Plundering the Heavens

"Be careful……"

At this moment, Yaochi little princess also rushed out. Although she was timid, she still resolutely made a hand, and she also understood that she was dead. She could not fall well, even if she had a relationship with hate, even if it was She also once respected the hatred of the Lord as an elder, and once had received his reward, but also knows that she never thought about leaving her a life from hate, compared to her, she is not even as good as a party, at least from hate. The sky is intended to leave the soul of the party, and I am afraid that it will be the end of the soul.

boom!

Her figure flies, driving the invisible field, rushing into the battle circle on the occasion of a thousand uniforms!

The elders who hate the heavens are also quite jealous of the secrets of Yaochi that she practiced. There is no hard fight, and the figure is slightly retreating. However, the Jianguang, who has turned into a hate in the air, has landed down, containing endless murder, Yaochi Princess. Half of the eyes were horrified and half-firm. They flew to the side of the square, and their hands began to pinch the complex and mysterious French seal, biting their lips and preparing to fight side by side.

"Get out!"

But even she did not expect that, just after the fall, the party suddenly turned back and waved her back.

In the horror of her eyes, she only saw the blood in her side, the robe was broken, and the hair that had been **** was also scattered. She stood in the middle of the valley like a madman, but her body became more and more intense. Terror, like a road ribbon wrapped around the body, he angered to the extreme, but also mad to the extreme, this time looking at the quiet eyes of the hate son, screaming: "I want to kill me?"

Then I looked at the elders who hated the sky: "Do you want to kill me?"

Finally, I looked at the hateful master, but the voice was rolling like a thunder: "I just want to kill me with this old bastard?"

Three loud drinks, fierce and full of eyes, eyes are faint, like a real incarnation of the devil, the eyes flashed a thick smug, like a decision: "Since you want to kill me, then rest Xiaoye killed you first..."

Looking at his appearance, but obviously there is some madness, even Yao Chi Princess is a little scared.

If he drinks this to the hate son. Still reluctant, after all, from the hate son, he almost died under his supernatural powers.

It is also indispensable to drink this word from the elders who hate the sky. After all, he himself has the skill of Jin Dan and Yuan Ying.

And drink this to the hateful Lord. It seems a bit funny...

Even if he still has any cards, can he not hurt the Taoist leader anyway?

It seems that his drinking is like a pre-death vent, a gibberish in desperation.

"Oh. How about killing you this time?"

Sure enough, I sneered at the hateful lord, but sneered: "The puppies are just around the corner, confuse, shot him!"

As the leader of the avenue of the avenue, the character of Yuan Ying Dacheng, he really does not seem to care about the shackles of the dying. After all, the difference between the two is too far, even if the party is a junior. The leader inside can be the character of the sword. The gap that is completely different from a big realm is still a gap, like a scorpio, and it can never be crossed casually.

"To kill, it’s fun to kill you like this..."

He also laughed at the hate son, and flew to the ground, and he squandered thousands of swords.

And the elders who hated the sky got their eyes, and they didn't stand by and watched together, and they came out with endless techniques. Repression of the side of the line, to this meeting, it is no longer necessary to let the hate son and the devil head alone, they only need to let the hate son break the line of life at the last minute. Anyway, they have already stepped in, and if they stop again, it seems to be deliberate...

A fierce battle is also a **** battle!

The square line is one enemy five, one is the hatred son who is transformed into a sword, and the realm of Jin Dan is close to the invincible existence.

Others are elders who hate the sky. They are all cultivated as deep Yuan Ying.

And Fang Xing is the end of the powerful, all relying on one breath to support the fierce battle, all kinds of big tricks are rolled over and displayed, happy body, ghost eye mask, broken battle, sword magic, three heads and six arms, all kinds of The magic method, even the air of the hate the Lord is a bit strange, my heart is already thinking, perhaps after the soul of this little devil, it is necessary to torture him to know the secrets of the sea.

boom! boom! boom!

The body of the square was constantly being shot, and countless deadly scars remained on the flesh.

This is a slap in which he is completely crushed, and he has no choice but to fight back.

It even seems that he will break his life at any time, but he is tenacious and terrible, and every time he is a step away from death.

Looking at this fierce battle far beyond the expected time, what seems to be felt by the hateful leader, the brow slightly wrinkled.

I don’t know when the rain fell on the top of the head. There was a cloud over the top of the head. There was endless thunder and lightning in the clouds.

