Mixed Miners

"Heaven and earth are extinguished~" Yang Ling yelled, the compass behind his head was bound to be sure, and Yang Ling reached out and pointed at the statue of Yuanshen.

A drop of dark light blasted at Yangling's fingertips, and it turned into a hustle and bustle of the sky. It drowned all the land of the seal, and the soul of all the people was dark.

The only nine-level ultimate curse stored in the golden compass has been built in the Shenhai since Yang Ling began to enter this place, and finally succeeded.

The construction of magic comes from consciousness rather than consciousness.

Therefore, although the statue of Yuanshen is controlled by Longyi Shengjun, the consciousness of Yangling’s ontology is still there. This does not prevent a high-ranking monk’s body and the gods from doing different things at the same time. The Yuanshen is only an extension of the body, it is consciousness. Another carrier that transcends the body, the spirit and the consciousness do not conflict. On the contrary, consciousness is the source of support for human existence.

If a person loses consciousness, then basically this person can be seen as dead. No matter how powerful the body is, how powerful the **** is, no consciousness is no different from a stone, just like the countless souls of the seal. The Yuanshen still exists, but the consciousness has long since disappeared and turned into a powerful evil spirit.

In the darkness, a thunder and thunder burst, accompanied by a sigh, then it was a slap, and then the whole emptiness was followed by fierce tremors. As the shock became more and more fierce, an extremely terrifying breath appeared quickly, seemingly The swallowing behemoth is waking up.

"Boom ~", in the darkness is a strong to the turbulent atmosphere, black 涟漪 is swept away.

Yang Ling has already sprayed blood on the gossip map.

The half body of the statue of Yuanshen was completely shredded and scattered around Yangling. One of the arms was still hung with a miner's card that was gently shaking.

The Heavenly Eight-Pole Array was also on the Eight Diagrams. A stone pillar had been broken. One leg of the golden shackle trapped in the center had been broken away, and it was constantly shaking.

"Yang Ling, you and I are one, I have said so much, why do you want to help Xuanyuan, the order is not dead, we will never have a day to control our own destiny!" Long Hao Shengjun face is very ugly.

Yang Ling swayed the blood on his mouth and staggered, and put away the heavenly octagonal array and slowly walked to the front of the half-arm of the statue of the god.

Long Yu Shengjun's cheeks are constantly pumping, the statue of Yuanshen is broken, the **** inside is completely smashed by magic, and he also loses control of Yang Ling. At this time, he wants to get back the miner card and can say that it is better than Deng Tian. difficult.

Yang Ling has no control, and the creation of the sacrament has also locked him. The most important thing is that the Promise of the Promise has begun to get out of trouble, and the atmosphere is getting stronger and stronger, and it is rapidly awakening.

"Haha, I am me, Lao Tzu is Yang Ling, no one is!" Yang Ling bent down to remove the miner's card from the broken arm, then looked up at the dragon sacred prince, and the golden blood in his mouth was like a broken line. The beads generally drop down.

"I don't know what fate is. I don't want to resist the shackles of order. I just want to live on that ordinary planet with my family, my loved ones, my friends, and my people. I will take care of my ass. The destiny you want is also my ass. What do you want to do, I don’t care, but if you want to kill my lover, relatives, friends and the people behind them to achieve your purpose, then I can only fight with him. !"

Yang Ling turned his head and looked at the creation of the saint: "The old man, this sentence is also valid for you. Today, no one can use my life to ask me, if you want to use the power of order to press me I will ruin the order. If the power of destiny wants to press me, then I will ruin my fate..."

"哗啦~哗啦~"

When Yang Ling spoke, he was trapped in the middle of the Eight Diagrams array and got more and more golden.

"Promise, I will help you!" A blue figure fell next to a stone pillar.

"Xiaoqing don't want to go~" The creation of the world's holy face changed greatly toward the center of the map.

"Hands ~" Long Yao Sheng Jun Da, while the palace gate behind him suddenly opened, among the white light, a blue dragon that radiated hundreds of millions of rays of light whizzed out, the body stretched hundreds of millions of kilometers, and the scales were arrogant The teeth of the teeth are smashed and smashed to the creation of the Holy Spirit.

"吼~" The palace gate behind Xuanwu Shengjun is also open, and a basal sigh of radiant screams rushes out.

"Boom~" The palace behind Suzaku St. Jun also opened almost at the same time. Among the white light of the tide, a red-hot suzuki tumbling out, blinking into a billion-mile-size, releasing a flaming rune flame, opening mouth A blaze of light shines on the creation of the Holy Spirit.

The three sacred beasts block the creation of the Holy Spirit from the Eight Diagrams.

"Qinglong, you will regret for today's things, fate is the quagmire, the quagmire that can never be freed, once it falls into the spot again~www.wuxiaspot.com~ all the creatures can only struggle in it, never find Really, I can never find a direction. No one can really grasp my own destiny. I can’t do it. You can’t do it. The wind is infinitely cultivated with an innocent eye. Can you tell the truth about your destiny?”

The bronze gate behind the creation of the Holy Ghost exudes hundreds of millions of rays of light. For example, the same round of sun suppresses nothingness. Every light is an order chain, and the entire seal is covered with no gaps.

The violent order power directly evolved into the illusion of nine days and ten places, and countless behemoths and saints flocked to the three beasts as tides.

"Boom ~" Qinglong law will spread the order of a chain of chains, and the shadow of the nine days and ten places will also be followed by fierce tremors. Long Yao Shengjun waved the dragon gun to the creation of the world, as a wave of courage, Directly breaking through the illusion of nine days and ten places, and finally turned into a giant claw evil to the creation of the Holy Spirit.

"Since you are so obsessed with it, the old man will swear you to sacrifice the heavens today, and lay the foundation for recasting nine days and ten places!" The creation of the holy sage stretched out, and a rusty long knife was held in the hand, and it was necessary to scream and scream. .

"Boom~~"

The sky glows, releasing the energy of the soul of the Hedgehog, and the shadows of the heavens and the earth are broken under the knife.

"噗~" In the **** splash, a huge dragon claw was fallen from the dragon.

"吼~" Qinglong uttered an angry roar, the huge body wrapped the creation of the saints into the world, and the pieces of dragon scales turned into runes to form a layer of thousands of arrays, and instantly created the world. Among the seals of the Holy Seal, a cyan dragon is directly wrapped around the huge bronze gate.

"Kill him!" In the mouth of the dragon, there was a roar of resounding in the world.

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