Mixed Miners

In a blink of an eye, only Ding Cong and Yu Qiang are left.

The two looked at each other and Yu Qiang jumped on without saying anything. He almost screamed from the black fog at the same time: "I rely on it, I am losing money~~"

Ding Cong's face was pumped a few times, and his black face stepped back to the edge of the magical edge. The body was almost completely trapped in the black mist. The strange breath rushed into the body like a river, and Ding Cong felt his body. It is rapidly collapsing, and at the same time there is an invisible flame that seems to ignite its own soul.

The rest of the Mozu looked at Ding Cong with a frightened battle, and a face twisted and could not see the shape.

I have tried my best to catch up with the ancestral forbidden area that I have never been to in a million years. I didn’t expect it to fall short.

Why are they not afraid of death?

Ming knows that the magic is still coming to death, knowing that it is death and still want to jump?

At the moment, only the last two races are left, and the one who is unconscious is the owner of the creational sacristy that was taken away by the palace, and this guy may be the right one.

"Oh, you guessed it well. Now the jade scorpion is indeed on me. He is now robbing the creation saint in the sea of ​​my brother." Ding Cong said nothing, but in fact he was completely desperate.

"Second second, you don't wake up again, the brothers really only see you in the afterlife!" Ding Cong sighed, then took a look at the fog and slowly surrounded the demon again, turned around...

"Boom~"

A golden light suddenly appeared in the air of tens of thousands of meters, and the blink of an eye turned into a golden sword rain.

The black mist that followed the sky was hit by the golden sword light, and the magical demon that had never revealed the true meaning of hundreds of millions of years was completely exposed to the light.

A dark abyss stretches tens of thousands of kilometers, like a big mouth opened by the magic mountain, trying to swallow the sky.

But this light, but also a moment of time.

Among all the fearful and desperate eyes of the Mozu, in the expression of Ding Cong’s mouth can be stuffed into a duck egg, three hundred and sixty swords screamed and fell into the top of Yangling’s head. As the ground sinks, the whole magical field collapses, together with the entire magical wilderness in the vicinity, like a mountain pressed against a piece of tofu, crashing into it.

Not only Ding Cong and a group of high-ranking demons, but even hundreds of demons who are still rushing behind, have followed the collapse of the magical dwarf, wrapped in muddy dust and fell.

At that moment, everyone felt that they had been smashed into powder by the golden light, and even a little pain could not be felt. Anything was completely lost in front of him.

"I am big on my day~" Ding Cong, who was the first to bear the brunt, had already planted it before he finished.

The magic mountain oscillated. Under the impact of the golden light, the black mist turned into a tens of thousands of meters of madness and swept out in all directions.

Numerous low-level Mozus, who are hiding in the periphery of the Magic, are ready to watch the lively low-level Mozu. They have not been recovered from the golden sword light and are wrapped in the black mist. Many of the direct devils have collapsed, and the mouth is slightly high, spit blood and panic. Under the thought of tearing away the void, but found that the power of the devil is rapidly fading, one by one screaming into the dark fog.

In an instant, the billions of miles around the magical sin, they are caught in an endless panic.

......

Time goes back three minutes, that is, when a group of people on the edge of the magical field fight.

Yang Ling, who had been in a coma for a long time, finally woke up.

However, it was only his **** that awakened. As for the body, he tried it and found that Shenhai had been completely closed. God could not feel any breath of the outside world.

"I rely on, is Laozi hanging?" Yang Ling was shocked.

Just as his head was blank, a double-headed black dragon slowly erected from the electric mans, and then the snow-white **** that turned over his belly also bounced a few times and climbed up.

Yang Ling suddenly became shocked and quickly left other thoughts. No matter whether he died or not, if he wants to live, these two sacred sacred guys must first kill and say.

The magic yuan and the jade scorpion are very miserable at this time.

The demon soul is not only a big circle smaller than before, but also suffered serious damage. The body is full of wounds. Under the impact of Yufuzhen Xuanzang, although it is waking up at this time, the gods are still stunned, and the two Mozu are twisted. Three heads, looked around with a blank face, and finally the eyes slowly settled above Yang Ling's god.

At this time, the Qinglong true thunder has been invalidated. Yangling’s **** has restored the shape of human beings, but the breath is more powerful than before. The horror of the horror of the stock is constantly emitting, and the five colors of the head are shining, one green and one purple. The two lotus shadows are in full bloom, and the gods are wrapped in them. The power of the gods is absorbed by the two lotuses, and then condenses into a blue-violet mist. As the fog turns, a drop of crystal clear liquid rolls from the petals. Dropped down, and then absorbed into the body, so repeated.

"I rely on, these two guys are still not dead?" Yang Ling couldn't help but look at the three eyes of these three heads.

The huge body of the two-headed dragon and the snow-white dragonfly almost stunned at the same time, and they glanced at each other, and then turned into a black and white stream of two streams of light to the Yangling's Shenhai exit.

The horrible three hundred and sixty swords have already vanished their greed and desire.

That feeling, they would rather die, and they don't want to try it a second time.

"Hey! Hey!"

Mo Yuanzi and Yuzizi bounced back and forth in a group of white whirlpools, causing Yang Ling’s entire Shenhai to tremble.

"What happened?" Yuxizi’s horrified screaming, unwilling to hit it again, still blocked by the vortex.

"Magic Yuanzi, what are you waiting for, and knocking open the channel with me!" The jade screamed, like a madman, slamming into the exit of the sea of ​​god over and over again.

The magic Yuanzi did not seem to hear the general, slowly turned and stared at Yang Ling.

Shenhai was closed ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ There was only one reason, that is, the opponent is not ready to let himself and Yuzi leave.

However, Yang Ling was shocked by the two-way escaped Warcraft, but then he pumped a few times and opened his mouth and made a laugh like a daddy: "Hey~, since it is still not dead, then come again!"

So on the edge of the demon, everyone saw the 360-horse golden sword light.

......

The magic mountain collapsed for a million kilometers, and within a billion kilometers, it almost became a dead land, and countless demons died in it.

The magical degeneration is even more horrible, the rolling black mist is diffused farther into the magic mountain, and it looks like a wolf smoke directly breaks through the magical light shield of the magic mountain, rushes into the universe of hundreds of thousands of kilometers, and begins to pollute the entire ancestral world. .

The air is dead and the rules are chaotic.

In addition, all the tops of the Mozu were missing in the change of the Magic, and the whole Mozu was caught in an unprecedented chaos. They wanted to escape from the ancestral world, but all the gates leading to the outside world were sealed. Desperate to hide around...