Plundering the Heavens

“The broken rice is really rich...”

Realizing that the difference between the Taoist Road and the ordinary immortal practice road, the heart can be imagined, especially the feeling of a sense of awakening, let him feel a kind of strength festival The feeling of skyrocketing, the Taiyi on the immortal, can use the power of the rules to practice the same kind of supernatural powers to the extreme, the power is terrible, and the singer is like a scorpion ant, then he has awakened many of today’s fairy tales. What horrible advantages should there be in the future when practicing the magical powers?

"Mom, I will see the emperor again in the future. I have to scare him."

He thought to himself, a sword of heavenly spirit, more sharp, and continued to smash forward.

This time, he plans to cut nine lives!

The immortal practice, fully comprehended a fairy sensation, is promoted to a realm, is for Taiyi, although the party is now on the road to the road, but there is also a threshold, it is based on three, At the beginning, he cut off three life counts, just like the fairy has a fairy life, and then three, it is like the immortality begins to understand the law, and the other three, it is like the immortal understanding of the law reached a very familiar level, At the very least, I know what kind of rules I will understand in the future, and what direction should I comprehend!

But only in the end, we can cut off three more lives, so that Zheng Xian can fully understand the fairy sensation, promote the Taiyi, and thoroughly master the fairy tales. This is the threshold of his practice, but it will be reflected by the number of lives. And already...

This time, he will be filled with nine fate numbers. Only in this way can he be completely similar to Taishang in the repair!

"call out……"

Holding this thought in my heart, Fang Xing’s smashing the past toward the seventh!

At this time, his mind is like iron. He has already seen the beauty of Xianjue's awakening, and he can't hold it in his hands.

"collapse……"

The devil has broken, the foundation is strong, the sword of heaven and the sword are not destroyed, and the seventh count is broken!

Fang Xing clearly feels that in the lower bounds of knowledge, the change of all things is a little faster, and the joy of the heart is also a bit more prosperous. I feel that I have enough foundation to cut off the remaining two lives. Also dying, rushing to the eighth life counts the past, these numbers, like the seal, generally block the power of the literary world, making it impossible to enter the real...

"collapse……"

The eighth number of lives is also broken, and the number of lives that have been cut off has reached eleven!

Once again, he can be firmly cultivated, and truly master the rules of knowing the world!

It’s just that he didn’t realize that some kind of change is gradually growing out in the world of knowledge...

When he cut off the eighth life, the world of knowledge, the tearing mouth, the cracks that communicate with the outside world, is already wide enough, which makes the atmosphere inside him know more and reveals into reality. The world has also made the atmosphere of the real world more influx into the world of knowledge. This blend of breaths has smashed the understanding of all things, the complement of rules, and the awakening of the immortals!

At this time, it also attracted a certain awareness of awakening...

At this time, the square line is practicing in the turbulent sea, because here, there is a mysterious brilliance that can shield the breath, lest he be aware of the existence of Da Chi Tian Xian Shuai at the time of breaking his life, which is also his caution. However, even he did not expect it. At this time, he kept cutting the number of lives, making the atmosphere of knowledge clear, but triggered a certain consciousness in the sea!

In the depths of the sea, there is some kind of sleep that has been sleeping for a long time, and even the consciousness of sleeping so long has come to awaken!

Like the poles of a magnet, this consciousness is obviously attracted to the literary world.

"Hey..."

At the beginning, there was an endless gust of wind blowing in the turbulent sea, layer by layer, swaying, turbulent, condensed to the most central point, like a magic cave, all the power, condensed into a cloud At the bottom of the cloud, there is a glimmer of aura. If the party is awake at this time, it will surely happen. This kind of aura is very similar to the battalion tree...

This is a kind of God!

This piece of turbulent sea, originally a piece of debris left after the mainland was crushed!

When the mainland disappears, its will naturally disappears, but no one can think of it. Nowadays, with the cultivation of the square, the atmosphere of the literary world is exposed, and it has inspired the remnant of the sea. Woke up...

Quiet, the cultivation of the square is proceeding step by step, and the consciousness is floating!

But when the party cuts off the number of lives for the eighth time, and knows the sky, once again there is a crack connected with the real world. The consciousness in the depths of the turbulent sea suddenly moves. It is a kind of lightning. An aura flashed out from the depths of the magical cave in the blink of an eye, and then crossed the endless space and went straight to the square of the sacred shrine, and rushed into the crack in the blink of an eye...

