Immemorial Paragon

one day,

Two days,

Three days,

...

Three years later.

With Mo Qingyun's tirelessness, he was finally able to resist metallic forces.

At this moment, Mo Qingyun raised his hand, and a large amount of metallic power gathered and turned into a golden long gun.

The golden spear was formed, and it exudes horror and fierce power, creating a field of power, resisting metallic forces.

broken!

Mo Qingyun held the metal furnace rifle and waved forward strongly, overwhelmingly surrounding the metal force.

As these metallic forces were defeated, they submerged into Mo Qingyun's body and merged with Mo Qingyun's body.

"this is……"

In the fusion of metallic power, Mo Qingyun clearly felt that his body was changing.

Feeling the condition of the body, Mo Qingyun no longer thought about it, and was completely silent until his body changed.

At this moment, time seems to be at a standstill, and it stops at this moment forever.

"Blood robbery is coming."

I don't know how long after that, Mo Qingyun retired from cultivation and sensed the arrival of body robberies.

Following this, Mo Qingyun did not hesitate, and immediately went out of the good fortune continent to the place where he had crossed the lands before.

Mo Qingyun came to the place where he was crossing the robbery, he converged his mind, and dealt with the advent of robbery and thunder.

While Mo Qingyun was waiting, Thundercloud over the head gathered wildly, exuding terror and fierce momentum.

boom!

A loud noise came out, and then a golden dragon-like thunderbolt bombarded from above.

When the golden thunder came, it exudes a terrible and powerful momentum, and it seems to tear Mo Qingyun in general.

Facing the bombardment of thunder and lightning, Mo Qingyun didn't choose to avoid, raising his hand and holding it forward.

The golden furnace power converged madly and quickly turned into a golden spear, with a powerful momentum that flashed like a sound wave.

broken!

As the thunderstorm approached, Mo Qingyun held the furnace lance and stabbed towards the golden thunderstorm.

In the bombardment of the golden furnace force spear, the golden thunderbolt instantly broke up, and was torn directly into dust and mist, scattered like a starlight.

Mo Qingyun was surprised, and the starlight transformed into a thunderstorm scattered, but quickly submerged into his body, strengthening his physique.

"What is the origin of this strange stove? With its power to harden, the resulting thunderstorm is so strange."

Looking at the strange performance of Jie Lei, Mo Qingyun raised a doubt in his heart and was a little more curious about the origin of the strange stove.

However, Mo Qingyun didn't think too much. The most important thing now is how to deal with the disaster.

Soon, another thunderstorm came down, and the momentum was more fierce and domineering than before, just like a violent dragon.

In this horrible momentum, even the strongest in the Lord's homeland, I am afraid that it will give birth to fear.

"The attack of metallic forces is to go forward, like a bamboo shoot, and I will never step back."

Mo Qingyun gave a cold drink, and his figure flickered, holding a gun and responding to the robbery, showing amazing decisiveness and simplicity.

Under the strong impact of Mo Qingyun, this robbery blasted down by him was again dispelled by overbearing.

The thunderbolt was dissipated. Like the previous one, it turned into a little bit of starlight and entered Mo Qingyun's body.

Next, Mo Qingyun resisted the thunderous mines that bombarded him with a stronger posture.

Half a day later.

Under Mo Qingyun's resistance, all the thunderous mines that bombarded him were dispelled by him.

Mo Qingyun blocked the thunderbolt. He did not rush to leave, and continued to practice for a few days before he got up and rushed back towards the swamp tribe.

When Mo Qingyun returned to the swamp tribe, he went to see Hei Zhongliang and wanted to ask if there was any major incident in the heavens during this period.

However, to Mo Qingyun's surprise, Hei Zhongliang was actually out of the clan, which made him uneasy.

"The two ancestors are not there. Where did they go?"

With a strong doubt, Mo Qingyun immediately went to Shuzhong and asked about everything in the swamp tribe.

When Shuzhong came to the swamp tribe, he transformed it into the ancient tree itself, taking root in the center of the swamp tribe, responsible for the security in the swamp tribe.

Under his perception, even a mouse came in rough, he could clearly feel it.

Because of his root system, it can be found anywhere under the swampland, and the canopy can be found everywhere in the sky.

"Shu Zhong, what happened recently? Where did the people go?"

Mo Qingyun came to Shuzhong's body. He didn't meander, and spoke directly to him.

After hearing Mo Qingyun's questioning, Shuzhong said respectfully: "Back to the master, a few years ago the ancient protoss sent a large number of strong men to the Aoki Heavenly Clans to deal with us. Cheap. "

"Who knows that during this period of fighting, some of their protectors, ambassadors, and princes returned to God's realm and repaired them, causing a lot of casualties to our people."

"Unfortunately, Zhongliang Daoyou and Zhongzhi Daoyou had to go out and go to the Aoki Heavenly Gods to fight with the ancient gods."

After listening to Shuzhong's report, Mo Qingyun's expression was a little lighter, and his hanging heart dropped a little.

