Mixed Miners

Yang Ling followed behind the almost inseparable Oda Snow, and there is a person who is five meters tall and covered in a black cloak. The atmosphere is very strong. It seems that the realm is not innocent WWw..lā

"Yang Daoyou is here!" A group of people hurried forward.

"How is this friend so familiar?" Pure Yang looked at the doubts of the person wrapped in the black cloak.

"Hey, the master of the Yufu Palace is really a noble thing for the nobles. Three billion years ago, you once broke the arm of the god, have you forgotten it?"

"Death Corato!" Pure Yangzi suddenly realized, but Yu Yuanzi and others were shocked and retreated.

"Oh, yes, it is this god!" Corato opened the cloak, revealing a head full of mysterious patterns.

"How come you will come with Yang Daoyou? Are you already occupying the mysterious world?" Pure Yang asked amazed.

Because in this decade, all the people who entered this ridiculous land have not gone out, only know that the mysterious world has decayed to the point where the tonic can't make up, and it may collapse completely at any time. Support, the mysterious world is in any case can not stop the evil attack.

As for the matter of the Hmong occupation of the mysterious world, no one is willing to care, and it is almost gone.

The life and death of ordinary creatures, naturally want to save can not save, because they are still difficult to protect.

"Hey, the emperor of the Yufu Palace thinks more, I am only the slave of the master." Coratou bowed to Yang Ling's respectful bowing ceremony.

Pure Yangzi and others are looking dull, and the mouth can be stuffed into a big duck egg.

"Well, this matter will be said later. Now both the Xuan and Ming circles have collapsed in a wide range. You still have to consider this coffin thing now!" Yang Ling walked to the coffin and observed it carefully.

"Yang Daoyou, do you know what is inside?"

After watching Yang Ling have observed a circle, he asked, and Qing Qingqing went to Yang Ling to ask.

Yang Ling thought for a moment and said, "If I didn't guess wrong, this coffin should be placed here by the Dragon King. As for the people inside... maybe Xuanwu Shengjun!"

"Isn't Xuanwu Shengjun killed by the Promise of the Promise?" The innocent can't help but say.

"A generation of holy monarchs will die so easily!" Chunyangzi retorted, "The legendary saints are not dead, even if only a trace of the gods are left, they can reunite the reincarnation of the gods, and the dragons and priests are high, and they will personally To bury an ordinary person?"

"Yes, this coffin material is exactly the same as the outer avenue. It is seamlessly integrated. It is definitely a super strong person lying inside, otherwise it is not worthy of the Longyan Shengjun!" No cliffs followed.

"Snow, try it!" Yang Ling said to Oda Snow.

"Yes, master!" Oda Snow slowly walked to the front of the coffin, and the beautiful little face showed a very dignified look, releasing a strong atmosphere to cover the coffin, while a basaltic shadow behind him slowly condensed.

After the First World War, there was no regret to give up the Xuanwu Remnant in exchange for the soul of the ancient sacred beast of Yangling. This piece of the wreckage fell into the hands of Oda Snow, and in the nearly 20,000 years of the compass space, Oda Snow finally With the remnant consciousness that Xuanwu Shengjun left for her, she finally refining this piece of Xuanwu.

Nowadays, the strength of Oda Snow is not even known to Yang Ling. At least in terms of defense, it is estimated that the true saints cannot break.

"吼~"

The basaltic virtual shadow that just condensed and formed suddenly made a roar, and a rune of colored color fluttered from the basaltic virtual shadow like a flame.

"Boom~" Under the impact of the rune flame horror, the whole underground palace suddenly exploded, and it was completely blasted into a void in the splendid glow, and the coffin began to burn in the flame, and the white moiré Zhong Guanghua tumbling, and a rune of text began to illuminate.

"咔咔咔咔~"

The dense sound continued to sound as the rune illuminates, and the huge coffin begins to roll out as if it were a cloud, and the entire palace ruins are drowned in a blink of an eye.

"Who is waking me up!" Suddenly a thick, low voice came from the rolling clouds and flames, and a breath that made everyone completely unstoppable descended from the sky, and the entire desolate land sank.

Everyone can only release all the strength to resist this pressure, but one can't help but tremble all over the body. The soul is under the pressure of a strong pressure. The dojo in the sea of ​​God begins everywhere. collapse.

In the depths of Yang Ling’s eyes, the two gates are full of brilliance, and they are fully released to resist this horrible momentum, but the dojo is still breaking.

The statue of Yuanshen sitting quietly on the Xuanjing chair suddenly stood up, and the same horrible momentum emanated from Yang Ling. A piece of dragon scales emerged from Yang Ling and quickly became a pair of bronze armor.

"吼~" A green dragon circling out from the armor, instantly turning into a thousand kilometers long and roaring against the rolling clouds.

"Dragon, how are you in my dojo!" As the voice of astonishment sounded low, the horror of the horror instantly retreated like a tide.

"Call~" In addition to Yang Ling and Oda Snow, pure Yangzi, Mo Wuqi and others, including the **** of death, Kolatu, all face a pale buttocks sitting on the ground.

This is not a level of confrontation at all. Under the horror of this horror, everyone feels as small as a small ant.

Among the clouds and the rays of the sun, the shadow of a young general in armor is slowly emerging, and the law is like a **** overlooking everyone.

"Xuanwu Shengjun?!" The devil's cheeks are distorted. The shadow of this young general is exactly the same as that he saw in the Xuanwu Remnant.

"Dragon, are you awakening me?" Xuanwu Shengjun's eyes stayed on Yang Ling, and his voice screamed like a thunder in Yangling's sea of ​​gods.

"I am not a dragon sacred prince, I am only his inheritor. It should be that you are buried here after the death of the dragon prince, and it is her!" Yang Ling pointed to Oda Snow.

"Oh, yes, she does have a legacy of my remaining consciousness. You wake me up, is the door to fate already open?"

Yang Ling shook his head~www.wuxiaspot.com~ not yet! ”

"Well!" Xuanwu Shengjun touched his chin for a long time, suddenly raised his hand on the sky, accompanied by a dark swaying, and then saw a brilliant glow of light.

In Xiaguang, a video was quickly presented. Inside a small courtyard full of flowers and trees, a young man in a gray robe suddenly looked up and smiled on his face. "Xuanwu, you finally wake up." It!"

"Dragon, you buried me in my dojo, and arranged for the evangelist to wake me up. Is there any arrangement for the sage?" Xuanwu Shengjun looked up at the gray robes in the Xiaguang.

"You come to me, some things can only be said in person!" Long Hao Shengjun showed a hint of dignity on his face.

"Good!" Xuanwu Shengjun nodded, then a little finger, a group of colorful Xiaguang fell into the eyebrows of Oda Snow, "I will send you the true inheritance!"

After that, Xuanwu Shengjun stepped into the small courtyard in the middle of the sky, and the Xiaguang disappeared, and the black dragonfly slowly calmed down.

Yang Ling: ...

I don’t even say hello, but does Laozi have no sense of existence?

Yang Ling's stomach is tangled.

However, the devil and the pure Yangzi and others have long breathed a sigh of relief. Although it is indeed an eye-opener to see a living sage, the pressure caused by the difference in the realm is not too big. Xuanwu Shengjun only needs Breathing these people will instantly turn into gray. )!!