Mixed Miners

The coffin cheeks blush, and after taking the lotus, the body struggled a little and said: "Wang, let me down!"

"Lingling sister, you let him hold you 呗" I couldn't help but grin and said: "I heard that women only have a pain, they will love deeper, and they will cherish more. X"

The coffin directly shyly buried his face in Yang Ling's arms and did not dare to look up.

Yang Ling was also quite awkward. He gently slammed the door and said, "The little girl, where I learned the mess."

"Wow, my husband is too fierce, and I even took my sister Ling's sister home!" Han Xinglin's brain hole was as big as ever. When the boat was just docked, she pulled the dragon and laughed and flew over.

"Old...husband..." The dragon secluded with a bundle of lotus, it was very careful to look at Yang Ling, both in anticipation and nervous.

Hey~, Yang Ling’s face is black, and he’s stunned Han Xinglin’s eyes. “You teach, see me punishing you at night!”

Han Xinglin immediately squinted at the red clouds and looked at Yang Ling. "Husband, you said, you have to talk!"

"Hey, my brother-in-law is going to work hard at night!"

Yang Ling’s face is darker. The more women, the less fuel-efficient they are, and it seems that they are really taking care of it.

"Sister, my sister, come over to eat fruit!" Xue Yurong walked out of the wooden house with a plate of fruit in his hand and placed it on a stone table in front of the house.

After a while, Xue Yuqin, Sun Xiaojing, and Yunxiao also came out with melon seeds and fruit, and soon filled the stone table. Finally, Han Xue took Amo and baked it.

In a flash, the quiet lake bay became more and more lively. Facing a group of wives and swallows, Yang Ling felt busy.

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Compass space, test the valley.

Ding Cong and Chu Yuan are like two savages lying in the seventh layer of the canyon, watching the cliffs with more than ten kilometers high and constantly pumping.

"Isn't the compass elf broken? How can I call the second child for so many days to get us out?" Ding Cong said to himself.

"Don't mention this animal, maybe you are married to your wife!" Chu Yuan said wickedly.

Ding Cong casually caught in the air, a large bunch of grapes fell in the water pool and swayed a few times and then shook the water drops directly on his face, while eating and muttering: "It's really possible, we have climbed. For more than a thousand years, according to the urineiness of this product, it is normal to lick three or five!"

"No, I have to curse the last two days!" Chu Yuan climbed up and began to circle on the ground.

"Hey~" Suddenly the space shook a little, and a figure appeared and then Chu Yuan was thrown into the pool.

Ding Cong opened the grapes on his face and sat up in a faint manner: "The second child, you are still willing to come to see us, and married a few wives?"

"Two!" Yang Ling grabbed the grapes from Ding Cong and said while eating.

"Birds!" Ding Cong stood up, Chu Yuan also floated out of the pool, and cocked the **** together.

"Remember to be happy!"

"With your uncle, let's go, I can't wait, I don't know if my charm is good?" Ding Cong stretched a few lazy and said.

"Wait a minute, let you witness a miracle and go!" Yang Ling threw the grapes in his hand to the ground, and picked up his sleeves and stood under the waterfall.

"You are going to climb up?" Ding Cong stunned, and Chu Yuan climbed up like an idiot.

"Yes, let your brother show you the strength, let you know what is talent, what is the gap, what is the despair of slag!" When Yang Ling spoke, his hands climbed the cliff and began to climb.

The seventh floor leads to the eighth floor of the cliff, which is sixteen kilometers high. It is twice as high as the one below. It is also one hundred meters higher and the pressure is doubled. Once it climbs up, it expresses the spirit. The force will be eight hundred times higher than the seven-level magician, and the intensity of consciousness will increase the same multiple. Of course, the eight-level magic is released, and the power is also at least eight hundred times stronger than the seven-level wizard.

However, Yangling’s spiritual tree in the sea of ​​gods has now reached 20,000 meters, which is a hundred times longer than when he climbed the sixth floor. The spirits have completely entered maturity, and nowadays under the trees, they are already dense. Filled with a layer of spirituality, now Yang Ling's mental strength has reached a very horrible state, Yang Ling himself estimated that at least have reached the level of the eight-level magician, so he simply tested his own state.

Looking at Yang Ling, the waterfall is like a flexible monkey. The clouds are flying up the cliff and quickly climbed over a third. There was almost no pause.

"Good fierce!" Ding Cong and Chu Yuan were stunned.

Even if they are now climbing the seventh floor, it will take at least a dozen years for them to climb the lower cliff again, because their current spiritual strength is comparable to the level of entry of the seven-level magician. It is not much stronger than the most powerful magician of the sixth level.

Yang Ling soon climbed over half of the height of more than eight kilometers, and the speed is still not reduced. The body is like a dragon, and it is swung up under the impact of the waterfall. In less than half an hour, it has reached the position of ten kilometers.

"It's not a person, not a person!" Chu Yuan kept his hair swaying, his eyes squatting at high altitude.

This is the eighth layer of cliffs, not the first layer of the second layer below, the resulting mental stress can be said to be terrible like hell.

"It seems that we can't do the slag!" Ding Cong touched his chin and looked dull.

An hour later, Yang Ling climbed to a height of 13 kilometers.

Two hours later ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Yangling climbed to a height of fourteen kilometers.

Although it seems that the speed has weakened, it has made Ding Cong and Chu have a feeling of wanting to die more, because the more they go up, the more horrible the mental pressure will be. If you climb one meter at any time, it may become a crushing camel. The last straw, then fainted and fell.

Climbing to this height, Yang Ling certainly felt the pressure of terror, but this pressure is not enough mental power, but the consciousness began to be a little chaotic, indicating that his consciousness is not stable enough, only constantly tempered under this pressure. The consciousness will become more and more stable and stronger.

But this kind of pressure for Yang Ling is still far from reaching the point of being irresistible.

Four hours later, Yang Ling has climbed to a height of fifteen kilometers.

"It seems that the second child is going to be against the sky! It’s so big!" Chu Yuan and Ding Cong are completely numb at this time.

Eight hours later, Yang Ling finally grasped a stone protruding from the top of the cliff and then slammed it up. Rw