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When Wang Lin’s method of heaven and earth came out, the majestic giants suddenly shocked the world, and the life and death circles continued to expand. They merged with Huang Quan’s power to annihilate the environment and eroded the reality. It was necessary to turn thousands of miles around the world into a world of human and hell.

Zhang Lie slightly raised his eyebrows: "Sure enough."

The black and blue scorpion in his hand suddenly showed a terrible horror, as if it contained endless fierceness, sin, greed, evil.

There is a thick and thick black liquid like a dark ink in the body. From time to time, a black, sorrowful face is smeared in the black liquid, or it is seductive or sly, or swearing or swearing, or squeezing or squeezing!

Many devils exuded the endless evil and sinister power, and made a deafening ghost whistle, slamming the past to Wang Lin fiercely!

Ghosts break the gun!

After Zhang Lie honoured the power of thousands of resentments, he and his own martial arts merged to form this powerful martial art.

The martial arts of the military are masculine and bloody. This is a ghost and a nemesis. The blood is like a sun rising in the sun. The ghosts are hard to get close, but Zhang Lie actually combines the power of the martial arts with the ghosts and ghosts to create a magical power that is different and overbearing.

Wang Lin’s look is unchanged, the scene in life and death changes, and it turns into infinite hell. In that hell, a faint yellow river suddenly appears.

The river is surging, and the momentum is soaring, but there is no sound of water, but it is a dead silence, which makes people amazed.

The faint yellow water is filled with the power of purifying and destroying all things.

It is the Qingchuan River that was made by Huangquan Zhenshui. In the later period of Wanglin Jindan, the Forgotten River was exhibited. The heavens and the earth of the monks in the late Yuan Ying were unable to withstand it. At this moment, he was already in the late Yuan Ying. This fierce spell is getting stronger.

In particular, Huangquan Zhenshui is the best at purifying the soul of the gods. At this moment, Zhang Lie’s fierce ghost broke the gun and met Wang Lin’s Forgotten River.

One after another, the devil is purified under the action of Huangquan Zhenshui. The distorted grimacing face gradually returned to calm and serene.

The black ink-like liquid on the black and black scorpion was washed by the water of Huangquan, and it continued to fade.

Zhang Lie snorted and screamed, and the emptiness exploded. The space is directly fragmented.

The sky is like a hole, and an extremely fierce star sparkles, as if it will lead the infinite disaster and destruction to the world.

Wang Lin’s eyes flashed slightly: “Is it a broken star?”

Zhang Lie's black and blue scorpion, named the broken army king, is a gathering of the power of the broken army stars above the scorpio. Destructive.

At this moment, he shook his body, and the power was really like the world, and it was shattered together. Even Wang Lin’s Forgotten River could not trap him.

However, Wang Lin's fingers are light, and the magical power of the Four Elephants Law is running. In the depths of life and death, another black and white door opens, and the world. Containing mysterious and artistic conception, the past and the present have changed, and the past has been embarrassing. The past cannot be changed, but now it can be grasped with heart, and the future is full of countless possibilities.

In a flash, the boundaries between life and death have been turned into ancient and modern circles. The gates of ancient and modern circles have been closed, and the time between heaven and earth seems to be backward.

at the same time. A purple flag that flashed colorful Baoguang appeared behind Wang Lin, and the flag was flowing. Two men appeared.

One of the middle-aged men had an ice blue in both eyes. After the appearance, there was a piece of hail-like water around the body, which seemed to be endless.

The power of the massive Xuan Mingzhen water is compressed and concentrated, which makes the original water of the ice blue gradually become black, revealing the endless chill, and there is an ancient desolation, as if there are countless years, immortality is not bad.

In the past, he was the owner of the family, Xuan Ming Daozun, Yu Xintao.

The other person, also a middle-aged man, is not tall, wearing a shawl, wearing a white robe, dressed as a Confucian, with a white velvet on his shoulder.

A white crystal appeared suddenly around his body, and the crystals kept beating, like a flame.

The crystals are clearly formed by ice and snow, but these ice and snow, at this moment, are flying in the air like a raging fire, and the temperature of the flame is generally hot. It is the signature of the Tianchi sect, ice inflammation.

In the past, Tianchi Zongzong, Ice Fire Road, Cao Wei.

Zhang Lie saw Yu Xintao and Cao Wei, his face was also dignified a few points, his eyes shifted to the Xuantian Fengshen flag, and he praised: "Good baby, it is really good baby!"

Yu Xintao and Cao Wei are expressionless. Their gods are banned by Xuantian Fengshen. Although the thinking and memory are as usual, even the normal practice does not affect the strength, but they are imprisoned by the magic weapon. They are not allowed to be free. The command of Wang Bo, the owner of the Fabao.

Wang Lin released them to the enemy, and their strength can be fully played, which is equivalent to two real gods.

Under the influence of the Xuantian Fengshen flag, they want to be lazy and slippery, and they must do their best.

When Wang Lin just had a baby, he mobilized this treasure, and he could only release a banned Yuanshen battle. Now he is repaired in the late Yuan Ying. By controlling the Xuantian Fengshen flag, he can control more than one Imprisoned.

When the two Yuanshen strongmen shot, Zhang Lie and the broken army king were suddenly trapped.

