Mixed Miners

"It's not nine days, it's still the Kyushu border!" Yang Ling shrugged his mind and shrugged his shoulders.

Kim did not change at this time, and the powerful gods instantly covered the whole world. The body couldn’t help but mutter: "How could it be that billions of years have not come back, how can Kyushu become sea?"

"It’s not that Kyushu has turned into a sea, but the power to suppress Kyushu has disappeared!" Yang Ling raised the black iron sword in his hand. "It’s this sword that suppresses the whole Kyushu. When I fell into Kyushu, I looked outside. Kyushu is just a small island wrapped in white light."

"Repressing Kyushu? Who is suppressing Kyushu? Why suppress Kyushu? Who can suppress Kyushu? Where is that nine days?" Kim couldn't help but send out a series of questions.

Yang Ling said that he still believes. After all, he has completely seen the changes in Kyushu. This continent is indeed Kyushu, but the power of order has been diluted very much. He has even some uncontrollable feelings in his own realm.

"These things are hard to say, I am afraid you will not believe it when you say it. Let's find a place to take a break and talk about it!" Yang Ling shook his head.

A group of people have no objections, especially the ancestors of the wooden family saints. If not Yang Ling, several people may have been buried in the collapsed eight-column land.

"Rainway friends, I still go back to a state with you, the door of order is in the world, maybe there are other changes in Kyushu!" Yang Ling turned to look at Yu Qingzhu said.

"Yang Daoyou is able to visit Middle-earth again, it is an honor for us to rain!" Rain green bamboo smashed a face and a surprise on his face.

For her, this line of eight pillars is exactly like a dream. It completely broke the heart of her guardianship for hundreds of thousands of years. For Yang Ling, there is no longer a split between the peers and even the elders.

"Snow, let me go!" Yang Ling stretched the small hand of Oda Snow, and the two masters and servants were able to meet in the eight pillars, and Yang Ling was fortunate, perhaps as long as he took it later. The scabbard on the altar, I am afraid that the master and the servant will have no chance to meet again.

"Xiaoxue Shimei, you promised to marry me when you arrived at Tongtianzhu!" A young man of about 20 years old next to the wooden family eagerly jumped out and said loudly.

"Well~" Yang Ling frowned, his face staring coldly at the guy coldly, "What do you say?"

"Spring, don't make it!" Mujia's ancestors changed their faces.

"Old ancestors, I want to marry Xiao Xue Shimei..."

The young man’s words have not been finished yet. The wooden family’s ancestors’ sleeves are rushed to say a few words, and only a few voices are still in the same place.

"Snow, what happened in the end?" Yang Ling gently stroked Oda's messy hair and looked at her **** voice.

"Master~" Oda Snowko leaned on Yang Ling's arms and enjoyed the touch of the big hand. The small face showed infinite happiness and satisfaction, and slowly said the story.

A group of people looked at the servants and the servants, and they talked to each other. Even the scorpion knew the feelings between the two, and the rain and bamboo heart secretly shook a bitter bitterness, but Yu Yu looked at the two with big eyes. The face looked uncertain, facing the unparalleled appearance of Oda Snow, she also felt a loss of no reason.

Kim did not change hahaha and said with a smile: "Master, this matter is easy to hear. If the wooden family dares to continue to come to the door and mention this matter, I must interrupt the legs of the wooden family."

Tu Xingtian also smiled and said: "In my opinion, Mujia does not have the guts!"

Yang Ling’s face also showed a gentle smile and said: “This is the best, let’s go!”

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Half a month later, Zhongtuozhou.

Yang Ling stood in front of the transmission array, and looked at a closed jade door hanging thousands of kilometers away, shook his head and sighed.

The door of this order should be the core of Kyushu. Unfortunately, he has studied for more than ten days and still cannot open this door. As long as consciousness falls on it, it is as if the whole world is in his gods, the dojo and The gods have signs of being crushed, even if they use Chaos Zijinling, they can't collect them, so he gave up after trying once.

It seems that it is necessary to open the door of this order or to thoroughly refine it. It is estimated that it will not work until the ordinary saints have been tried. Because Kim has not tried to change the earth, he has tried it. A vomiting blood almost collapsed and he could not resist.

Before Yang Ling had not come here, a saint of the Yu family had almost collapsed when he was in contact with the door of the order, and had been taken back to the family to recover.

"Rainway friends, thank you for accompanying me to the land of the Eight Pillars, I also thank you for the hospitality in recent days. I have other things to leave Kyushu, and come back to drink tea with you when I have time!" Yang Ling turned to Yu Qingzhu Say.

"Qingzhu since the time to clean the couch and tea and other Yang Daoyou return!" Yuqing bamboo quickly and slightly blessed.

"Farewell ~" Yang Ling took Oda Snow into the transmission array and disappeared.

"Rainway friends say goodbye!" A roll of wind scorpion sleeves, with a big monkey and the wind also followed.

"Let's go!" Kim did not change and I saw each other, and then I walked into the transmission array.

After getting out of the eight-column land, I experienced a series of huge changes. The two men have already ironed their hearts to follow Yang Ling~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Even the clan is too lazy to go back to their realm, in addition to continuing to pursue the heavens and the road to life and death. Besides, there is nothing that can make them tempted.

Soon a group of people appeared again in a mountain in the Shenzhou border, only a few thousand miles away from Yunfeng City.

Yang Ling just heard the sounds of the beasts and the fighting voices from the caves of the transmission array, so he quickly let go of the gods and saw that a monk in the Yasheng realm was doing a desperate death with a beast in the Asian realm. Wrestling, the scars of the beasts are scarred, the monks are also scattered and smashed, and there are several wounds on the body. Several nearby peaks have been crushed in the middle of the battle.

"Yun Dingshan?" The name of the monk was told at a glance at the windy scorpion coming out.

"Do you know?" Yang Ling asked.

The wind scorpion nodded: "Master, Shenzhou is originally controlled by the Yun family. Yunding Mountain is one of the two Yasheng of the Yun family. I was originally hiding in Yunfeng City because of his shelter..."

In the battle, Yundingshan apparently discovered Yang Ling and others, and immediately shouted: "Which road friend passed by, please help Yun Dingshan to kill this monster, and the cloud family is grateful!"

Yang Ling said with a hand: "Help him!"

"Yes, master!" Standing behind the gold did not change the sleeves, and saw a white light flashing through the void.

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