Mixed Miners

A handsome white man in a white robe, his face is constantly pumping, and the facial features are distorted and look very awkward.

Still thinking about sanctification is too simple.

Even if the opportunity is close at hand, I am afraid that the opportunity to take that step is not a problem.

Devil is an example, telling everyone with **** cruel reality.

Sanctification is the illusory light and shadow that is like a mirage in the city. It is beyond reach.

After nearly two hours of silence, the magic innocent moved again, stepping out in a few steps, and the mouth was like a terrible and desolate roar like a wild monster.

"Booming ~~"

On the avenue of the order, the white light tumbling, and the mountains and rivers in the landscape paintings were directly broken by his feet.

In the white light of the splash, you can see the body of a fierce monster crashing. At the same time, the innocent body is constantly blasting in the white light. A horrible wound appears out of thin air, and the golden blood becomes a The **** blood of the stock rolled and rolled around.

The situation looked so fierce and fierce that it made everyone's heart stop beating.

Even Dou Yuntao and Ding Cong, who have been laughing and laughing all the time, have become very serious.

All of them have almost always lived under the protection of Yang Ling. Although they have had life and death fights, compared with the situation in front of them, it is a small game that is completely tickle.

Being able to push a half-step saint to such a degree, no one has the gloating heart.

The so-called people will die and their words will be good, and the birds will die and mourn.

Although the innocent kills tens of thousands of monks by robbing the thunder of energy, he also uses his own actions to show the confidence of a peerless strongman and the persistence of never giving up.

Every Xuanjie monk gathered here, all of them have reached the realm of today through millions of hardships. They naturally know this kind of persistence of the innocent.

It is a way for the soul to yearn for freedom, to long for the eternal immortality to go, to smash the blood into a river, and to become a smashed bone. For hundreds of millions of years, the fallen and powerful in this holy market can no longer count, and the devil is nothing but the devil. It is also repeating the same steps.

Although it looks extremely miserable.

But the innocent is much more happy than the predecessors, because at least in the eyes, you can see hope.

The snow-white and crystal-clear door in Xiaguang is the end of happiness for everyone.

"Ah~吼~"

In the roaring roar, the devil has no skinny flesh, especially the flesh and blood of the legs have disappeared, and the knees are only like golden jade-like bones.

As he stepped forward one step at a time, the shattered mountains and rivers and the white light of the beasts in them were directly entangled in his legs, like numerous thunders.

The bones have begun to shatter, and the fine cracks are constantly falling apart in the sputum, and there is a glow in the cracks.

"Booming and banging!" The devil is still struggling to step forward step by step.

He has exhausted to the point of being indescribable.

He no longer stopped to calculate, because he felt that once he stopped, a courage in his heart would dissipate, and he would once again fall into the mountains and be drowned by the endless beasts.

Only with the momentum and conviction of the courage to touch the door of the saint who is close to the eye and is almost inaccessible.

Another hour passed, under the impact of the devil's almost desperate life, at this time he had only 30 steps left from the Guangmen, as long as he walked through the 30th floor, he could enter the holy gate.

But when I got here, there was almost no blood in the body, and there was only a pair of golden skeletons in the body that swayed violently in the white light. There were rays of light on the cracked bones. It seemed that the whole person was like to fall apart. same.

"Hey~" Countless people couldn't help but close their eyes and take back their knowledge.

Even Yang Ling’s eyebrows are constantly beating.

He really did not think that sanctification was so fierce.

And the difference with Kyushu is so big.

Everyone is silent, silent to the slightest sound and even the breath.

Most people are completely desperate.

"Haha, hahahaha~" On the avenue of the order, the innocent suddenly laughed at the sky, and the horror of the horror of the horror swept through the entire sacred market, and the laughter fell in the sea of ​​everyone.

"I have no life in my life, but I have never counted the ending of today's fall, but no matter how the heavens are, how is the fate, I have never been seen, I have passed, I have seen it, and I have no regrets since then. Dear friends, there will be no future!"

The devil laughed and stepped forward again. At this time, only his half-legged bones, his cracks began to collapse in a wide range, and a colorful light burst in the white light.

That is the power of his eternal order of cultivation for hundreds of millions of years. It is the essence of life. At this time, like fireworks, it releases a splendid light on the Avenue of Order to reflect the sea of ​​all people.

"噗通~"

The magical innocence finally collapsed and was completely submerged in the flowing landscape paintings.

Everyone in their hearts has risen in unison and sadness and sadness.

A generation of masters of the Xuanjie world, a great power of the Megatron world ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ in the battles of the previous and the Nguyen to turn the madness of the super strong, so fallen without a trace.

Only the desolation and tragic long laughter left in the void.

Only after that, will it reverberate in the sea of ​​all people.

"The magic road friend is good!" Pure Yangzi, Qi Qingqing, Yu Yuanzi, no cliff, Chiyunzi hold the fist at the same time.

"Congratulations to the palace master~" A group of elders and subordinates of the Tianji Palace collapsed in the void at the same time.

"Congratulations to the Lord of the Heavenly Palace~" The millions of Xuanjing monks left behind at the same time

The heavens and the earth mourn, and a bleakness fills the heavens and the earth, and there is blood and rain in the rays of the sun.

"When ~~"

Yang Ling’s head floated out and a huge purple-gold bell rang, and the sound swayed infinite time and space, ringing for a strong man who used to be a storm.

At this moment, there are no meanings for the enemy or the friend. The grievances and grievances are gone in the moment when the devils step on the order road.

The generation of the strong is fallen, leaving behind the endless cold and helplessness.

"Since the Heavenly Palace Lord has fallen, why is this holy door still not disappearing?"

This sentence awakens everyone from the endless sorrow.

Several temple owners, including Chunyangzi, were also shocked at this time. It is reasonable to say that this is the door of the saint who opened the devil's sacred sacred, but why the devil is dead and the door still exists, which is not the same as the records passed down from ancient times.

All the monks in the mysterious world looked at the still-lit light gate and the extended order of the road. They shook their heads and screamed at each other. )!!