Sovereign to Immortality

Miao Jun continued to look like a seemingly unnecessary resistance, and its role was only to delay the time between Pu Yuan and Yang Junshan to completely suppress it.

Yang Junshan sneered: "You still worry about your own good!"

Miao Jun does not seem to care, but still smiles and says: "Compared with the integration of other planes in the world by the long-term silent and uninterrupted integration, there is no doubt that you count It’s a different kind!”

"The rich world will have a huge will, and even the nine leaders will be able to control it. However, because of your existence and the early disintegration of the world, nearly half of the will will force you in a short time. Impact and infiltration, compared with the long-term infiltration of other landlords, your experience is undoubtedly much shorter, but more violent."

The electric light of Ziyan Shenlei has climbed to the chest of Miaojun. Yang Junshan sneered: "All this is thanks to you, but your calculations are finally lost."

At this time, Miao Jun has been imprisoned in the original position by Pu Yuan Tian Zun's mirror, and his body has been eroded by Yang Junshan's purple scorpion. However, he still has a face that does not change color. His tone is calm and calm: "Nothing." Proverbs, the origin of the will, or me, the original and the most ideal goal is originally you!"

"So, it is Yang who should be stunned?" Yang Junshan took a few minutes in his tone.

Miao Jun said nothing about this and continued to say: "This kind of violent shock and infiltration from the soul of the soul may cause serious trauma to you. It was not enough, but it was only helpless in the early disintegration of Fengtian. Act of."

"But because I have succeeded in winning the battle, I have a sense of personality in this body. Naturally, I don't have to care if your consciousness of the soul is complete. If you can completely annihilate your sense of the soul, then you will regain it once!"

Yang Junshan snorted, his wrists shook, and Raymond, wrapped around his chest and abdomen, suddenly turned his head into a short gun and pierced Miao Jun’s chest.

Splashing blood can actually swim on its own in the air, trying to avoid the capture of Raymond and the mirror, but in the end it is annihilated under the thunder of thunder and the criss-cross mirror.

The broken wound on the chest is working hard to close

However, it was forcibly torn and scorched by Le Mang. Such repeated competition can only bring Miao Jun more pain.

Undoubtedly, this Miao Jun Xian Zun, who was won by the original source of the plane, and his physical body repairs also followed the realm of “blood reborn”.

Miao Jun snorted and his face became pale, but he still had a slightly embarrassed smile on his teeth.

"Unfortunately, your coping style is beyond the expectations of the deity. In conjunction with several other landlords, in the case of your asylum, the impact of the positional will will be adjusted, thus greatly reducing the will of the source. The impact is indeed a bold and novel means."

"What is even more unexpected is that in the face of the temptation to achieve chaotic supremacy between the moments, you actually chose to give up, but to find another way to strengthen the body, and push your own forging technique in a way that seems to be a slap in the end. It has reached the fifth level of immortality that has never been seen before, thus avoiding the impact and penetration of the will of the plane on your soul."

In the chaos, thirty-six mirrors emerged from the thirty-six mirrors suspended in various directions, and finally gathered on the body of Miao Jun.

Yang Junshan’s Zi Yan Le Mang gradually crossed his shoulder and grabbed his throat.

"Do you have anything to say?"

The thunder of the thunder in the hands of Yang Junshan refers to the throat of Miao Jun.

Although the source of chaos can greatly weaken the scope of sensory sensing, Yang Junshan is still able to pass through the shackles of chaos, and it is judged that more and more great supernaturals have arrived or are coming here.

Miao Jun seems to be not concerned about his next fate, even if he can only move a head now, but still smiles and says: "Yang Junshan, you think that before the chaotic entrance, I really Was it blocked by the array that you left in chaos?"

Yang Junshan’s look is unchanged, saying: “Of course it’s impossible! It’s just a means for me to use early warning. Yang is not arrogant enough to use a remnant array under the erosion of chaotic origins, so he can imprison a peak. To the point!"

"So you know why I am being held there by your formation, not being freed at the first time?"

After Miao Jun taunted a few words of Pu Yuan Tian Zun, he continued to talk to Yang Junshan.

Later, it was basically ignored the existence of Pu Yuan Tian Zun.

Pu Yuan Tian Zun seems to have been diluting his existence, only to help Yang Junshan suppress Miao Jun as a facilitator.

Whether it is Puyuan, Miaojun, or Yang Junshan, all three understand that when the real last moment comes, it can only be a match between Miaojun and Yang Junshan who inherits and carries most of the origin of the world. .

Or one party will stay, or both will die together and die together!

As for the possibility of coexistence between the two, when Miao Jun stayed outside the chaotic entrance, it no longer existed.

Yang Junshan’s gaze glanced at the direction of the chaotic entrance and said: “There seems to be other accidents!”

Pu Yuan Tian Zun’s face suddenly changed. He seemed to think of some possibility, not because of Yang Junshan or Miao Jun, but because of his own.

At this moment, Puyuan Tianzun even had an impulse to withdraw as soon as possible.

However, he finally resisted, and this is the end of the matter. If he gives up now, then everything that he has done before has become useless. Moreover, even if it is too late to return to the Sunday Star, it will come!

Suddenly, Miao Jun’s look suddenly has a strange look. Like a martyr, he raises his head and looks as if he can penetrate the chaos to see the future. The sound is like a sing in the chaos: "Come on, come on, What are you waiting for, to make a final contest, the world will not die, and will be born again in you!"

A crack began to appear on Miao Jun's body. The whole person looked like a broken glass. Miao Jun chose to self-dead at this time!

"not good!"

Pu Yuan Tian Zun was shocked and he was moving forward.

However, Yang Junshan was a step faster than him at this time.

"Hey!"

The sound of chaos and chaos was interrupted, and even the source of chaos ejected from the entrance to the chaos was intercepted.

Pu Yuan Tian Zun's body shape shock, hard to stop the body that he is going to go forward, even a trace of fear and hesitation between the look.

A shadow cut through the chaos from his eyes, breaking the time and space of the imprisonment, and knocking heavily on Miao Jun's body covered with cracks.

(End of this chapter)