Shrouding the Heavens

The cold moon, the quiet night, the mountains and rivers are undulating, a piece of silence.

Under this night and moon, a group of deaths walked on the earth, and the large black clothes wrapped them very tightly, and even their heads were covered, silent, and everyone was full of death.

The haze rose, and the cold breath became thicker, submerging them, and looking at the black pressure from afar.

Yang Yi chased all the way down, tears hung on her face, she had just recovered, her shoes had been thrown away, disregarding the appearance, stepped on the cold ground with her white white jade feet, and rushed into the death.

She wanted to seize it, ask what it was, and see it, but the figure was too erratic to reach.

Today's Yuan Tianshi has a strength beyond imagination. For ten thousand years, his body is like a deep sea, evil spirits, half demon and half man, has already become an incredible existence.

"It doesn't matter what happens, you stop." Yang Yi cried.

Ye Fan was the least to see this kind of scene, and sighed: "Patriarch, if you don't look back, you may be the biggest regret in your life."

The dark fog obscured the stars, and the sky and earth were dark, slowed down, and stopped slowly, all in a large black dress.

Yang Yi stepped forward with tears in his eyes and looked at him quietly.

Slowly opened the black hood, opened the black cloak to reveal the true look, covered in **** long hair, up to half a foot long, and even covered his face, can not see the true look.

Yang Yi slowly stretched out a jade hand, touched that face, and hung tears, saying: "No matter what you become, it is the past, no matter where you go, I will always follow."

"Time is running out, and I will disappear tomorrow." The voice was hoarse, and he was on his way.

"I'll go with you," Yang Yi said.

"No." Shaking his head.

"Why, there is only one night's life, why don't you let me follow you?" Yang Yi wept, staring at him staring blankly.

Ye Fan was puzzled and looked forward.

"Unless you keep on living, leave now!" Said hoarsely.

Yang Yi cried, tearing his heart apart.

He stretched out his hand and wanted to help her wipe away the tears from her face, but she quickly stiffened in the air, a claw of red hair and black nails with sharp edges.

Yang Yi grabbed his hand and put it on his face, sorrowful, crying sadly.

"It's me who bears you too much ..." After a long time, finally trembling to say this sentence, standing there in the sky, not letting the tears roll down.

The strong wind blew up, and the haze filled.

They went on the road again, and there was a white lady in black death, and they took off their black clothes and turned into a red-haired monster. They walked side by side.

The fog is rolling up into the sky, the gloom is terrible, and the stars and the moon are covered. They are like ghosts from hell.

Only one night's life, dawn dawn, they will turn into fly ash, and will never exist again.

When there is no time to stop, they are at full speed, and in the process, they continue to shoot and arrest all the dragon veins.

This is a terrible picture, with large dragons, hundreds of thousands of feet long, transformed into a divine light, and Yuan Tianshi easily grabbed it into his hands.

What a terrible scene is to raise your hand to restrain the dragon veins and grab the Shenyuan mine at will? !

On this road, in all directions, I don't know how many dragons were arrested, and he was easily held in the palm of his hand like a bug.

Ye Fan was amazed that the fifth generation of Yuan Tian Patriarch today, 10,000 years later, would indeed become an incredible existence, unmatched.

He couldn't help but think of the third-generation Yuan Tian Shi Patriarch. Ominous happened in his later years, turned into a monster, buried in the Qinling Dragon Cave, and eventually needed the Qing Emperor's killing.

"See, we can also prove this line, but this road is relatively remote." Obviously, the fifth generation of Yuan Tian Patriarch is pointing.

In the end, he stamped out a brand and turned it into a brilliant, immersed in Ye Fan's Sendai, said: "This is what I learned in my later years and the technique I thought of in the near future. I will pass it on to you, I hope you have no ominous old age. "

While in Zishan, Ye Fan listened to Wu Bo Zhongbo, watched and swallowed the devil's pot of light, and enlightened Heaven and Earth Avenue without telling him about it.

Yang Yi and Master Yuan walked side by side, watching him pick the stars and take the moon, Mei banned the earth's dragon energy, and changed the trend of the mountains and rivers, as if he had returned to the same year, walking north, unstoppable.

It is about to attack the Valley of the Spirits, which is a gathering place of the Taikoo royal family, and it will certainly encounter an unimaginable enemy, preparing.

The Valley of the Souls, located in a thousand mountains and valleys, was originally not grass, but today it is green and flourishing within a thousand miles.

An ancestral king, Wei, was like a small hill, immobile, sitting on an immortal altar. His eyes were full of vicissitudes, the universe evolved, and the scene of the beginning of heaven and earth was intimidating.

In the distance, there are many ancient temples one after another, there are many ancient creatures, extremely prosperous, all are extremely powerful.

They can't be comparable to the several tribes who had ever made the Taikoo Emperor, but they are also veritable royal families, and they have the tendency to rule the world.

"Ancestral King, it has been ascertained that the God of War of the Nanling Barbarians is their 17th generation ancestor. It is indeed magnificent and powerful, but it will be transformed into a Tao. As long as it walks out of the Divine Source, it will immediately become the law of the Dadao and be attributed to the natural world in."

A greasy ancient creature with four heads and eight arms, kneeling on the ground, a pious and respectful face.

"Killing the Nanling barbarians will not waste too much energy. It will be wiped out in one battle. The blood stains the southern soil. It is very easy to do." Another ancient spirit said that he had a high status and sat under the altar.

"Most of the Purple Mountain is like what the Crown Prince said, there is no human emperor coming back, there is no emperor overflow, and it has been very calm for half a month." Another ancient creature said.

