Immortal Mortal

Tong Ming also sighed. "Where do I know that the star nucleus here has also been moved, and even used to practice? The rules are messy, and my position ball has lost its position."

"I don't think we can continue to wait here. It's better for us to make an appointment, to find them separately, and then come back here." Huan said again.

Tong Ming nodded, "It can only be like this, otherwise we will not be able to open it here."

Huanzhen clearly knows the meaning of Tongming. "Nature, here belongs to the origin of this world. The core of the source is at the star's core. You and I, together with the brothers, should barely open this place."

Huanzhen did not count Ji Li and Lien.

"What happened?" Huanqi and Tongming did not continue to speak, and at the same time shocked to see the valley in front of him, there was a crack in front of him, and the cracks were getting bigger and bigger.

The rich source of breath permeates through the cracks, even with a creamy white mist.

"I understand that some people have found the star nucleus and are moving the star nucleus. The rules that lock the source are loose, which has caused the leak of a source of origin, hurry to practice, and hurry to practice..." The enthusiasm of the meditation is incoherent.

Huanzhen is as excited as the trembling, the origin of the gods, and the cultivation of this place, even if he is injured and heavy, can quickly restore strength.

Fortunately, both of them used to be saints, but they were excited for a moment, and both of them were awake.

Both are very clear about what it means. This crack will never stop there. As the Galaxy continues to be moved, the crack will become larger and larger, and even the entire planet will be visible.

How many broken gods in this broken planet? Once the planet's origins appear, countless gods will flock to it. Because this thing is a treasure that can perfectly repair the flesh, the price is to destroy a planetary domain.

"What should I do?" Tong Ming returned to God and stared at Huan.

Huan said with a deep voice, "The only way to stop it is to take up the best practice place when the source is completely leaked, and then improve it."

Tong Ming nodded, both of them were staring at the crack of the origin of the crack, as for the unscrupulous things, the two had long forgotten.

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Overwhelmingly, the folk rhythm sweeps over and covers the yellow-shirt man. Did not wait for the yellow shirt men to return to the gods, the vastness of the world of heaven and earth will be crushed.

The space is turned into a melting pot, and everything is turned into a copper block in the furnace.

Everything in the furnace, life and death at this moment is clear in the blink of an eye, there is no choice.

The world, the world, the creation, the yin and yang!

The four fingers in the seven-bounded index were repeatedly pointed out by Mo Wuji, and they were bombarded on the map of the gods and drowned the yellow shirt people.

If the long river Shentong, which is half a month old, is on the map of the gods, only a few splashes of the gods are splashed. Under the four fingers, the whole universe is shaking wildly.

The image of the gods is stronger, and the yellow shirt without the flesh can't easily block the crushing of the four fingers.

The horrible cosmic rule was drowned, and the yellow-shirted man almost condensed into a real god, and in his trembling, his **** was quickly thinned up.

"Booming and banging!" The violent gods and the rules of the heavens and the earth were transferred to the pale gold ball by the sacred image, even if the pale gold ball was heavy, it was also bombarded by various rules. Shaking, constantly shaking.

"The gods are rushing, killing..." The yellow-shirted man screamed and screamed, and the sacred figure rolled up hundreds of millions of colors.

The unscrupulous four fingers have not completely killed the yellow-shirt man, and the sacred figure has suppressed his four-finger rhyme.

When the customs are broken, the heavens and the earth are split, the charcoal fire is extinguished, and the yin and yang are gradually blurred...

A majestic atmosphere of heaven is crushed from the map of the gods, like a giant peak of hundreds of millions of people, slamming on the top of the head.

The unscrupulous field is broken, and I can't help but open the mouth is a blood arrow. He can't move up any more, even to be photographed directly by the picture.

Mo Wuji's face became pale, and he met such a strong person for the first time. To know that he has entered the perfection of God, in the case of full force shots, it has been crushed so miserable.

At this moment, there is no way to retreat. He barely relies on the empty space that he had laid down before, and he can't continue to move.

The crushing atmosphere on the 戮 阵 不断 不断 不断 不断 不断 不断 不断 不断 不断 不断 不断 不断 不断 不断 不断 不断 不断 不断 不断 不断 不断 不断 不断 不断 不断 不断 不断 不断 不断 不断 不断 不断 不断 不断 不断All his rhythm rules were suppressed.

