The Sacred Ruins

Chu Feng asked and asked, the little Taoist shut up and did not answer.

Silver hair Loli directly pouted, said: "What is good to keep secret."

In fact, Ying Yinxian and Qin Yuyin are also watching. Ouyang Feng is even more elongated and long-necked. I can’t wait to spray a small Taoist, let him make it clear.

Chu Feng secretly conveyed the voice, said: "Son, if this kind of thing is really useful, maybe I can rob a batch."

A batch? !

The little priest rounded his eyes in a flash, and his face was shocked. Then he thought about the situation when he encountered Chu Feng for the first time. This goods sat side by side with the mud tires. This is really scary, the most important thing is that this Relatives really have the opportunity to shoot!

Earlier, he was mad, and now he is thinking about it. This tender mess is sure to have a big secret. Otherwise, how can he run to the end of the circuit, where... the road!

In his opinion, this is almost like the Arabian Nights, saying that going out will keep the top strong, and then... no one can believe it.

"You really can go to that place, is there a way to get the **** paper?" The little priest was obviously moved.

"If there are people passing by, it will be a big deal to make a few sap and take a few black bricks." Chu Feng said quite calmly and naturally.

At this moment, the little priest was tied up, and his face was full of resentment. The eyes were not only spurting fire, but they were spurting blood.

"What is your paper?" Chu Feng asked again.

The priest did not want to take care of him, because he always felt hurt.

In the end, he was questioned again and again, and he was embarrassed to speak.

"There is no limit to the end, our world, the world's strongest are all joined together, several immortal ancient dynasties, inheriting hundreds of thousands of years of holy places together, attacking the first forbidden land left over from the ruins of the past, and ultimately the most powerful A few roads were gone, only a few people came alive, which brought out a black paper."

The words spoken by the little priests are shocking.

That is, Chu Feng is half-speaking, so evil?

"I don't know anywhere else, but many of the world's most powerful people have joined forces, and they have been defeated, and they have brought out such a ancestor." The little Taoist stressed.

"So terrible?" Chu Feng suspicious.

The little priest said: "Well, the power of the rumors of the tens of years in the legend of the sun, perhaps a few people can work together to get a piece of paper from the supreme forbidden land, but in our world there must be no people in this series. So it’s tough, and if you hit that level, it will destroy the Xinghai world."

“Where are you from?” Chu Feng asked.

"My world is close to the sun, but it is not the sun, it is similar to the size of your universe, and the yang is much stronger."

This kind of discourse makes people shake.

According to what he said, the majestic sun is boundless, but it is only a legend, and there is almost no way to pass.

The side of the sun is too mysterious and there is no way to know more.

On their side, they are blocked by chaos and isolated from the sun.

On the side of chaos, there are some smaller universes, such as the underworld of Chu Feng, the world of small Taoists, and the broken chaotic universe.

From far to near, the yang will become more and more concentrated, but the overall increase is not as great as the sun, and even less than the most remote place in Yang.

In general, the worlds adjacent to chaos, no matter how masculinity, in fact, in the eyes of the oldest power in the sun, are all sacred, are more yin and space, are collectively known as the underworld.

"The power of the sun can't come, or no one can stop them." The little priest said.

In fact, time flies, the long years have passed, except for the oldest existence in Yang, the average person is not sure whether there is a ghost.

There is a saying that the dead in the underworld is a living creature, not a real living person.

There is also a saying that the evolutionary civilization of the underworld is not brought by the people of the Yang Dynasty. It is all incomplete. There is no way to compare with the Yang, the difference is too far, the difference between heaven and earth.

Of course, this yin also includes the world where the priests are located, as well as the broken universe in chaos.

The world of chaos is called the underworld and the earth.

The little priests spoke these things, and they touched the Chu wind very much.

The grand world stage is in the middle of the sun, where is the place where the "living people" should stay. There is a real genius in the sun, which is the place where the strong players compete.

Perhaps, in the eyes of the oldest power in the sun, the underworld is only the barren land that is the most barren and backward. It is the resting place of the dead spirit. It is a graveyard, and there is no real evolutionary civilization.

Chu Fengdao: "Forget it, don't say these, upset, wait someday, we personally go to the sun to fight for hegemony, and board the real big stage."

"Hey, are you sure you can run to the round circuit to toss?" The little priest looked at him, and he felt that the soul was beating and the blood of the soul was boiling.

If you can really walk through the circuit, it is simply unimaginable. It is too bad.

"The difficulty is very big, nine deaths, but I estimate that there are certain opportunities for strong words." Chu Feng replied.

