Mixed Miners

"Go ~" Long-awaited Yu Yuanzi raised his hand and grabbed a dark rifle, turning it into a stream of light on the first step.

But after more than ten seconds, it rushed out of the white light, and then the road was like a broken bamboo. The trembling gun ray was shining. The whole person was like a white dragon. The figure flicked between the first steps, just a few minutes. Time has already reached the fifth floor.

"Yufu Palace will follow me in the same way!"

"The Heavenly Palace, the same way, let me go!"

"The departure of the Holy Palace!"

"The Taoist temple's Taoist friends go in with the old man!"

Under the greetings of Chunyangzi and Qiuqingqing, a group of monks who stayed outside at this time followed the order of the road, and then flooded with the landscape of golden blood.

"Let's go!" In the end, there were only a few tens of thousands of monks who were still watching, and most of them continued to rush in.

"The second child, do we want to go down too?" Gao Wenfeng could not help but ask.

"No, this is not our chance, this guy is not very reliable, I am afraid this is a trap!" Yang Ling shook his head.

"I rely on, have you taken the wrong medicine?" Dou Yuntao couldn't help but turn a blind eye. "You are the inheritor of the Dragon King, and dare to arrange him like this."

"This is not a choreography, it is a fact!" Yang Ling looked serious. "There are some things that I can't say now, but you remember that everything can only obey my command, our goal is not sanctification!"

Not only did Dou Yuntao not understand, even Ding Cong and a large group of war servants and followers behind him did not understand.

"Second second, our purpose is not sanctification, is that what?" Gao Wenfeng asked a little uneasy.

"Our goal is to save the world!" Yang Ling said faintly.

Everyone:...

"When a great hero to save the world is good, but it is not sacred, it will become gray. If the mysterious world collapses, I am afraid that you will not be able to save it when you arrive!" Gao Wenfeng said silently.

"So, do you think that there are several of these people who can be smashed in this sanctified road?" Yang Ling pointed to the order road that was already dyed by the blood.

"I don't despise you, I am afraid there will be no one! So we say that our sanctification is not here. If we want to save this tattered world, we must get rid of the influence of order, that is, we will finally find a way to open the door to destiny." This is our ultimate goal, and everything else is not important!" Yang Ling continued.

Everyone is silent.

With the end of almost all the monks on the order road, the constant explosion, the figure appeared flashing on different steps, a golden blood spurt continuously spewed out from the white picture dissipate.

The Avenue of Order is constantly shaking in the rays of the sun.

As more and more people die, the ray on the boulevard is brighter and brighter. A variety of statues of various heads begin to condense in the rays of the sky. They are densely divided on both sides of the avenue. It looks like a rising long bridge, and the landscape paintings flowing on the steps seem to have a tendency to slowly solidify.

The change of the Order Avenue is not only clearly seen by Yang Ling and others who stand on the stone platform, but even the hundreds of thousands of Xuanjing strong people who are in it at this time can feel it.

In their feelings, the white light condenses into a scroll that seems to be slower and slower. On each step, the dense moiré and runes are constantly flashing, and the resistance to the front begins to weaken. trend.

"Hey ~ ~" countless war souls excited and excited, screaming at the sky, waving the magic weapon and even directly with the powerful body began to break through.

The God operator who walked in the first place was only ten steps away from the position where the innocent fell.

His clothes are broken and the hair is like a mess, and the body is full of horrible wounds. The large flesh and blood of the flesh has fallen off, the bones are exposed outside, and the dense cracks are scattered among the fine clouds.

The abacus had long since disappeared. At this time, he had a huge compass on his hand. The dense rune rim above it kept turning under his urging, releasing a strong breath to keep his body firmly.

He turned his head and glanced at it, and the faint appointment seemed to be able to see people moving in the distance.

"The old man must be the sage of immortality!" The face of the gods' face was vague and revealing a large area of ​​bones, so it looked extremely terrible. He took a deep breath and stepped over to the upper step, and instantly drowned into the white light. .

Five days... ten days... fifteen days...

Although there are only ten steps away, it took fifteen days for God to count the real person.

Behind him, there are still densely packed monks rushing up. The nearest one is a young man wearing a white robe, which is the main Yuan Zi of the Tianyuan Palace.

At this time, Yu Yuanzi also looks like a wolverine. A white robe is almost dyed in gold. The handsome face is also **** and fuzzy, and the body's breath is also abnormally disordered. However, the light emitted from both eyes is extremely abnormal, and the hands are dancing with big hands. The black rifle, the colorful ray of light is like a pair of holes in the white light, and then directly stepped on the next layer.

He has vaguely seen a white light in front of him, and a huge battle soul is killing in the clouds, which is now the first **** operator.

Just cross the **** operator ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He is confident that he can be the first to break into the holy gate to get the Saint artificialization.

Just below him, there are less than two steps. Pure Yangzi and Qiqingqing are almost simultaneously appearing together. The body is still scarred, but the two-and-a-half sacred devices also emit tens of thousands of rays, which seems to be the landscape on the steps. The light and shadow are twisted into pieces.

Death is still happening.

From time to time, a piece of golden blood is splashing on different steps, and then mixed with white light into a pattern and runes engraved on the steps. Hundreds of thousands of kilometers of statues are gathered and displayed on the steps. On both sides, like the ancient demon gods, they look at the sky like a roar.

The **** operator has embarked on the stage of the innocent death of the devil, but just at the moment he just fell, a gold-casted bone hand suddenly came out from the light and shadow of the landscape, exuding the glow of the light and pulling him into the among them.

"Ah~" The only scream of the screaming and horrified screaming of the singer was only silent.

"The trough, what?"

Yang Ling and others who have been standing in Shitai watching can't help but take a step back.

"Ha ha ha ha ~" suddenly a loud earth-shattering laugh came out from the position where the **** operator disappeared, the landscape light and blasted open, a huge golden dragonfly stood up, and then saw a strand of colorful light from the cockroach body, Slowly condensed the fleshy skin, but in just a few minutes, a young man with a temperament and temperament appeared in everyone's eyes. ) Download the free reader!!