Chapter: 9346

Ning Haotian was silent for a few breaths, then slowly walked into the depths of the temple, Ziyun also followed.

Not long after, she followed Ning Haotian to a stone tablet on which complex inscriptions were engraved.

Ziyun couldn't understand it at all.

"The inscription on this stone tablet is the method left by the master of the Great Motian Star Prison. At that time, I saw him with my own eyes, separated the six reincarnations, the underworld and the yang, and sent a group of creatures into the underworld to reincarnate.

And I am a descendant of the ancient gods, and I have a trace of luck passed down from my ancestors.

Do you know why those strong clans in the Earth Immortal Realm always want my Su clan to be wiped out? It is precisely because of our luck that they are threatened.

As long as there is this luck, the descendants of our family will be able to control the luck from birth.

Although my cultivation is still a long way from the Holy Master, the power of luck in my blood should be able to resolve the means left by the master of the Damotian Star Prison. "

Ning Haotian smiled, gently cut open her palm, and slowly pressed it on the stone tablet. The blood in her body continuously flowed out and sank into the stone tablet. Vague.

But the speed of this change is not fast.

"Sister Ziyun, if you see my parents in the future, remember to tell them, I miss them very much.

And my younger brother, I don't know what happened to his cultivation after I left the underworld. In this life, my surname will always be Ning. Maybe in the next life, I will still be surnamed Su. "

The corners of Ning Haotian's mouth rose slightly.

Ziyun suddenly sensed something was wrong, and shouted in a deep voice: "What are you going to do?"

There was a smile on the corner of Ning Haotian's mouth, the blood in her body poured into the stele crazily, and the vitality in her eyes was gradually dimming!

"stop!"

The breath in Ziyun's body swept across, and he stretched out his hand to grab Ning Haotian, but was blown away by a force.

"It's useless, the power of luck in my body is fighting against it, and it won't stop regardless of the outcome."

Ning Haotian's voice became a little weak.

No matter what she said, Ziyun flew forward again, and she was blown away by that force again and again.

After an unknown amount of time, the last trace of life in Ning Haotian's eyes was completely extinguished.

The inscription on the stone tablet has completely melted away, becoming blank and nothing, completely losing the trace of the inscription.

A ray of light shot out from the stone tablet, forming a bright spot in the sky, but this bright spot turned into a sky curtain at an extremely fast speed, covering it in all directions.

"Father, look at that day."

"Hey, why is it red? The sun is setting? No, it's not like this when going down the mountain."

The sky seemed to be on fire, and the reddish light swept away in all directions at an extreme speed.

Someone praised it, thought it was beautiful, wrote a poem, and won the appreciation of friends around.

Someone looked at this scene with a look of surprise, unable to recover for a long time.

Some people looked solemn and pinched their fingers to do arithmetic.

The capital of the Taihao Kingdom is the most important place in the practice world, and there are many practitioners gathered here.