Library of Heaven’s Path

"This is Yuanxiaoshan!"

After the negotiation, the courtiers, Zhang Suhang and Liu Yang gave a speech and rushed to the place where the ancient saint was located. For fear of being discovered by the Emperor and others, they did not dare to use the ability to tear space. It is not far from Wangcheng, but it took less than an hour to come.

It is a mountain, it is better to say that it is an abyss. At first glance, the darkness can't see the end, and it gives off the cold and cold atmosphere.

"I try it!"

Yuchen took a step forward and suspended in the abyss, taking a deep breath: "亳埙古圣, old friend Chen Yong came to visit!"

The sound condenses into a thin line and passes through the darkness of the darkness. I don't know how far it spreads.

Three consecutive screams, there seems to be a black cloud rolling under the abyss, and then, a multicolored light, shot from below, like an aurora.

As soon as these lights appeared, the two immediately felt that the flight was unstable, the body kept shaking, and the infuriating was not controlled by themselves, and they would fall from the air at any time.

"Yes meta magnetic!"

Zhanghang eyebrows are raised.

This power is the same as that of a magnet, but it has a destructive effect on the infuriating body of the practitioner, and it is impossible for people to control it.

"Hey!"

The eyebrows are raised, and the courtiers are not disguised. They change back to the appearance of the aliens. The pure killing is really boiling. Finally, the figure is stabilized. However, his injury has not fully recovered, his strength has been used, and his face has once again become It is miserable.

After Zhang’s wrist was turned over, the demon knives flew out and stood under his feet, controlling his body shape.

This kind of meta-magnetic force can cause damage to the infuriating gas, but the demon-like knives are only weapons, and there is no so-called infuriating, and it is not affected.

The colorful light below, rolling again, like a wave of water, then saw a figure wearing a black robe, standing above the light, slowly floating up.

"亳埙古圣!"

Chen Yong Huang Bao Quan.

Zhang looked over the past.

In front of the body, the whole body is covered under the black robe. There are only two eyes, and the redness of the bleeding color gives a strange feeling. The body is full of strength and strong, and it does not see how strong it is. However, It is still the same as the previous Buddhism.

Even compared to Zhang Hongtian, it is not weak.

It’s no wonder that it’s praised by the vassal, and I’m afraid it’s a strong person in the realm of bloodshed.

"The old man has long ignored the world, and you are useless if you come alone!" The hands are hidden in the darkness, and the ancient holy face is expressionless.

"The situation now, you see, I hope that my brother can help me!" Chen Yonghuang was in the end.

He was seriously injured and his life was consumed at any time. As long as he was a practitioner, he could see it without deliberately explaining it.

"Everyone will fall, the emperor will be the same, the ordinary people will be the same... You can see me once before you die, and I am satisfied. If there is nothing else, I am not going to accompany you!"

The ancient sacred look with indifference, the multicolored light under the feet, keeps shining, the figure seems to be hidden again in the darkness, disappearing.

"I was murdered by people, and my life was between the eve of my life. I only asked for a handful of enemies..." I didn't expect this guy to be so indifferent, and Chen Yonghuang was anxious.

I want you to help out, who will come to see you before you die?

Our friendship is not so deep...

"I am no longer in the right, I don't want to mess with these..."

Shake his head, and the old St. is too lazy to crap, the palm of his hand, the colorful light shrouds the entire abyss, and the figure has entered the darkness.

"Please stay still!"

When he was about to disappear completely, Zhang frowned and his fingers moved forward.

The colorful light in the air was immediately torn into his hands. The meta-magnetic force that made it infuriate and difficult to operate, changed its direction at this moment, and it rushed toward the shadow.

Hey!

Squeezed by this force, the ancient sacred dynasty that has just disappeared fell out of the darkness, as if the colorful light around him had rejected him.

"Who are you... How can you control the meta-magnetic?"

The eyebrows are raised, and the ancient St. Man is not convinced.

In order to comprehend the power of the abyss of the abyss, he spent no more than three thousand years. So far, it is a bit of a dim sum. You can control this power and display the power of the same level of ancient holy.

In front of him, when you shoot, you let the colorful light repel yourself... How do you do it?

"I am not controlling, but looking for defects, making the body infuriating, able to fuse the power of the meta-magnetic, and resonate with the power here!"

Gently smile, hang a finger, the demon knives under his feet are immediately retracted, and he is still suspended in the air, seemingly unaffected by the surrounding magnetic force.

Tiandao is infuriating, even the killing and infuriating of the different spiritual groups can change. It is not too difficult to change the magnetic force of the Yuan Dynasty and be compatible with it.

When the other party used it, it was already inspected with the help of the library.

"Finding defects? The strength of the body's true gas fusion?"

亳埙古圣wrinkled frowns.

"Yes!"

There should be a sigh of relief, Zhang Suspension took a deep breath, and both palms jerked up.

Hey!

There are countless colorful lights in the abyss, a large aurora, surrounded by him, like a colorful giant.

Heaven is infuriating, changing attributes, and meta-magnetic force triggers resonance. This abyss, in his view, is like a source of warm power, which can release the power beyond its own cultivation.

"You really can control the meta-magnetic..."

Feeling the power of your own control, it is not as pure as the other side, and the face of the ancient holy is full of shock.

He studied for three thousand years, but he was not as good as the young man who had just arrived.

"If you can help Chen Yonghuang, this method of controlling the magnetic force, I can teach you!"

See what he knows about himself, Zhang Suhang looked over.

"This..." 亳埙古圣 paused.

For the sake of Yuan magnetic, he has stayed here for more than 3,000 years. If it can be as smooth as the one in front of him, it will not be so hard.

Moreover, his purpose in comprehending the meta-magnetism is to find a road that suits him, and to strike a higher realm. It is really easy to control with the other side. It is foreseeable that the strength will inevitably advance by leaps and bounds, breaking through the current **** rebirth. Know!

"Who hurts you?"

Some of the intentions, but the ancient St., did not worry about making a decision, but turned to look at the eyes of Chen Yonghuang.

As the first emperor of the spiritual family, the first person was injured like this. Although he believed that his strength was not weak, he also understood that his opponent would not be simple.

If there is no chance to win, you will never be in danger in order to get the resonance of the magnetic resonance.

"It is the Emperor and the Emperor! They joined forces with the Terran and sneaked on me!"

"Is they?"

Hearing is the two emperors, and the ancient sage's face becomes ugly: "I can't help this thing, or please Gaoming!"

(The rest of the day is more!)——

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