Mixed Miners

Time is unknowingly, and it’s been a hundred years.

Yang Ling was so immersed in the tortoise shell that he couldn't extricate himself, but for the people in the compass space, he gradually found some strange things happening around him.

Many people will inexplicably produce hallucinations, and they will see many strange things. People who died a long time ago, things that have passed a long time ago, and even some inexplicable entanglement between dreams and reality are not clear, and others will produce many companies. I feel incredible thoughts, just like someone is constantly in the head to instill a mess of consciousness, no matter how the virtual environment can not be controlled, so all the people in the compass space are out of control during this time.

The huge Linghu Lake is full of waves and aura, and a small island full of vertical and horizontal crack patterns slowly emerges. Over the island, a group of quaint patterns are constantly flashing, transforming into various illusions that transform the ethereal Miles of the sky, the entire compass space is filled with extremely mysterious atmosphere.

"Who awakened my sleep?"

Yang Ling, still immersed in the tortoise shell, suddenly heard a low-pitched, thunder-like voice. He almost collapsed consciousness.

"Who is it?" Yang Ling returned to the world, and shouted in shock. The power of the spirit is like a wave, echoing in the endless space.

"I am Xuanwu Shengjun!" This low voice has a desolate atmosphere.

"Xuanwu Shengjun?!" Yang Ling was awakened by a spirit, how did Nima come out with a holy prince?

"Yes, you wake me up, is the door to fate already open!" Xuanwu Shengjun's voice transcends rules everywhere, and seems to sound directly in Yang Ling's consciousness.

“Nothing!” Yang Ling shook his head quickly. “I just accidentally got this tortoiseshell. I wanted to unravel the **** of a friend who was imprisoned by the righteousness. The predecessor is a sacred sage, I don’t know if you know the dragon.羲 圣君 and creation holy sage?"

"My and Long Yao are both one of the four great gods under the Holy Spirit. I was seriously injured in the battle to suppress the Promise of the Promise. The body was completely blown up by the Promise of the Promise, and I was completely divided into a sleep. Among them, I thought that there would be no wake-up day, and I was awakened by you. Since the door to fate has not yet been opened, the idea of ​​coming to the Holy Spirit has not been successful. Oh, I don’t know who is the final winner of this fate? The singer gave a very low sigh.

Yang Ling was careful about the liver but could not help but arrogant.

About Xuanwu, as a Chinese person is no stranger, Qinglong, Baihu, Suzaku, Xuanwu is the four spirits of the heavens, suppressing the heavens and the earth, and the stable operation of the heavens and the earth, and Xuanwu as a super sacred beast of turtles and snakes, The defensive power is indestructible, and it turns out to be...being beaten...explosive...!

Yang Ling recalled the remnants of the war seen on the gates of the nine days and ten seals, and then filled the power of the fist of the Promise of the Promise. It was not only the chrysanthemums, but even the gods were cold.

Nima claims that the basalt of the heavenly and earthly beasts can be beaten into pieces by a punch, but the creation of the sacred priests flickers and forces the old man to kill the Promise of the Promise. Isn't this the rhythm of looking for death?

But not to go still not, because the creation of the saints shamelessly use their friends and relatives to make chips, it can be seen that in order to win the gamble and the Promise of the Promise of the fate of this game, has been shameless to the point of unscrupulous!

"Xuanwu Shengjun, can you tell me the truth about fate? Now that the door to fate has been closed for less than a hundred years, the saints have said that only by completely killing the Promise of the Promise can finally control the destiny, but now I am for fate and this There is no clue in the war!" Yang Ling said.

"The fate is unpredictable. Only when you wait for the victory will you know the truth. Since the Holy Spirit makes you kill the Promise, I am afraid that there is a lot of certainty. Unfortunately, now I have completely collapsed, leaving only this residual consciousness. I can't help you too much. I will incorporate this piece of debris into your body. In the future, you can help you to resist several attacks below the Sacred!"

When Xuanwu Shengjun spoke, Yang Ling felt the eyes sway, consciousness returned to the body instantly, and the gods and gods were instantly clear. Only then did they find that they were still sitting under the Linghu Lake, floating in front of a golden tortoise shell. Trembling, a mysterious and mysterious pattern constantly flickers around the tortoise shell, exuding an obscure atmosphere, while a sense of horror is locked on himself.

"Wait~" Yang Ling quickly stood up and said, "Xuanwu seniors, can you merge the mysterious pieces into my friend? She is used by a master of reality to use the power of your sinister armor." I was so injured that I couldn’t wake up after sleeping for more than two thousand years. If she can wake her up at the same time, the younger generation is grateful!”

The tortoise shell fell on the top of Oda's snowy child with a glimpse of it. Only a moment later, a deep, thick voice rang in Yang Ling's mind: "Yes, she is indeed imprisoned by my strength, oh, it is still the body of the yin, also It is indeed worth your time to give up this opportunity, I promise you your request!"

The golden light flashed, and the tortoise shell fragments disappeared from the top of Oda Snow's head. Soon, a magnificent and unpredictable glow glowed from her body, and the golden patterns continued to condense, and soon in Oda Snow. Around the body turned into a warrior with a mysterious pattern, and the Oda snow was wrapped in the moment, and then the brilliance flashed, and the armor all converge into the body of Oda Snow.

Oda Snow's body suddenly trembled slightly ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Then slowly opened his eyes, the beautiful face of the innocent face reveals thousands of confusion, staring at the surrounding Lingshui and floating water plants even There are also fish and shrimps swimming around and the colorful light shining at the bottom of the lake. The last pair of clear eyes like Qingquan slowly fall on Yangling.

"Master~" Oda Snowson seems to have finally woke up from the mystery of the millennium. The small face showed extreme surprise and excitement. He quickly turned over and squatted at the bottom of the lake. The tumbling spirits rolled up her dress and skirted. Exposed as snowy skin.

"Snow, the day robbery is coming, you will be safe and arrogant, and everything will be said later!" Yang Ling said that his feet were scattered and disappeared.

Almost at the moment when he disappeared, an extremely terrifying breath descended from the sky, and there was a loud bang, and the entire compass space trembled violently. The heavens and the earth swayed, a ray of 30,000 meters in diameter, like the tens of thousands of colors. Falling in the lake of Ling.

The mighty Linghu Lake was directly submerged by the plasma. The Lingshui and the plasma were merged together to become the color mud of the tumultuous tumbling. At the same time, the tens of thousands of meters of thunder light gathered into the tide waves and violently swept out in all directions. In an instant, the area is tens of millions of square kilometers. The mountain valleys, snakes, beetles, flowers, trees and vines are directly annihilated and invisible. 7189) Download the free reader!!