Mixed Miners

The Taoist Palace Lord looked up at the Lord and said, "Yes, even if the Protoss found the creational sacred instrument, I would not let them easily. I used the power of the rule to forge a law of the upper gods. Turandika, the vice chairman of the Prosecutor's Federation of the Protoss Council, was ambitious and decisive. In a few years, the Protoss split up and caused the top of the Protoss parliament to lose control of the creational sacred. Not only that, but I also In the soul of the Taoist town, I hid several chess pieces in the soul world, sealed my traces of the gods in the soul-seeking fruit, and then planted into the gods of these human monks, in order to keep the mark of the gods immortal. As long as the Terran with the creation of the Holy Ghost activates to gain the soul of the Taoist town, it will be controlled by me."

The Taoist Palace owner said that he raised his hand and grabbed Yang Ling in front of him over the distance of a kilometer. He looked at the human being with his mouth and nose bleeding eyes closed, and his face showed a hint of joy, and then became a happy laugh. Finally turned into a laugh.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ..., the creation of the saint is now on this human body, but has been hidden in the soul of the tower of the Holy Demon rune to break the virtual space, the elders and the devils, from From now on, without my mouth, no one can leave the Taoist Palace, wait for me to swallow and refine this person, and completely control the creation of the sacrament, that is, the day of my demon celebration, no need to be affected by the chaos, big The catastrophe of the robbery."

"Congratulations to the palace owner! I wish the palace master a successful success!" Dozens of elders and the demon Lord stood up and bowed.

In the void behind the main body of the Taoist Palace, a tens of thousands of meters of double-headed black dragon law rushed out, and the Taoist lord swallowed it into the abdomen, and then disappeared into the void.

"Well, the elders of the elders, everyone is firmly guarding the magic palace, just waiting for the palace to go out!"

The troll devil robes sit down in the same place, shaking behind the void, a snow-white three-eyed owl close to 30,000 meters high, revealing from the void, squatting in the air outside the Taoist palace, while surrounded by the void Constantly shaking, tens of thousands of meters high flowers and plants vines, a strange pattern of snakes and insects and animals are exposed one after another, the water around the highest peak, the horrible pressure, the number of squares Within a million kilometers, countless Mozus fled in panic, complaining that God had made them two or three less... seventy or eighty legs.

Inside a huge cave that looks extremely primitive, the walls are rough and there are cracks in the depths of the claws.

At the end of the cave there is a huge skeleton, which is more than ten kilometers long like a long snake. Numerous vines grow out of the gaps in the bones, and the skeleton is covered with a variety of colors.

The huge skeleton exudes a touch of energy fluctuations, filled with the bleak and ancient age, with a huge head of hundreds of stories, a pair of nearly 100-meter-diameter eyes with only two huge holes, and the mouth is half-closed. The sharp fangs are exposed. A giant tree several kilometers high grows out from one eyelid, the branches and leaves are stretched, the pavilion is covered, and there are countless watermelon-sized black fruits hanging on it. The scene looks unusually horrible and strange.

The skull over the skull suddenly emptied, and a black dragon rushed out, and the light flashed into a sorcerer.

The Lord of the Magic Palace looked around a few times, sitting cross-legged on the top of his head, while his hand was caught in the air, and a young man with eyes closed floated in front of him.

"I should have been a creational sacred device more than ten years ago. I never thought about it for a moment. I was taken away by the magic weapon in your **** sea, but you refine the soul-seeking fruit, the soul and the road. The soul town of the magic town has already merged into one, and my magical soul has already been integrated into the soul tower of the town. Oh, let your chances of the sky, the blessing of the cover, and the escape of my magic yuan, the kid, since you put The creation of the sacristy is so easy to give to me, I will not treat you badly. When the chaos comes, it will help you to leave a bloodline, but all of them will become slaves, and they will be enslaved and tortured forever. The devils that your Terran killed are revengeful."

After the Taoist Palace Lord finished, a black light spurted out of the vertical eye of the colorful halo, which was mixed with the shadow of a black dragon. After a flash, he drilled in from Yang Ling's eyebrows.

In the sea of ​​Yang Ling, a black light flashes and then condenses into a black dragon that is several kilometers long.

The electric mans splashed and thundered everywhere. A small tree that was more than ten meters high and green and green was gently swayed in the thunder. In addition to a small gourd and a tower shadow, there was a huge stone monument and countless electric awns. Wrap the stone into a light, with the slow rotation of the black and white Tai Chi ball above, the lightning disappears into the stone like a stream, and the words are glimmering in nine days and ten days.

"Haha, nine days and ten places in the town of the monument! Sure enough, I did not expect."

The black dragon laughed a few times, and the huge body turned around the stone for a few laps. Then he shook his head and rushed to the center of the Shenhai. A figure with a bronze armor was sitting in the electric light.

Black Dragon rushed to the front of Yang Ling's Yuanshen, stopped and looked at the moment and then hesitated to open the mouth with a big mouth and swallowed the Yuanshen into the belly. Then the dragon body flashed back to the original face of the Taoist Palace, like Yang Ling. The **** of the general, closed his eyes and sat down, letting him wrap the lightning.

Three days... five days... twenty days... one month...

Blinking, two months passed.

The demon of the Taoist Palace, who was sitting on the plate, suddenly shook his face a few times and then opened his eyes~www.wuxiaspot.com~ There was a hint of anxiety and stunned face.

"Why, why did I devour his **** but could not refine it?"

After a brief waking, the Lord of the Magic Palace bites his teeth and closes his eyes again.

At this time, Yang Ling, but hey, since the smashed the white and white Tai Chi ball by the shadow of the 卐 character, the soul is completely confused, I do not know where I am, I do not know when this time, I do not know what happened outside, I don't know what happened to my **** sea?

He is like a vegetative person. He has his own shape. From the body to the soul to the god, he is in an endless state of suspended animation.

I don't know how long it has been. He began to feel a little bit like a deep abyss in the darkness. He couldn't see anything around him. He was drowned by a viscous darkness. His mind was vague and his body couldn't move at all.

As the feelings became clearer and clearer, it seemed that there was endless viscous darkness, and countless bugs were eating his body and consciousness, and there was a flame that was burning in the body.