He was very worried that Hei Zhongliang and Hei Zhongchi were no longer in the swamp tribe, and they encountered something unexpected.

Since it is fighting the ancient gods, it means that the situation is not too bad, but it is still within an acceptable range.

"Some of the ancient guardians, ambassadors and princes of God broke through the realm of God, but there was some trouble."

Thinking of Shuzhong's report to himself, Mo Qingyun's brow frowned slightly, and felt something tricky.

Originally, he thought that there were many divine masters in the dark heavenly gate family, and they should be able to sit back and relax in today's heaven.

As a result, some of the ancient guardians, ambassadors, and princes of the ancient gods have returned to the realm of God.

In this way, the situation is not very optimistic in the face of the dark Tenjinmen.

After all, the protection of the ancient gods, the ambassadors, and the gods, the cultivation of the peak period is far from comparable to Hei Zhongliang and others.

"I'll go to Aoki Heavenly Gates."

Mo Qingyun dropped a word and he turned into a streamer and left the swamp land.

However, in order to prevent the Swampland from being attacked, Mo Qingyun let Hei Xiaoyi and the Lord of the Cold Stars sit in the town.

Anxious for the situation of Hei Zhongliang and others, Mo Qingyun immediately raised the speed to an extreme point.

After half a month.

With Mo Qingyun at full speed, he finally found Hei Zhongliang and others.

Seeing the arrival of Mo Qingyun, Hei Zhongliang and others were all surprised, surprised by his arrival.

"Qing Yun, why are you here?"

"Here we are. You don't have to worry about it."

"Fighting with these ancient gods will be very helpful to our cultivation."

"Not only that, but against them again and again, my speed of adapting to combat power is significantly faster."

...

In order to reassure Mo Qingyun, Hei Ren and others said one after another.

However, although they said so in their mouths, the anger, unwillingness, and remorse in their expressions could not be covered up.

Not only that, but under the perception of Mo Qingyun, he found that many people of the **** respected family had lost their breath.

Apparently during this period of slaying, the gods of the dark heavenly gate tribe had a lot of falls.

After probably knowing the current situation, Mo Qingyun turned to Hei Zhongliang again and asked, "Our ancestor, what is the current situation? What is the combat power of the ancient protoss?"

Although he knows the situation of the Dark Heavenly Saints, Mo Qingyun knows nothing about the ancient gods.

Therefore, he also needs to ask Hei Zhongliang for more detailed information from his mouth.

"The situation is actually not very optimistic, and we can barely compete."

When he heard Mo Qingyun's question, Hei Zhongliang hesitated a moment, and he told the truth to Mo Qingyun.

Seeing Hei Zhongliang say so, Mo Qingyun's eyes narrowed, and he felt that the real situation was worse than he thought.

However, Mo Qingyun did not lose his position immediately, waiting quietly for Hei Zhongliang to continue.

Under the direction of Mo Qingyun, Hei Zhongliang continued to say, "During this period of fighting, we lost two Da Luo level powers, eleven powers of God's respect, and the number of people in God's power. Over a hundred. "

"Fortunately, with the training resources you gave, everyone's injuries can be quickly recovered, and continuous breakthroughs in battle. Otherwise, we may not be able to compete."

After hearing Hei Zhongliang's words, Mo Qingyun's heart shuddered, and he could not think of the fierce fighting.

Such a loss, if replaced by the former, would be enough to make the Hei Tian Sheng Men tribe hurt.

Knowing the casualties of the Dark Heavenly Saints, Mo Qingyun did not rush to speak, and continued to listen to Hei Zhongliang's account.

Hei Zhongliang paused, sorted out his mood, and said, "As for the ancient Protoss side, in this short time, there is not a bit of casualties. A total of one Daluo level strongman and seven gods of the gods have fallen There are dozens of strong emperors. "

"But in general, our side has suffered more casualties, especially in the last few confrontations. Our casualties have been heavier than once."

"Because over time, the ancient protoss are recovering faster and faster, and now there are already powerful gods who are in the realm of the realm. This is still the case when the **** of the holy sky has not shot.

After hearing Hei Zhongliang's words, Mo Qingyun was startled, thinking that his ears were wrong.

Mo Qingyun quickly said: "Do you mean that in this battle with the ancient gods, there are strong gods in the territory?"

"Good!"

Hei Zhongliang nodded his head and said, "In the beginning, it was not, but as their gods became more and more powerful, they would no longer take care of it."

"The promise of the Lord of God not to make a shot is only an agreement to the weak. Will the strong follow it? They just make the rules."

"Like that one time, the Lord God of the Nether shots at you. Does he obey the rule that the Lord Lord doesn't make the shot?"

Listening to Hei Zhongliang's words, Mo Qingyun could not help silent.

Although the facts are cruel, the reality is this. If you cannot resist, you can only endure in silence.

Like Taikoo Supreme, please collect: (www.wuxiaspot.com) Taikoo Supreme's literature updates the fastest.