~.<>-~ The night is light and cold, the ghost changes, it becomes the look of Lakri, and at the same time, Pandora is dressed up. Then all the twelve maids were called in, and the direct and powerful strength forced them to surrender the fire of the soul and become his soul slave.

I didn't plan to go out in the night before, and I didn't want to start with the twelve maids. At this moment, because Pandora, of course, I have to be more careful. Plus, I have been in heaven for so long, and nothing happened, so I am decisive!

Pandora used the Shenjing to make his body a little bloated in the light of the night, and his facial features changed slightly. A beautiful woman became a normal woman. The whole body was covered in a black robe, and it was inconspicuous.

The night is very low-key, even if there is friction with people, it does not put the shelf of the archangel, it is very humble, strolling around the city for half a month, there is no entanglement.

Just accompanied Pandora for half a month, still discovered, Anne's maid found the night cold. Every day, Pandora accompanied the Pandora in the city, not to find it!

The last night of the cold can only helpless, every three to five to appease the lonely heart of the dang woman, accompanied Pandora for half a year, the night is cold and then began to prepare for cultivation!

"This is the dark night ghost, you only need to practice the scroll, you can change your appearance at will, then you can go out with the maids to play, I may have a longer time to retreat! Sorry, Pandora, can not always accompany you! ”

The night is light and cold, and the ghost of Pandora is changed to the book. The first volume is easy to perceive. The next volume is to cultivate the soul and change the soul. Pandora certainly does not cultivate, nor does it have to cultivate!

Pandora nodded cleverly and ignorantly. The night was cold and turned twelve maids into soul slaves. They were also relieved to take care of Pandora. Once again, this time they entered the Warlord Hall!

"drink!"

In the largest hall of the Emperor's Palace, the power of the night's light and cold running space slowly condensed a silver rifle. A wide hall was two meters long, and a horrible rifle appeared in the air. This is not Kidd's silent control method, but the long gun that condenses the essence of Xing and Shen Tuxiong.

Only... the long gun just condensed, and immediately ruptured, the horrible breath disappeared without a trace, the night cold cold forehead cold sweat, long spit out a breath, some decadent sighs: "Oh... ten years, It was the first time that the power of space was condensed into a materialization, but it was broken immediately!"

"Oh, boy, don't be discouraged, the Emperor first took the power of space out of the entity and spent 50 years! You are not bad!"

A voice of appreciation and encouragement sounded in the cold night of the night, the night light and cold spirit shocked, shaking his head, resting for a moment, stood up. The powerful gods are released, and at the same time, the hands dance, releasing the space forever, let the power of the nearby space gather in their hands, and then the hands fly, the help of the gods, control the power of this small part, and start to follow the special method. Combine compression to condense.

After half an hour, a silver pike appeared again in the air, but after a while it was broken again!

"When the predecessors of the War Emperor, how can they be broken? Is it wrong with my control?"

The rifle was broken, the night was light and cold, and the body was soft. The power of the soul was too much, and it was lying on the ground, unable to breathe.

"You think about it yourself, I can only tell you, you can condense it, then that's right! How is it faster, how to save it for a long time, how to condense more poles, and how to command these rifles, you have to be yourself. Let's explore. This is not anxious, you don't have to feel the mystery of space. For more than two thousand years, you will cultivate this. If you can condense nine long guns in two thousand years, let alone control them. The arm drive refers to attacking the enemy and can save half an hour at the same time. It is your turn!"

The voice of the Emperor of the Emperor made the night cold and extremely depressed, and did not point him at all. Although he knew that it was for him, he still felt a headache and a weak voice: "Is this space power control method so difficult? For more than two thousand years, can't you fully grasp it?"

The Emperor of the Warrior laughed: "Haha, this emperor is a world-famous person. In my time, it was the first person! Do you know how much time I spent completely? Millions of years! You didn't get it wrong, I started trying The power to control space, to fully master, Dacheng, has spent millions of years! If you can master it completely within 100,000 years, you are a peerless genius! Talent can match the Emperor!"