"So what are you waiting for, killing, blood washing Nanling, killing the barbarians, grabbing the human race sacred body, and letting him kneel outside the valley to wait for death." Someone said in amusement.

"Yes, it's too cheap to let that human race sacred body kneel to die outside the valley and cut off its head directly." Farther away, there are some ancient creatures who are not qualified to kneel, all agree with each other.

On the altar, the ancestral king's eyes swept away, and they passed by for thousands of years, leaving everyone stunned and afraid to speak again.

"Kill, kill naturally, let the blood flow on the earth, all conspiracies and tricks are useless, but you have to wait to make sure you don't make any mistakes."

The heir of the ancestor spoke, and I am afraid that only they dare to speak at this time.

"Let's watch and do it. If you want to kill, kill it!" Said the ancestral king Sen Ran, dozens of wings spread behind him, monstrous demon rushed up, and drowned the altar, he would not say more.

On this quiet and cold moon night, a group of deaths descended, the mist was blowing, silent, but there was a killing air.

Endlessly far away from the Valley of the Spirits, they stopped the pace, Ye Fan and walked out, let them wait, do not act rashly.

Towers of demons are like pillars supporting the sky, towering and towering, in the most central mountain range, a piece of spirit light soars into the sky, and it is particularly bright in the night, that is the Valley of Gods.

"This is really a good place ..." Ye Fan sighed. The place was surrounded by big dragons, with one vein after another, and there would be a Shenyuan mine underground.

"Ten thousand years ago, I stepped here, and found that there is an ancient king sleeping underground, and there was no agitation." Road.

The two stood side by side, driving the dragon veins and source gas detained on the road into this mountain range and injecting them into a special mountain peak.

The technique of Yuan Tianshi is awe-inspiring, strange to the extreme, mysterious to the extreme, raising tens of thousands of dragons in the palm of your hand, magnifying endlessly as you approach the surface.

Ye Fan knows that the Valley of the Spirits is over, not to mention others, this terrible source technique alone is enough to burn everything.

The endless underground sources of the gods, together with the dragon veins from the detention, are arranged according to the source of the taboo, which will destroy the world and be enough to burn the ancient saints!

"Today the Valley of the Spirits will be removed. I have sourced the Master's veins to suppress the northern region and return a peace to the human race!" The voice was powerful.

After this battle, the shock of the Archaic tribe can be expected. Once the Valley of the Spirits is obliterated, Wanlong Nest, God Silkworm Ridge, Blood Phoenix Mountain and other places will be shaken.

A big storm sweeping the world will start.

Who is Yuan Tianshi? The magic technique shocked the world and won an era!

Especially today, half a man and half a demon for ten thousand years, it is even more unrestable, not to mention the source technique, just talking about the strength is already amazing.

At this time, he and Ye Fan shot together, naturally silently, engraving the dense source of taboos, except that the ancestor of the Valley of the Gods finally gave birth to the induction, other ancient creatures did not know.

"Humph!"

A cold hum came, and the two ancestors in the Valley of Gods woke up one after another, their eyes cold and ruthless, and they turned into four terrible beams.

"Qiang"

Yuan Tianshi flicked his fingers, turning all four beams into invisible.

"You can do it." Ye Fan said in a deep voice.

"boom!"

This mountain range is shining gloriously, rising endless awns, piercing the clouds, like an eternal furnace, burning flamingly.

Shenguang submerged this place and became a terrible jedi. Yuantian taboo ancient arrays were all opened, and various patterns were intertwined and densely packed, blocking all directions.

"kill!"

Ye Fan shouted, and a battle Ge flew out of the holy shell, which was held in his hand. In addition, there was a torn big clock quaint and thick, which hung over the top of his head.

As he waved the battle Ge, one death after another in Shino appeared in black, and surrounded the Valley of Gods.

"Awow roar ..." ... "Tiantian Master is like a demon, covered with red hair, very terrifying, and kills in the Valley of Spirits.

The valley of the gods is as bright as the day, Ye Fan and Xiayuan Tiangu formation, this is to wipe them out, all burned into fly ash alive.

However, the ancestors obviously cannot be killed in this way. They are too powerful and may break through.

With a terrifying roar, the sky dome collapsed, and an ancestor rushed out and met.

In the palm of Master Yuan Tian, ​​hundreds of thousands of earth dragon veins flew out, at first they were like a small ray of light, but they collapsed after being bloomed.

"boom!"

This is the engraved taboo source sky pattern. After flying out at this moment, it all exploded. The power is not known how many times stronger than Ouyang Ye engraved that year.

"what……"

The ancestral king shouted, although the big claw that stretched forward turned into a small world in the palm of the hand, where the earth and the river turned, but it exploded after all.

At the same time, roaring, turning into a demon, and passing by, puffed off an arm of the ancestor ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ who are you? "I just suffered a big loss as soon as I played. This ancestral king couldn't believe it."

"Wu Shi Great Emperor sat down!" Yuan Tianshi shot again.

"Human Sacred Body Ye Fan!" Ye Fan also shouted, entering the Lord in the Holy Shell, without fear, and punched away with a punch, and the blood was golden.

In the Valley of the Spirits, shout to kill Zhentian, the death is coming.

In the distance, on a mountain cliff, a woman in white blew a jade and flute, sad and beautiful, extremely sad.

The first chapter arrives, Chen Dong will work hard today, and ask brothers and sisters to vote for the monthly ticket. There are two more chapters tonight. If everyone gives force, something will continue to rise tomorrow.

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