Legend of the Cultivation God

A towering mountain range stretches for thousands of miles.

This mountain range is very strange. There are no trees on the mountain, no birds and beasts, only red rocks. The surface of this mountain stone emits a slight brilliance, and the brilliance of the brilliance, layer after layer, countless symbols flow slowly.

In the west sky, the **** sun reflects the red rocks, and the pleats glow, just like a slight flame.

Above the mountain range, thousands of feet of high air, also banned by countless powerful methods, no wind and no clouds, the central high-altitude is filled with a layer of pale gray color, it is like in the gray A cloud of black clouds is piled up in it. Looking from the outside, only a burst of thunder flashed in the gloomy black clouds, the brilliance of the silk, and the faint thunder came, but if you listen carefully, it is inaudible! Even the flashing brilliance disappeared with the residual candle in the night.

At the end of the mountain range, it is a dozens of wide and narrow valleys. The valley mouth is also like a mountain. There is a strong array of methods to seal it firmly. There is no trace of birds and beasts. Undisguised four scattered...

However, at the moment, there are hundreds of monks in the mouth of the valley, thousands of monks, wearing different costumes, holding different magic weapons in their hands, spreading from the ground to the sky, the water around the valley is not clear... ...

All the monks were nervous on their faces, their eyes were on the array of the mouth of the valley, and the eyelids were stunned. The magic weapons in their hands made a slight brilliance, and they seemed to be extremely prepared, as long as there was something abnormal in the mouth of the valley. Countless magic weapons will come out and go to the valley mouth...

Within the valley, it is far from the calm outside the valley!

The space in the valley is far more spacious than what is seen outside the valley, fearing that it is not a few miles wide. The stone walls in the valley are different from the stone walls outside the valley. Although it is also a red rock, it is also a layer of ban, but the ban is more than ten times finer than the valley, and the runes are all rolled up. The fine lines of the silk, the fine lines are picked up by the wind, and the wind ripples into the rune to reproduce the brilliance of each color! It was only this brilliance that was actually covered by a black-red color above the rocks. This black and red color spreads throughout the stone walls of the valley. And the thickness is different, the slightly experienced monk will understand at a glance, this black and red color is dyed by the blood spilled on the stone wall. Looking deep into the valley, the stone walls of this valley seem to have been completely washed by blood. A piece of black and red. A strange anomaly.

The valley should be just after a fierce battle. The air is full of **** taste, and the air and the earth are full of vitality. At this time, it is very tyrannical. From time to time, I can hear the bursting sound of "砰砰", a strong small storm suddenly formed, and went straight in all directions, most of them hit the mountains and rocks, on the red-red rocks, Fu Yiyi Flashing is to wipe out the storm that hits it, without seeing any traces! Even the black and red blood stains have not fallen, I do not know how much blood is sprinkled, this blood scale does not know how many years exist!

Not only that, but the space in the valley has become extremely unstable because of the great war. From time to time, there will be a space crack, although these space cracks appear for a very short time, flashing away, extremely destructive, occasionally The space cracks lie on the rocks, and the **** scales on the rocks are scattered, if they are the same as the rock layers, then the mountains and rocks are broken and the red rocks are exposed! Only when the crack disappeared, the symbols around the rock were slowly aggregated, and the formation was gradually restored.

At this time, there are too many living people in the valley, only the corpses lying on the ground and lying horizontally.

The corpse is also strange. More than half of it is the body of a human being. There is another half, which is not the same as people. Some of these corpses are extremely high, some are extremely dark, some are born with double wings, some are born with feet, and even, The shape of all kinds of weird birds and beasts!

These corpses have one thing in common, that is, the blackness of the silk or the brilliance of the **** color flashes slightly. These black or **** light is between the fragments of the corpse, some of them seem to gradually fall into the rock, and some are like the snakes wanting to swim towards him, but without exception, they are all on the ground. The flashing ban was hung, and if the brilliance of the lightning flashed, it was gradually strangled.

There are not many living people in the valley, all of them are holding magic weapons in their hands, flashing all kinds of brilliance in the whole body, flying rapidly in the air, avoiding the cracks of the space from time to time, and there is a strong hurricane, going to the depths of the valley. ! Everyone’s eyes are alert, and their faces are extremely exhausted! However, their thoughts are like the four sweeps of the cobweb, one inch and one inch, and they dare not miss anywhere.

