Mixed Miners

"Wait, let me first tell me where the door to fate is? What is the meaning of life in the first line?" Yang Ling interrupted the words of the magician.

"The door to destiny is the ultimate door to unlock the mystery of life. It is not where it is, but at the source of your life. When you understand the meaning of life, you can see it. The first line of life is..."

The old magician said that Yang Ling only saw his mouth open, but he could not hear a word, and his body was also violently twisted and shaken, seeming to be smashed.

I rely on, Yang Ling was shocked, and finally met a guy who knew the inside story. Even if he hadn’t finished talking, he would hang up. So he reached out and grabbed the old magician, but he even caught an empty space. But it is a magic projection.

"Life...machine...just...in...in..." The magician struggled desperately, and a burst of intermittent voice came out, "in..."

However, the old man finally did not say where it was, and the body completely twisted and collapsed, but at the same time a green crystal of thumb size fell in front of Yang Ling.

Yang Ling wants to cry for a long while, and then he bends over to pick up this green crystal and start a strong life. It should be the crystal of the old magician Gao Wenkai. This is a good thing, but Yang Ling is now no need.

After the crystal was put into the ring, Yang Ling walked to the front of the green arch, in the center of the closed arch, just a square of a squared square, and a virtual shadow of a card was displayed in the pit.

Yang Ling thought about the labyrinth card in his hand and put it in.

"咔嚓~"

At the moment when the labyrinth card was inserted, the numerous moiré and characters on the green door flickered, and the sound was so dense that, with a crisp sound, the door collapsed and formed a green vortex.

"Is this the way to leave?"

Yang Ling stared at the vortex for a long time, and finally bite his teeth and stepped in.

In front of me, the shadow of a giant clock appears in the brain. There are countless dials and hands on the giant clock. Some are fast and slow, some stop moving, and some even reverse quickly. Yang Ling feels that his head is completely It became a world of machines made up of big clocks, and countless hands and wheels were turning.

With the movement of the pointer and gear of the big clock, Yang Ling feels that his mental power is pouring out like a tide. In a short while, consciousness begins to be a little chaotic and fuzzy, just when he feels asleep, all the big clocks The pointer suddenly stopped, and a flower was in front of him. When Yang Ling saw it clearly, he found himself standing in the basement below the magic tower.

The table is still the same thing, Ding Cong and Gao Wenfeng are standing in front of the table with a sly face.

At the moment when Yang Ling came out, the white light column in the central hole of the golden compass on the table suddenly disappeared, the suspended crystal ball fell, and then quickly narrowed down to the hole where only the small thumb was just falling into the center of the compass.

And almost at the moment when the crystal ball fell into the hole, a colored light spurted out of the small hole, and then blinked into a two-meter-high colored big gourd, then a large number of vines came out from the gourd mouth, screaming Yang Ling three swept over.

It seems that this change is happening. The room suddenly became alive. The gourd vines were wrapped around Gao Wenfeng and Ding Cong. The two of them returned to God and shouted in horror.

Yang Ling was relieved, and the heart did not live up to the madness.

Fortunately, I finally caught up, and the third and sixth have not been killed by this gourd.

Looking at a green roll to his chest, Yang Ling pointed to the sword, gently squatting against the rattan.

“噗~” A two-meter-long rattan broke down.

"呜~" The big gourd made a very screaming scream, and the rattan suddenly retracted to the gourd mouth, and then narrowed down to only two or three inches, and turned into a broken hole on the wall.

"I rely on, the second child, what happened just now?" Gao Wenfeng was scared and pale.

"Now is not talking, chase ~!" Yang Ling reached out and grabbed the golden compass on the table. At the moment when the compass started, the entire basement disappeared without a trace, and there was only a collapsed room in front of it. And a huge hole from top to bottom.

Yang Ling didn't have time to think too much. A reiki, wrapped in Ding Cong and Gao Wenfeng, rushed out of the big hole. At this time, it was the basin surrounded by mountains. A crumbling stone tower in the middle of the basin, the energy enchantment has disappeared, black The mist is coming from all directions just like the tide.

A giant gourd of more than ten meters high rolled up and rushed away, and at the top of the rattan, a ghost of the mage was holding a golden light, it was Yang Ling that died.

I didn't expect the last moment to be succeeded by the gourd.

But at this time, Yang Ling will easily let his own things be taken away by a broken gourd?

Now that he is open to the sea, the gods are in place, and the strength is almost half-step. The trapped multi-million-year-old gourd is definitely only a part of the earth.

"Where to go?"

Yang Ling's eyebrows flashed, and the virtual soul stepped out. The blink of an eye appeared behind the big gourd.

The big gourd smashed a bit, like a huge octopus running faster.

It is a pity that the magical souls of the millions of years have been suppressed and the strength is never saved. Where did you run Yangling!

"Oh ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ want to run!"

A big hand fell directly from the sky and squatted on the waist of the big gourd, and the big gourd was not reconciled. The thick gourd vine danced and stalked to the body of the virtual soul, while standing at the main vine The magician in the light and shadow of the magician waved forward, and the black gas entangled the evil spirits.

"I advise you not to move, be careful that I will break your gourd!"

The virtual soul method turned a blind eye to these black air, and put the big gourd down to the arm, and extended the other hand to grab the cough of the gourd mouth.

With the sound of a spring stretch, the gourd vine was stretched out by the old man, and the big gourd was completely smashed.

Just in the basement and Yang Ling briefly played, he knew that he could not do Yang Ling. His magic vines, after millions of years of cultivation, have long been the strongest and strong material in the mortal world, but they were ignored by Yang Ling’s two fingers. It’s cut off, and what scares him the most is that this Terran can still release the virtual soul, which just broke his understanding and cognition of the magic, because this ghost place is dead except for death. There is no hope. If the earthquake that occurred more than a month ago caused the death of the air to weaken, he would stay in the compass.