Mixed Miners

"呜~呜~~"

The whole strange tree began to twist and dance, and then slowly contracted. After a few minutes, it was directly indented into a large cracked hole at the top of the stone to disappear.

The dragon fern and the sky touched the sweat of the forehead to recover the magical soul. A group of people stared at the pale blue stone and some huge masks that had been broken, and felt the heart keep jumping. The breath that comes out of it is more frightening than the ghosts of the past.

"Second second, what is this in the end?" Yu Qiang and Gao Wenfeng are constantly retreating.

Looks dignified: "Yang Daoyou, this seems to be a grave?".

"It could be a seal too!" Zeus said.

Yang Ling frowned and stared at the hole in the stone tablet. Whether it was a grave or a seal, there may be something particularly horrible in it.

He remembered the pyramid seal of the Protoss in Venezuela, was accidentally broken, and then climbed out of a bronze geek, and then... then there was no more, and he fell into a bronze coffin and spent two years outside the earth.

Is it going to repeat the same mistakes this time?

Tangled, depressed!

Yang Ling feels that the heart and the cat's paw are catching the same. It is obvious that Ding Cong's changes are related to the things in this stone tablet. After entering, they may not come out. If they don't go in, Ding Cong may never return to normal.

"Go, go back and say!" Yang Ling hesitated for a long time and gave up the plan to go in.

The so-called gentleman does not stand on the dangerous wall. This stone tablet makes him feel extremely depressed. Even the gods are constantly shaking in the blue and white Taiji ball, which is obviously irritating.

A group of people breathed a sigh of relief, followed Yang Ling back to the system, and then Yang Ling asked Zeus to bring some of the miners back to the Protoss spacecraft to study, and all the rest of the stuns were arranged to guard.

And he himself took Ding Cong to find a quiet place, a finger pressed in his eyebrows, a lot of power of the soul to enter.

In the mind of God, in the sea of ​​Ding Cong, a strange white lantern floats in the wellhead of Shenquan. There is a kind of jade bead in the lantern, but the red light with the finger size is just burning on the jade beads. .

Hey~

The sight that was seen made Yang Ling breathe a sigh of relief.

For a spiritual monk, the spiritual jade is the foundation of all realms, not only the source of the aura, but also the storage position of the soul, and now the spiritual jade is covered by this strange lantern, that is to say Ding Cong now completely loses the ability to communicate with his own soul, and is completely a vegetative state.

What is even more frightening is that the red flame is burning on the jade beads. If the jade beads are burned, the soul will dissipate, Ding Cong will die completely, and the lantern and flame seem to have the ability to shield the system. Even the system could not perceive the existence of Ding Cong, and even life and death could not be judged.

Yang Ling felt cold and sweaty.

Nowadays, with the step-by-step upgrade of the system, the situation is becoming more and more complicated, and more and more things are uncontrollable. I am more and more unable to take care of the people around me.

If you continue this way, I am afraid that there will be more and more such things in the future.

Yang Ling withdrew his knowledge from Ding Cong's sea of ​​gods, his face was cloudy and uncertain.

What is it that can ban Ding Cong Yuanshen?

And what terrible secrets are hidden in the stone tablet?

Yang Ling suddenly had a special helpless mood in his heart. Nowadays, a group of miners are not in the refining of the soul or in the rules, the cold engine has not yet woken up, and even no regrets are refining the one. The fruit...the fruit...

? ?

Yang Ling’s heart moved, his eyebrows flashed, and three fruit-colored fruits floated in front of him.

The eight ultimate rules are the basic rules for the birth of heaven and earth. They are the cornerstone of the stability of everything in the universe, but they are also the most destructive rules. A little extra existence will break the inherent balance and cause unrelenting destructive power.

This lantern is strange and embarrassing, but as long as it is not something higher than the eight rules, it will definitely change under the influence of these eight ultimate rules.

After Yang Ling hesitated for a long time, he took a deep breath, and the soul of the tower in the sea of ​​God was black and light. The blue wheel at the bottom of the tower emerged with a slight tremor, and the power of a reincarnation came out. At the same time, Yang Ling pointed out a reddish one. On the fruit of the road, the whole system swayed slightly, and the red fruit was slammed into the sea of ​​Ding Cong by the force of reincarnation, and then directly exploded by the impact.

"Boom~~"

Ding Cong’s Shenhai was thrown into a nuclear bomb, and it was shaken by the force of the violent rules.

"噗~"

In the eyes of Ding Cong, the red light flashed, and Zhangkou squirted a few mouthfuls of blood. At the same time, an extremely awkward breath emanated from him, and Yang Ling followed with a sigh, and the giant wheel in the sea of ​​God trembled a few times before letting He calmed down. At this time, in the mind of God, Ding Cong’s gods and seas were filled with red light. The light and shadow of the roads undulating, the white lanterns were crumbling under the impact of red light, and even a little flame inside was shaken vigorously.

"嗤嗤嗤嗤~~"

The white lanterns did not persist for a long time and began to show a crack. ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Then the cracks expanded rapidly, less than half a minute. With the sound of the bang, the lanterns were completely blasted, and the flames wrapped around the jade beads were flashing. After that, he suddenly whispered into a red-faced fangs, opened his mouth and gave a shrill scream, and then rushed along Yangling’s gods.

"Boom~~"

Yang Ling felt the soul screaming, and a grimace appeared in his sea of ​​gods. Then... the grimace stopped and a pair of red-lighted eyes clung to the blue and white Tai Chi ball floating in the air.

After Yang Ling’s short-lived loss, the gods returned to the body, and the moment when the grimace was in a daze, the soul tower of the town suddenly flew up and put a grimace in it. The huge wheel slammed down and the bronze palace appeared, and a group of blue light came out. Wrap your face.

The grimace seems to wake up, and then fight back and forth in the blue light, but as more and more blue light is transmitted through the palace, it is slowly being crushed.

After three days passed, Yang Ling, who was sitting on the plate, suddenly grabbed his hand in the eyebrows. A red crystal of yellow beans appeared in his hand and opened his eyes.

"Hey~~, I rely on, the second child, you finally woke up!"

At the moment when Yang Ling blinked, he saw that Ding Cong and Chu Yuan were kneeling in front of themselves, and they were holding a fruit in their hands.

Yang Ling stared at the fruit in his hand, and his eyes were black, and the body almost swayed and planted on the ground.

"My rules are fruitful! Hey ~~" Yang Ling’s two young men jumped out at the same time and roared.