Yu Xintao made a French seal with one hand and smashed toward Zhang Lie. At the center of the palm, there was a black hole. The endless chill seemed to freeze the world and return everything to the ice age.

One of the most powerful magical powers derived from Yujia Xuan Ming, the Hanwu Xuan Ming seals the gods.

Cao Wei squeezed a weird law, and the ice in front of him turned into a white mist, covering Zhang Li to the past, but Zhang Lie faced the seemingly slow white fog, but compared to the new Tao's Cambrian Xuan Ming Feng Shen is more cautious.

Tianchi ancestors passed the magical powers of the ice.

This technique can turn the opponent's mana into its own fuel, and constantly encourages its own fire. The stronger the opponent's counter-attack, the greater the power of the ice-burning technique.

The opponent strengthened his mana to resist the ice-burning technique, but the result was like adding firewood to the fire, increasing the power of the ice-burning technique and sending all his mana to the enemy.

The monks of the martial arts generally integrate the mana into their own powerful flesh. When they come into contact with the ice fog, they are equal to the fire, so the most fear is the technique of burning the ice.

Zhang Lie took a deep breath, and his left hand was hiding the infernal palm and the Xuan Ming Dao respected Xintao's Cambrian Xuan Ming seal.

at the same time. In his right hand, he held the broken army king with one hand and crossed a mysterious track in the air.

Where the big cockroaches pass, the voids are left in the mark, the traces of the greenish green are shining, feminine and strong.

Yang Qing’s eyes glimpsed: “Taiyin true water...”

Zhang Lie’s face is quiet. The violent ambiguity, now in his hands, became soft as water, unusually feminine.

This is the power of the Taiyin 13th, which he realized when he merged with his own martial arts, and he was completely opposite to the martial art that he had just turned to the sun. But it is equally magical.

The way of the warrior, the rigid and the soft, the two powers of the artistic conception, Zhang Lie at the same time practiced to the extreme of the realm of the Yuanshen.

Zhang Lie’s 13-year-old Taiyin unfolds, and the artistic conception of the martial arts and the true water of the Taiyin itself are inextricably matched. Not only will the ice fog of Cao Wei Binghua's burning inflammation be sealed at the periphery, but Wang Lin's own move will be blocked.

Wang Lin said: "This person is a master of the martial arts. In the martial arts monks of the Yuanshen, fear is also the most advanced level."

He listened to Zhu Yi, Li Yuanfang and others to describe in detail the details of Zhu Yi and Shao Qingcheng. At this moment, it is estimated that the ability of Zhang Lie’s combat method in front of him is not weaker than that of Zhu Yi’s Shaocheng in the Bohai Sea. May be a little stronger. Single-handed experience and fighting awareness, winning the championship.

Although I thought about it, Wang Lin’s hand was not slow at all. Looking coldly at Zhang Lie, the black bridge at the foot of the bridge has already appeared. He drove over the Forgotten River and was lifted by the turbulent Huangquan real water, and slammed into the fierce battle of Zhang Lie!

Zhang Lie doubled his hand and smashed thirteen miles in the void. Turned into thirteen criss-crossing green light nets, it is dangerous to block Wang Lin's Naihe Bridge.

But after Wang Lin’s Naihe Bridge hit. It was another blow right away.

"Fortunately, I have already prepared, otherwise I am afraid that it will be greatly worse today." Zhang Lie sighed. In the face of the siege of Wang Lin, Cao Wei and Yu Xintao, they only defended and defended, and they struggled to withstand the storm-like offensive.

At this moment, a token hanging from his waist suddenly illuminates the light, and the ray pattern expands and quickly becomes a giant array.

The power of the giant law matrix suddenly broke out, directly tearing the void into a huge crack, and the turbulent flow of time and space turned out to be a virtual battlefield!

Zhang Lie was involved in the battlefield by the cracks, and the power of his own martial arts broke out. He fled quickly.

Wang Lin’s eyes are cold, and his mind is moving. In the depths of ancient and modern times, the third magic door appears!

This magic door is also half black and half white, the left half is dark as ink, the relief on the top is exaggerated and distorted, showing a ridiculous, exaggerated and false taste, while the right half is white as jade, and the embossed style on the door is simple. It is not rough, but instead has a natural and simple feeling of natural beauty.

Wang Lin, the third world of the Four Elephants Law, true and false!

The door suddenly opened, and the illusory world interfered with the real world, directly pinning Zhang Lie and the void battlefield together.

The next moment, the door was closed again, and the cracks in the virtual battlefield disappeared.

Zhang Lie looked around in amazement and found that although he had successfully moved a long distance, he was still in the world.

The gap between the void and the battlefield, which seems to be a false dream bubble, has never existed before, but it is just an illusion.

"It's true to be fake!" Zhang Lie looked at Wang Lin: "You actually change the true and false, and try to figure out this level?"

"In the past, Shi Tianyi, the heavyweight of the past, was promoted to the same realm of Yuan Ying in the same period as you, and he was afraid of being more powerful than you."

Wang Lin looked at him coldly, didn't answer at all, stepped out in one step, and the fierce Naihe Bridge slammed into Zhang Lie again! (To be continued)

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