"Hey? Seniors! You are not mistaken? Why are you a million years, but I am 100,000 years? This is not fair!" The night is cold and inexplicable.

The Emperor of the War said coldly: "Of course the Emperor did not make a mistake, did you forget this kid? The strength of your soul that changed tai? The Emperor was the soul of the Five Gods of War. If you are within 100,000 years, you can't completely Master, that is the waste material, the Emperor will not look down on you!"

Although the night light cold knows that the Emperor is stimulating him, but it is still aroused the heart of victory, coldly said: "After the fame became famous, no one said that I am a waste material, the Emperor of the War, you wait! ”

The night was light and cold, and I stood up, and my heart was dark and self-satisfied.

"Drink! Gun of the gods, come out!"

Again and again, the rupture of the times, the night chills completely indulge in. I forgot the years, forgot everything outside, forgot the far-away world, I don’t know where the reincarnation is, I forgot the gods, I was immersed in the cultivation of the martial arts.

Two hundred years later, the first long gun of the night light can easily be controlled to fly around in the hall, and can save for a few hours without breaking, and began to try to condense the second shot.

Five hundred years later, he began to condense a third shot.

Eight hundred years later, four rifles have been able to roll in the hall like a dragon.

After a thousand years...

In addition to the lack of a hundred years of night, I went out to spend a year with Pandora, and occasionally went to Anne, to appease Anne’s dang woman. In the rest of the time, I got into the Warlord's Hall and tried to control the space!

Pandora spent a hundred years, the night ghosts became successful, often become a man, with Lakri's maid, go out to play. But most of the time, I read books, drinks tea, raises small animals, and flowers and plants in the house of Lakri. The flatness of life has been the only expectation that it will be a cold meeting in the past 100 years!

The little black free egg hurts, but he can't do anything in his soul. He can only sleep in the sorcerer's knife every day, and occasionally come out to see the night light and practice.

In the city of Athens, because in preparing for the upcoming plane war, all the archangels and the strong men in the city are retreating and practicing, and the city is calm!

"drink!"

In the Temple of the Emperor, the night was light and cold, and the body was shocked. The power of the space in the entire Emperor's Hall was condensed around him. Then he danced with his hands, and the cold light flashed in the scorpion. A nine-shot rifle suddenly appeared in the air. The nine-shot rifle was much smaller than the first condensed lance, but the pressure was significantly larger.

"go with!"

The night light and cold hand wave, the ray of the scorpion burst, the body burst out of a powerful momentum, long hair flying. Nine-pole rifle, flying in the hall in full swing, from time to time into a shape, from time to time in a row, from time to time nine guns separate flying around the hall, the speed is lightning fast, I feel the whole hall is white light flying Look at the little black next to it!

"Wow, the boss is so powerful, it looks so much better than the **** star monarch!" Xiaohe shouted, his face full of pride!

There is also a virtual shadow next to Xiaohei. Today's night is a cold and deliberately let the Emperor condense his body and watch him perform, but the result is to scare the Emperor. An old-fashioned face of the Emperor of War, full of shock, shook his head and sighed: "Rely, this kid is not a person, too tai! Two thousand and five hundred years, the power of space controls the degree of purity, can be better than the emperor I have been practicing for 200,000 years. If I go on like this, I will be able to achieve it in 10,000 years!"

After an hour, the night was chilling, and the nine-shot gun in the air suddenly broke. He was sweating and sat down on the ground for half an hour before he stood up. His eyes said coldly:

"The power control method of space has finally become a little small, and the plane war has begun soon. This time, whoever wants to stop Xiao Ye from going home, God blocks the killing of God, and the Buddha blocks the Buddha!"

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: Huh, the excessive plot is finally finished! The old demon wrote that the soul is falling!

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