It is like the green bamboo that has been reduced by the accumulation, and the unscrupulous waist is being bent more and more by the sacred figure. He wants to struggle hard, but the violent cosmic power continues to fall from the sacred image, so that he can't struggle.

Mo Wuji was extremely miserable, and the yellow shirt people were not much better. His body trembled and his face was completely blurred.

The condensed **** under the yellow shirt is gradually blurred, as if to disappear.

Mo Wuji and the yellow shirt people are very clear, this situation is who can't keep going, who is finished. The one who insists on the last is the real winner.

The yellow shirt man never said a word again, he knew that this was not the time to speak. But he is sure that Mo Wuji must be the one who can't keep going.

What kind of treasure is the 戮 阵? In the past, if he was not a sacred figure, he had long been with the old things and dissipated in the vast cosmic galaxy.

Now he is fully committed to the display of the sacred map, and even put out his own life and the road to fight, if you can not suppress a scorpion ant, what is the significance of his long life?

He even regrets that he is fully late to shoot. If he is not a sneak attack, but he is fully committed, this scorpion ant has long been killed by him. It has evolved into a pale gold star nucleus, and naturally he is long. With this star that evolved into a pale gold, he has multiple injuries that cannot be recovered?

For many years, he did not see through this little thing, which is why he regrets. How many years? He tasted the regret again.

The unscrupulous waist was bent into a cooked prawns at this moment, and his heart was cold.

The yellow shirt is clear, he is as clear as he is, and he will continue to do so. He will be the one who loses. He tried to overestimate the yellow-shirt man, and this was all four fingers. I didn't expect to be crushed by the other side. This is still a great energy for him to use the four fingers to consume the yellow shirt people. Otherwise, he will die faster and more miserable.

The space is quiet in this confrontation, and the atmosphere is suppressed and suffocating.

A drop of blood and sweat permeated from the unscrupulous eyebrows and dripped. "Hey, hey!" The sweat dripped on the pale gold star.

Mo Wuji felt that his strength was getting farther away from him, that is, he could not enter in the mortal world.

Really want to fall here? He has just cultivated to the perfection of the gods, and he has not even entered the quasi-holy realm, so he is not willing.

Mo Wuji struggled to look up, but every time he struggled, the violent pressure on the map of God was even greater.

If I am dead, what should I do with the book?

If I am dead, what should the mortal world do? What will happen to my mortal world?

If I am dead, how can my mortal inheritance pass down?

There is a smoker, is she good? Still in the real star? It was the only girl who used to be his life, and the only girl who had only one of his young masters in his life.

Even if she lost her memory because of a serious injury, she changed her character and left her with a slap in the heart.

Also, Ji Li, is she safe now? If I am degraded, will the old man who is in the meditation kill the glass without mercy?

It’s a pity that a lot of things haven’t been done yet, and many people haven’t seen it yet.

Unscrupulously, the appearance of Wen Xiaoqi suddenly appeared. Wen Xiaoqi’s face became clearer and clearer. She looked at Mo Wu with tears and seemed to be shouting, seeming to stop by her hand. However, Mo Wuji felt that his consciousness was getting farther and farther, and his knowledge of the sea was getting more and more embarrassing. He could not hear Wen Xiaoqi’s words.

Do not! I can't die~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I haven't seen the book yet! I haven't seen how the smoke is now. I don't know if my mortal can stand at the peak of this universe. I still have too many things to do...

Waist, give me straight up!

Mo Wuzhi's eyes are full of blood, and he is filled with a kind of madness!

His waist really stretched out slowly.

The thin body of the yellow-shirted man trembled more and more, and his hands slowly and slowly drawn out the mysterious handcuffs. "Hey, the gods, the condensed, and crushed me!"

"Boom!" The increasingly violent rules of the heavens and the earth were crushed and slammed into the body of Mo Wuji.

Even if it is dead, I will no longer be crushed, and the eyes of the unscrupulous eyes will bleed, and his bones will be broken.

"Hey!" A burst of frowning in the unscrupulous eyebrows split, as if a seed had been torn open, and turned into a roaring storm.

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