"Going right now?!"

Luo Qingtong’s eyes opened slightly, looking at her.

So fast? !

Don’t you let her rest for a while? !

When Luo Qingtong said, Si Rumeng’s eyes twisted slightly.

"Just take you over to see it."

"By the way, get acquainted with the people over there."

"At that time, you will be able to pass directly."

When Si Rumeng said, Luo Qingtong keenly felt that place, even though it was not the place she was going to eventually.

In other words, it was just a temporary transfer or assembly.

The place I really want to go is behind the place Si Rumeng is talking about at the moment? !

That’s why the word "past" is used?

Luo Qingtong thought so, and immediately walked out of this secret hall with Si Rumeng.

And when their figures left, Luo Qingtong Ruoyoruowu felt a wave of fluctuations.

Afterwards, she looked back and found that the hidden hall had completely disappeared in front of her.

Just disappeared?

It’s not a blindfold, nor is it anything else.

It really disappeared.

That place is no longer there!

Is it the Void Containment Art or the Moving Space Method?

Luo Qingtong thought so in her heart, but didn’t think too much.

In this place of Xuantian Shrine, it is better not to explore too much.

After all, the places covered by the power of heaven, and some strange places, are still normal.

In Luo Qingtong’s heart, this would only be thinking about where the secretary elder wants to go by himself.

And where is the power of heaven?

But at this time, she wouldn’t want to ask rashly.

After all, it is not good to be treated as a deliberate inquiry!

Luo Qingtong still didn’t want to be noticed by others!

And when Luo Qingtong thought so in her heart, Si Rumeng on the other side had taken her with her, and returned to the place of the Hall of Honor.

At this moment, a loud noise came from a direction not far away.

Hearing this voice, Luo Qingtong’s eyebrows raised slightly.

Because she seemed to have heard some familiar words.

When she thought about it this way in her heart, Si Rumeng on the other side wrinkled slightly, and then looked in the direction of the voice, and said coldly: "It’s the selection contest of Tianxinyan."

When she said her words, Luo Qingtong’s heart "sure enough", then looked at Si Rumeng and asked, "How could it be Tianxinyan’s selection contest?"

Tianxinyan, isn’t it already in her hands?

Luo Qingtong’s question was vague.

The actual meaning is very clear, that is, Tianxin is dead, and Tianxin’s eyes are unknown.

Under such circumstances, how can there be a Tianxinyan selection contest?

When Luo Qingtong spoke, Si Rumeng’s eyes were cold and composed, then he glanced at her and said, "There are more than one Tianxin eyes in the Xuantian Divine Palace."

Her words are already very obvious.

That is, the Tianxinyan was missing, and the people in Xuantian Divine Palace had recreated another Tianxinyan.

In other words, these heavenly artifacts can actually be mass-produced, but the price is too huge, so are there restrictions?

Luo Qingtong thought in her heart.

She would think so, and it was very simple.

After all, if it were that simple, Feng Yuan and others would not just run down to collect her heavenly artifact.