"what?"

At this time, the square was about to go to the ninth, but it was shocked by this change!

Within the realm of knowledge, there was a foreign object, and he was first sensed by him...

He eagerly looked at it, but he couldn't see anything, but he could obviously feel that there was some kind of strong but indifferent consciousness, and he was taking his own knowledge and understanding step by step, even crowding out his will. Indescribably scary...

Cultivation has become a world of knowledge for so long, he is the first time this situation has appeared!

Actually, there is some kind of will to win your own knowledge?

"Give me, give me..."

That kind of consciousness rolled up the mighty power, and in the middle of the shock, it sounded like a voice.

At the same time, its will extends the endless tentacles, stretching the past in all directions of the literary world. It seems to be directly rooted in the origin of the literary world. This will is connected with this ideology and then forcibly taken away. This is the master of the world!

"Mom, who is the one who grabbed my stuff?"

The party was shocked and angry, and the subconscious shackles gathered together to understand the power of the world!

boom! boom! boom!

The mountains, the sea, the thunder, the fire, the gold, and even the brand of the spirit, the power within the world of knowledge, rose at this time, under the control of his will, toward the endless tentacles, toward that The will of sudden intrusion has passed away...

"Give me! Give me!"

According to common sense, in his literary world, it is almost impossible to have any consciousness to fight against him, because this is his world, even in the strange tower, so mysterious and powerful old things can only It’s just that it’s not in his possession, but now the intrusive will is arrogant and unimaginable. Facing all the forces that have come to him, it’s just infinite change, the tentacles are like whip, and the slaps come over, then At this moment, all the power was blown up by him...

boom! boom!

With the two kinds of wills fighting, the world that seems to be true and eternal and calm has gradually begun to change. The strange winds emerge from the two kinds of will confront each other, scattered in all directions, the strange wind, actually more and more The madness of the volume became bigger and bigger. Gradually, all the creatures in the world, rivers and lakes were brought in, tearing apart and messing up everything. At the end, it was actually rolled up for nine days. In the void above nine days, the tears of life broke a huge mouth!

The sky is cracking!

The original line has broken the number of lives, and there will be a crack in the sky, but this crack will only produce a dying effort, and it will heal again because of the characteristics of the trait itself. It feels like a knife cuts the water into two. Half, but after the knife leaves, the water surface will soon return to its original state. But at this time, it is different. The cracks can't disappear under the attack of the will. It is getting bigger and bigger. , endless mysterious brilliance, endless power, are coming in!

The sky is torn, the Milky Way is falling, the stars are falling, and the end of the day!

"Is this a robbery?"

At this time, in the depths of the literary world, only one area is temporarily calm. That is the foggy area where the strange tower is located. At this time, the movement of such a large circle has already alerted some of the existence of the strange tower. Realized the sinister, horrified opening...

"It’s better to say that it’s an accident than a robbery..."

Others lamented that the voice was low: "Or, the counterattack of God's will..."

"It’s easy to get to this step, and you can watch this little child plant here?"

A voice rang coldly: "We want to help him!"

"Can't help..."

Another voice sighed low: "Do you think it was still there? Now you are just a ghost. Even in this world of knowledge, it is just that you can barely let the child close to me. Nowadays, this is the world of knowledge. The inner chaos is the will of heaven and earth. In peacetime, we are not allowed to know the world. At this time, when the heavens and the earth will fight, we will not be able to enter it..."

"How about that, is it hard to see that this child has destroyed the foundation?"

Someone is shocked and unwilling to accept this fact!

"Not necessarily, I think it's interesting..."

At the top of the strange tower, a voice suddenly sounded low, and other consciousnesses were quiet.

After a long time, only one consciousness doubted: "What is the predecessor of the demon?"

"And look at it!"

The voice was very simple. Just say one sentence and there is nothing to say.

At this time, Fang Xing naturally did not know their conversation, at this time the heart was shocked, and even some can be said to be a big loss!

I am afraid that he is very clever, and he did not expect the first manifestation of this literary world, there will be signs of this almost out of control!

After all, he still didn't teach the Master, but he followed the practice path that was pushed out by himself.

And his practice, there is no Guardian, just step by step!

The emergence of such a crisis seems to be an accident, and it seems to be unexpected...