed to be split open for eternity, time and space were distorted, and all the chaos was shattered.

The axe light is too bright and terrifying, and it can destroy all matter and existence.

"Kill!" The

young man roared. At this moment, he seemed to be one with the mighty figure behind him. In his empty hand, he seemed to be holding an axe, and then he suddenly swung forward and fell. .

puff!

The thick blood splashed, and it was even more dazzling in the cold night.

Those terrifying ancient beasts were split into two halves before they could even let out their screams. The strongest skull was split open, the scars were as smooth as a mirror, their souls were instantly annihilated, and they died on the spot.

"The Pond of Creation…"

Nan Qing, who had been watching all this at the top of the mountain, trembled slightly, but his eyes were fixed on the young man.

Her breathing was a little short, and there seemed to be a bright light in her eyes.

To be precise, she was not staring at the young man.

It was the quaint pond that floated above the head of the burly and huge fuzzy figure behind the young man.

Nan Qing's emotions seemed to be a bit of a surprise at this moment, but she still took a deep breath, allowing her to recover and become calm.

"Xiaodie, take Zhu Xuan back to the Ancestral Hall and tell Elder Zhu, saying that Zhu Xuan is exhausted in the battle with the beasts, and it's good to rest for a while." She said calmly.

"Yes, miss." The

void was blurred, ripples appeared, and a woman with a maid's bun appeared and said respectfully.

She turned into a ray of light and rushed straight towards the great wasteland.

After fighting with a few ancient beasts just now, the young man was exhausted and fell into a coma.

"After waiting for so long, I finally let me wait until the whereabouts of the pool of good fortune. The last bloodline of the Pan clan is still fulfilled on him."

"Without him, it seems that the pool of good fortune will never be found. "

The ancestors of the Pan tribe tried their best to prevent the Pond of Fortune from falling into the hands of others."

Nan Qing withdrew his gaze towards the Great Wilderness, and his light footsteps moved slightly. The blue smoke that had appeared dissipated on the top of the mountain.

The only treasures of the first civilization that have traces and whereabouts are the mirror of reincarnation, the gate of immortality, and the coffin of burial.

Now the Pool of Creation finally has some clues.