The little Taoist petrified, because, as far as he knows, according to the records of the various predecessors of the world in which he is located, the oldest of the yang is not to dare to toss.

"Do you know what is going on in this round of loops, naturally formed, or in other ways?" Chu Feng asked him.

"The water inside is too deep, don't explore. At the very least, we only have a few words in that world. I don't dare to record it. I don't know. Some people are recovering in our world after they die in Yang." Living the dead, according to what he said, and the handwritten notes he left behind in our world, the analysis of the truth of the truth is also very rare. ”

Since this is still to black his paper, and he may have to join the squad to go to the circuit to make a great event, the little priest did not hide, said a lot of things he knows.

"Who is the clay tire? What is the use of putting him there, just enjoying the incense paper incense that has been occasionally given to millions of years?"

"Can't say that the mud tire is not necessarily a dead thing, it may be alive." The little priest is very nervous, telling Chu Feng, it is best not to mention this.

According to him, if the circuit of the round is really artificial, the mud tire is definitely one of the participants, and it is terrible to think about it.

Man-made reincarnation, this is not the past that can be said against the sky.

"The ancient dynasties and the most powerful holy places in our world have joined forces to attack the first forbidden land in our world. It is only a black confetti that comes with difficulty. It is only the qualification to take the memory on the circuit. The vouchers are so hard to get, and the horrible things can be seen."

The little priests said that the most powerful forces in their world were destroyed and smashed into the forbidden land left over from the ruins.

In the end, a small group of people escaped, but in addition to bringing out a black fuss paper, they also told the posterity that the reincarnation is only the corner of the horror truth. The water is too deep, even if one day, it can be called the world, and feels supreme. Strong, and don't explore the deeper things.

"When are you scared?" Ouyang Feng slanted and spit a slobber, and suddenly felt wrong. This is the soul and spiritual energy, and he sucked back.

This really ruined the atmosphere. Several people looked at him and they felt that they were uncomfortable. They suddenly got rid of the thoughts just now.

The little priest finally sighed: "My heart has hidden worries, and I set foot on the circuit, just to be strong enough, one day to go to the sun, because according to some sayings, the world we are in, in the end, there will be a major disaster."

"What do you mean?" asked the silver hair Lori.

"The existence of this will eventually be disillusioned. There is only a piece of words on the broken tortoise shell unearthed in our world. It is said that only the yang can be alive, and those who want to rise must also be sinister."

"Hmm?!" is that Yingyingxian is full of surprise, can no longer maintain peace and the appearance of the world.

"The so-called yang seed, is the strange seed?" Chu Feng asked, because he has three yang seeds, it is very big!

"The so-called "species" refers to the evolutionary and order." The little priest replied.

This makes Chu Feng a glimpse, not the same as he imagined.

Several other people felt that the hair was cold and they felt a big horror.

Chu Feng opened, said: "Calm, no big deal, keep your heart calm, any hardships and hardships are nothing, you can spend it safely."

He is light and windy, a very calm look, here to educate the little priests, quite a bit like a father and an elder.

Ying Yuxian, Qin Yuyin secretly nodded, this kind of charm does give Chu Feng extra points.

Ouyang Feng grinned and wanted to say: "You are a trafficker!"

The little priest also wants to shout: "I still need you to fill the chicken soup with the small path? I spoke words that are true words, words are the gods!"

Chu Feng smiled gently, more and more detached, calm and quiet.

Then, with a bang, the **** lightning on the Scorpio fell down and banged on his head. The black eyes in front of him hit the Venus and almost fainted.

The little priest screamed and went straight out, far from him.

The people present were in a daze, and then they saw that the blood-colored lightnings fell down one after another, all of them huddled in Chu Feng.

Chu Fengqi ruined, what is the situation, how is it hit by thunder? !

For a moment, what is indifferent, what is peaceful, what kind of father, are staying, he is now annoyed, this moment is a mess, this is really a hitting face.

The little priest smiled in the distance, feeling that the suffocation in his heart finally came out a little, saying: "Installing thirteen thunders, starting from the head to the little Jiji!"

Ouyang Feng was in front of the daze, and then laughed and said: "Be a low-key person, can't forget this, know what is causal?"

Then, he sang in a schadenfreude and said: "Heavenly reincarnation, who is the sky?"

Then, with a bang, a thick green electro-optic sudden drop from the sky, directly hit him on the head, hit him, and then covered with green light.

Ouyang Feng screamed, there was a lot of trouble, and the pain was unbearable.

The little priest was very calm and sang softly, saying: "When is Heaven reincarnation, who is the sky?"