Mixed Miners

"Boom ~" Xiaguang a roll, the magic innocent instantly disappeared into the flowing landscape painting.

Everyone’s knowledge falls on the White Avenue and then goes silent.

Although the time is not long, everyone suddenly has a feeling of being like a year, every minute and second is a torment.

Tension, anxiety, expectation, hope...

Just now, a group of people who have been killed and killed each other, who are not dead, are eager to hope that the devil can survive, and can break into the door of Xiaguang Wandao.

After a moment of silence, I saw a sudden wave of turbulence above the White Light Avenue. A picture of the landscape suddenly exploded, and a young man in black robe appeared on the avenue.

"Hey~" countless people couldn't help but jump up.

At this time, the magical innocence in the White Light Avenue was frowned. After a moment of silence, he stepped forward to the second step. Suddenly, the white light flashed, and the innocent disappeared again. It was obviously involved in another. The power of order is evolving in time and space.

Another burst of silence, time seems to be still.

Under the attention of everyone, this time in the past three or four minutes, suddenly the volatility on the boulevard, a white light blasted, a stream of landscape painting suddenly collapsed, the innocent figure once again revealed.

"The Heavenly Palace is holding on to the Lord~" A guy couldn't help but yell.

"I wish the heavenly masters a smooth road!" Countless people followed suit.

But no matter how they yell, the innocent seems to be inaudible, and it seems that they can't see the outside situation. They just stand in the constant flow of mountains and rivers, and their fingers are constantly flexing and stretching. It seems to be calculating.

After a few minutes, the magical innocent lifted his foot forward again, one step on the third step, a stream of mountains and rivers, the magic innocence did not disappear.

"Call~" Many people smeared the sweat of their foreheads.

Tai Te is nervous.

The magical innocent stood in the flowing landscape of the mountains and stopped again, and then stepped on the fourth step again. This time, there is still no danger or standing on the avenue.

"The magical friend is really worthy of the gods, even this can be played!" Yan Qingqing leaned on the arms of Chunyangzi, a pair of beautiful eyes flashed.

"Even so, I am afraid it is not easy, I hope he can go all the way!" Pure Yangzi's face is solemn, and the gods are tightly locked in the innocent, and the heart is constantly calculating.

After the innocent stop and go, even after about a tenth of the distance of the White Light Avenue, suddenly a white light drowned him again.

"Hey~" countless people sweated nervously, and at this time they sighed in unison.

If the devil is successful, then many people here still have a chance.

If the innocent can't succeed, the whole mysterious world will never find a second person who can successfully break into the holy gate.

This is a matter of glory and loss.

The old grievances of the past have killed and killed, and at this time it seems so unworthy.

This time it has been nearly half an hour.

The innocent figure appeared again on the White Avenue.

But this time it was a little embarrassed, a black robe was almost completely smashed, and there were a few more wounds on the body. The ray of sunshine was constantly blasting in the wounds, and the golden blood could not be drowned and it was fried into nothingness around the body.

Looking at the innocent look, everyone is very nervous.

The devil has always been a legendary figure in the mysterious world, and is also the strongest existence among the few half-step saints. Even the pure Yangzi who always regards the same-order real Xuanxiu as the dung has a three-point awe.

Because this cargo is indeed very powerful, in the mysterious world is almost invincible existence, once in the face of the underworld attack, and playing with the Pluto, regardless of whether he is sitting in the realm, estimated the present Xuanjie has long been a place where the gangs are raging.

As for the other main gods in the underworld, such as the Kolas, the **** of death who used to smash the mysterious world, it is estimated that he only has to eat gray in his hands. In the past, if he was not practicing Tai Xuan, he would solve eight innocent distractions. Only then did the pure Yangzi and the death of the gods fight for a hundred years to win, or else let the magic innocent shot, it is estimated that the Corto is directly hung.

This is the gap between strength and realm.

But now, the most powerful master of this mysterious world, the first person of Taixuan, walked a tenth of the distance on the road leading to the holy gate, and it seems that it can no longer support it.

Many people have begun to despair.

"The second child, if you can finish it!" Ding Cong asked.

Yang Ling thought for a moment and nodded, "It should be no problem!"

"I rely on you, you are really not modest!" Gao Wenfeng grinned.

"There is nothing to be humble, I just state a fact. I am Zuo Qinglong right white tiger, purple gold bell on my head, back with a holy dragon gun, God block the killing of the Buddha to block the Buddha, the district is a illusion of the order, just want to be the year In the mainland of Kyushu, I killed thousands of saints without even hurting one hair..."

"Cut ~, you will not blow will die!" Several goods are all about the same with the middle finger.

The event has passed for half a month.

Under the suppression of the Holy Gate, the whole void has been in a state of vain that cannot be bridged. The colorful glow of the sun shines through the whole mysterious world, and the light even penetrates the lower boundary. Even the spiritual world can see the magnificent sky like the aurora, Xiaguang It seems that there are countless layers of time and space, and from time to time you can see a snow-white door and a stream of mountains and rivers flowing through the sky, and occasionally you can see countless horror of the immortal figure in Xiaguang. Sitting or standing in the middle, each face is cold, and the black hole-like eyes seem to be able to annihilate time.

At this point, the devil has completed four-fifths of the order.

But when you get here, everyone can see that ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The devil has tried his best and can hardly stick to it anymore.

The handsome face is pale and bloodless.

The messy hair is mostly detached, and even a scratch on the forehead with a deep visible bone.

There are a few good skins on the body, all of which are cracked in criss-cross wounds, and the wounds cannot be closed.

Tmented and faltered.

Although he still keeps flexing his fingers and pushing.

But obviously it is already the end of the road.

The remaining one-fifth of the journey is like a scorpio, sanctification... almost a kind of extravagant hope.

"Hey~" countless people shook their heads and sighed

"If you are not sanctified, you will become gray. The road to sanctification is so difficult, but you don't know how the saints used to spend it in the past!" There is endless despair in the face of the old cliffless, and the voice is even more desolate. )!!