Heaven and earth are still the world of that side, but there is an indescribable change in the faint beginning. It is like giving birth to a certain breath, gradually connecting with a certain seed in the square, and doing everything, He towed the seed, and then through the seed, he pulled the power of everything in the heavens and the earth. He waved his fist and the sky was covered with clouds. He groaned, and there was heavy rain in the void. He took out the sword and the electricity in the clouds. Thunder and thunder, he was injured, and there was a looming earthquake in the depths of the earth.

"Inspiring, pulling the world..."

The hateful eyes of the hate are also slightly bright, some look at the side of the line, and some surprises and accidents, whispered to himself: "No wonder it seems to die, but dare to yell at the old man, but because of this Wait for the cards to be in hand?"

It’s getting harder and harder to deal with!

The feelings of the elders who hate the son and the hate of the sky all gave birth to this feeling. They originally felt that they could easily suppress the little devil, but they did not expect that it looked like a weed like a resilience. If you fall, you will stand up again, and the thunder will hit the rain, but you will still rejuvenate again. Even under their stormy attacks, there will be more and more strong...

It is already the end of the strong, but he is getting faster and faster, and the more he works.

It’s like his mana is constantly flowing, he doesn’t need time to cast a spell...

"Yes, that's it..."

Even in the square, even at this moment, even in despair, my heart is inexplicably a touch of joy.

"It turned out to be..."

Too much temperament, it really needs to undergo life and death to cultivate.

It’s not that too much temperament needs to use the pressure of death to provoke its own potential to comprehend, but to say that only between life and death, and must be the kind that will die without dying, biting his teeth, Can you feel the existence of that gas!

Nowadays, the party has long been at the end of the tough, and can persist. It is because he does not want to die, so he is reluctant to give up. Even if he is desperate again, he bites his teeth and insists on not letting go, just like falling. A blue silk of 10,000 pounds of boulder will break down at any time, but it is still miraculously persisted by his willpower, and the breath is not loose.

As long as the tone is broken, he will die!

But that tone has not been broken, he has been insisting, in the emergence of every crisis, has survived one after another.

From the avenue to Jane, he has heard a lot of truths.

When I was a child, I learned it, and my uncle taught it. People live a breath!

People can eat, sleep, fight, sleep, and women. They can be the official land. When the emperor is a bandit, all kinds of differences, all kinds of different, but different, but the same is all with a breath, without that tone, people become dead, and then There is no half difference!

And the truth of too much temperament, and this sentence coincides with this sentence.

Practice a temper, master the law!

Nowadays, the party has become more and more aware of the existence of the breath in his chest, and gradually realized that it is too mad!

The way of the law is to use the power of heaven and earth for its own use, but it is very difficult to use these forces. If mortals want to use the power of water, they need to dig trenches and ditches. The people who practice the water need the power of water. Printing, it is as if a person is alive, wants to be an official to study, wants to be a robber, and the road to the complex and simple, looks like ever-changing things, in fact, the origin is just a breath...

The truth of too much temperament is here, why bother to cultivate thousands of laws, why bother to cast a spell?

Just comprehend the chaos, understand the world, comprehend the heavens and the earth, and pull the heavens and the earth until the world!

Between breath and breath, the magic of the law comes from itself!

And this tone has long existed in his body...

Know the world!

I cultivated the genre of the internal transformation of the Taishang Dandao. Later, when the Daoyuan collapsed, the chaos was born within the circle of knowledge. When the Emperor’s family was destroyed, the panacea was swallowed and it began to appear again. Vitality, even the emergence of all things and creatures...

It can be said that the literary world has already followed the party and experienced a catastrophe and a rebirth. In this process, the chaotic force of an evolvable object that has the most roots in the literary world has already emerged, just the previous one. I couldn't feel it, and I couldn't control it. Until then, I discovered it by borrowing the opportunity of life and death, and then firmly held it in my own hands!

"Ha ha ha ha... this is the real power of the Tao Dan..."

It seems that the next moment, I will be soft on the ground, and I will laugh at it. I suddenly laughed loudly. In the laughter, he jumped and jumped into the air, and there was no manifestation sword. The magic wings, and no spells condense the clouds at the foot, but he naturally stood in the air, just like this piece of heaven and earth, turned into his big array...

Where is he, where is the big one!

The source of the array is the trait of his body, and the pivot is the chaotic breath. (~^~)

Ps: I am sorry, this manuscript has been revised three times to achieve the original effect I envisioned.