The deepest part of the valley is where a thousand squares are located. The space around this kilometer seems to be a huge silkworm cocoon, which is filled with black and red fog. This fog is violently rolling like a silkworm cocoon, and there are many black and red fogs. The clear limbs of the broken limbs from time to time, and even some mourning heads suddenly appeared, a loud scream. However, this screaming has not yet come out, and the violent fluctuations outside the black gas are born, blocking it!

The core of the black and red mist is not in the stone wall, nor on the ground, but in the center of the square, the core is no longer fog, but very close together, a drop, a trace of sticky blood Including the black inflammation in the middle of the slow flow, these black inflammation surrounded by a tens of thousands of square holes, almost infinite black gas and black inflammation is overflowing from this hole, can not be timely into the valley, this is Condensed at the core! A burst of whispering, unspeakable whispering sounds came from this hollow. In addition to these black and whim, the depths of the hollow were filled with **** light, and there was nothing in it.

At this time, at the edge of the void, within the void, there are countless bangs, flashing infinite thunder, a slow, unrivaled, non-human power from the edge of the hollow , squeezing toward the inside, this hole is under the squeeze, is shrinking little by little...

Look at the black and white air mass that has been reduced to about a hundred feet, and it is high and low, standing for two hundred monks dressed in different robes! These monks have old and young, some men and women, some have simple faces, some have awkward images, but without exception, these monks are more exhausted than the monks who previously flew in the outer valley, and many of the monks’ brilliance has already Dim, the magic weapon in the hand has been damaged, and many of the monks have lost their bodies, lacking arms and legs! Even among these monks dressed in robes, there are more than a dozen young people dressed in swords. They don’t have magic weapons in their hands, but they stand straight, as if they are magic weapons, especially, the world’s aura is rushing around. Into them, their faint brilliance flashed, and a flying sword flicked from their body, and the outline of the flying sword flashed, not half a minute.

Whether it is a monk dressed in a robe or a swordsman dressed in a sword, their vigilant expression is full of pride. Although the eyes are staring at the black air, a kind of gratification has been born.

Although these two hundred monks seem to be staggered, they are an extremely powerful array. The tides of the heavens and the earth are slowly and rhythmically rushing into the interior, even and orderly. Fall into the left of different monks. With the aura of heaven and earth rushing in, this big array is like a flashing golden brilliance on the side of the breath. A vague **** shape is just like the shape of the cock. There are also many shortcomings. Obviously those places were originally There are monks, but they are no longer there! !

There are hundreds of feet of these monks in the sky, under an oval canopy, standing several people. When a monk was thirty years old, his face was simple, his forehead was a little high, and under his thick eyebrows, the bright eyes were like the stars in the sky, very bright. The eyes of the monk swept over the big squad, and the gaze seemed to wear a black and red mist through a large array of faces. With a smile on his face, he said to a 40-year-old monk next to him: "The deputy leader, now The second time I am comprehending the Three Kingdoms can beat the Devils in a joint effort, relying on the lord's day to demonize the magical fairy tales, the old husband on behalf of me to cultivate the Three Kingdoms and the sword repairing the country to thank the 铩栎仙盟!"

The forty-year-old leader of the 40-year-old vice-president is even more imposing. Although he has never spoken, an unspeakable temperament is like the radiance of Xuyang. It is emitted from him. This temperament is not a magical power. At first glance, it is close to life, as if this person is the only confidant in his life. The action of the deputy ally is more elegant. The voice of the first-class monk falls to the ground and immediately swears: "Xuan Qing's predecessor, you are the old lord, this is really polite! Let the starry day be very panic." Xingtian always believes that whether it is the cultivation of the Three Kingdoms or the Xianxian League, it is the origin of my Taoism. The inheritance originated from the ancient times! You and I are going to work together, whether it is the ancient Buddhism or Confucianism, or even now The demon world, under the authentic torrent of my door, will be destroyed like a ruin!"

"Oh, the deputy leader of the deputy leader is the 铩栎 盟 盟 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , I smiled a little and said, "These poor roads don't dare to think about it. The poor road only wants to be in the period of being the ally of the singer, to resist the invasion of the demon world, to guard the royal demon valley, to protect me from the three kingdoms... and 洹The country is safe!"

Having said that, Xuan Qing’s real face with a smile flashed a trace of worry, opened his mouth, and stopped talking...

Ps: Not only for the ally, but also for the support of the friends who support the flower. I wish you all a happy holiday! (To be continued.)