Mixed Miners

After half a day, Yang Ling finally stood up. Although the aura was completely recovered from the distance, the crack on the jade beads remained the same, but he did not dare to stay in this unknown place again.

In the mind of God, he finally saw the whole picture of this place.

An abandoned palace floats in the void of endless darkness.

The masonry pedestal has begun to collapse and scattered. Each piece of masonry is several kilometers long. A long-lasting atmosphere is condensed on the masonry, as if it has been floating in this unknown place since ancient times.

In this kind of place, Yang Ling once saw it. It was the place where the reward work after Samsung’s successful completion and the place where the stone statue was dug, but here it looks older than that place.

Just as Yang Ling observed the palace, a sudden sigh sighed in his mind.

"My people, you are finally here!"

"Who?"

Yang Ling suddenly swelled and swayed. When I was in the mind, this palace was not found by anyone. Where did this voice come from?

A faint white light began to condense in front of him more than ten meters, slowly turning into a wonderful woman.

The woman wore a veil, such as the same group of light and shadow on her body, on the veil, it seems that hundreds of millions of stars are slowly flowing.

Beautiful can not describe the woman's appearance, the purple long hair with a micro-volume, wearing a jade crown, a colorful bead embedded in the eyebrows, a delicate and beautiful face with a faint smile, holding in the hand A green branch with crystal clear dew drops on the branches and leaves.

"哐~哐~"

Yang Ling feels that his heart has jumped out of his heart, and he can't hold it. He jumped back a few steps and pointed at the woman: "You...you are the woman in the pyramid? You are ……who is it?"

"My people, don't be afraid!" The woman stepped forward and stood in front of Yang Ling, then extended a fingerless jade finger on Yang Ling's eyebrow.

"Boom~"

Yang Ling only felt a thunder in his mind, and the bright colors of the Shenhai caves shimmered, and the lightning flashed. In his mind, a small green tree grew out from his Shenquan wellhead, but grew up. It stopped at about two feet.

The woman's figure swayed a little, her body shape was blurred, and the facial features on her face were like a layer of gauze, which could not be seen clearly.

Yang Ling was stunned and he felt that he was almost collapsed.

In the past, the pure Yangzi stuffed a sword into his head. Later, the system was put into a gourd. Now it is even more outrageous. It was planted by a woman who was inexplicable, and it was planted in his god. .

How do you give me this special cultivation?

Yang Ling has an impulse to burst into tears.

"This kind of spirituality is the symbol of our spiritual family. You have to grow up quickly. There is not much time in this world!" The woman sighed.

"What? What do you mean?" Yang Ling was stunned with his forehead. He couldn't understand what the woman was talking about.

"The harvest time is coming!" The woman glanced at him, and then the white light on his body began to flash, and his body gradually blurred.

Yang Ling was anxious, and jumped up to pull the woman's arm in a few steps. "Hey, wait..."

As a result, his hand did not catch anything and went straight through the woman's blurred body.

"This is just my last bit of soul power. The Protoss are trying to suppress this universe and provide my body with seals in their bounds. If one day you can break the big circle, please take me. The body is brought back to the spiritual world and buried above the Lingshan. This place is about to collapse. I will send you out!"

When the woman finished, the body turned into a white light wrapped in Yang Ling into the void of endless darkness.

"Boom ~", the void is broken, the 茫茫 兰 出现 appears in Yang Ling's eyes, and the white light wrapped in Yang Ling to move on, like a meteor in the deep sea of ​​the orchids, and then smashed a barrier after heavy Kneeling on the hard ground.

Surrounded by a dark, invisible forest with numerous tall shadows, Yang Ling quickly let go of the mind, only to find a statue hundreds of meters high on both sides, the scene has a very familiar feeling,

Is this under the bottom of a pyramid?

Just as Yang Ling looked around, a dark gold card floated out of his ring, and the white light wrapped around him melted into a card, and then only a soft sigh left in the air. .

"Farewell, my people!"

"Hey ~ Hello ~!" Yang Ling pinched the card and shouted, except for the echoes around, the card was still a little moving.

Yang Ling was sitting on the ground in a dull moment, and the bitterness in his heart was about to drop the bitter water.

What kind of ghost is the spirit? What kind of ghost is the Protoss?

Is this Laozi playing a fantasy game?

It’s a few meanings to seal the world and seal it. And... What is the meaning of the harvest time?

Yang Ling feels that he really wants to collapse.

I don't know how long after sitting, Yang Ling suddenly returned to the spirit, and then patted the **** to stand up and collect the card.

Even if the universe is going to perish, he can't save it. The most important thing is to hurry out and see how many brothers are. If they are all eaten by the donkey, they will die and forgive themselves. Also buried it.

Above the ore star, a huge pyramid suddenly screamed with a tumultuous thunder, and the whole tower began to tremble and shake, causing the square to start shaking for hundreds of kilometers, and large chunks of boulders began to fall off the tower. In the giant city not far from the pyramid, a group of people are standing on an altar, panting and looking around.

"Boom~"

One side of the pyramid suddenly collapsed~www.wuxiaspot.com~The rolling sandstorm started, and then rolled over and over.

In the dust, suddenly a green brilliance shines like a lightning bolt directly into the sky of a few hundred meters. After the blue light, a figure burst into a very wolf, and the figure flashes in the air. Standing on the wall a few kilometers away.

"Cough ~!" Yang Ling grayed his face and shook his body.

"Master~"

An exquisite figure rushed over and slammed into his arms.

Hey~!

The soft jade is warm and fragrant, and Yang Ling is not only stunned by the old face, but also does not know where to put it.

Oda Snow squats tightly on his waist, buried his head in his chest, gentle body, full chest, Yang Ling at the top is a little breathless.

"Master, you are finally back, Snow thought you would never see you again!"