The original update purple entangled at Zong Shou's fingertips, but could not be fully absorbed into the body. M.51/

This is because of the fact that the power of the gods is already full of this body, and it is impossible to absorb the points.

After that day, after killing him, he still couldn’t help the blue-fired turtle.

In the end, it can only be frozen with a thicker layer of ice, and then suppressed by a dozen or so towns. Then he was thrown into a stolen space instrument.

The beast mustard ring is larger and has a square space, which can accommodate it.

And this blue-fired tortoise is also stubborn and strong, and it is said to be 'sealed' by him.

Then he continued to be above the sea of ​​clouds, outside the void, killing several teams of Taoist monks.

Until the scattered sacred fire silver ants can no longer find, there is a trace of the Taoist spirits, and then return to the central cloud land.

In the past few days, Zong Shou has been searching for various places, belonging to the Taoist dynasty.

All the way, I found a lot, often the bigger the city, the more people there are. The more divine power that can be extracted from the image.

Although there are only a million people here, there are many believers and extremely sincere people because of the closeness of the earth.

Therefore, the divine power extracted is not only rich but also more pure.

It is a pity that this body only absorbs about three-quarters of the volume today and cannot accommodate half a minute.

It is still there, still as it is, every time you swallow the nerves. It will always turn into a worm and digest it for a while.

However, the time is getting shorter and shorter, and the role is also insignificant.

The original 12 silver ants have grown to 18 giants. The armored arm has been enhanced to infinitely close to the level of the spirit, and the idle speed has also increased substantially.

As for the main body, I can't see any change. Only the surface of the shell surface. More and more obvious. Both succinct and complex qualities are expected to be the mysterious.

And the sacred silver fire, the more holy light lake. Brilliant and gorgeous.

Although there is a sigh of resentment here, it rises up, but it is almost impossible for two people.

Zong Shou is due to the sword. Make evil can not be close. And the body is shining, the silver is shining, the flame is lingering. The force of resentment will be completely purified when it is slightly closer.

"The original power of forging is not without limits -"

He was only standing here, not simply in a daze. Instead, I wait for my own body to 'digest' some of the power of the gods stored in the body.

After half an hour, he is still unable to absorb the purple gas on his fingertips. //.//

It seems. This is not because the 'space' in him is not enough, but it has really reached the limit.

In fact, think about it, right, the power of this god. If it can be swallowed up without restriction. Is it easy to be invincible?

This world. There is no good thing to be able to step into the sky.

Only thinking for a moment, Zong Shou simply let go of the **** of this group of purple. Let this silk power spread between heaven and earth.

At this time, the entire city is still silent.

Most people in the city are closed. It is obviously a day, but there is no one on the street, as if it were a ghost field.

And the martial arts masters in all directions, either cautiously, or with hostility, thought they were concealed, and they peeked at their eyes. Only a very small number of people have tried their best to consolidate their qis.

These low-level cultivators, Zong Shouben, are too lazy to pay attention to, and are not willing to shoot for it, but they are not allowed to offend.

When the mind is on display, it will slam one outward, and those annoying gods will be swept away. There is no one else, and I can continue to peep.

Sneer, Zong Shou went to the east, a few steps, it was dozens of miles away, out of the city.

Then, about half an hour later, it reached a mountain floating in the air.

This is Cui Mingfeng, the gate of a medium-sized sect of the sect of Xingling.

Cut off the half of the mountain, draw the array, turn it back, and float above the height of seven thousand feet.

After receiving the astronomical force, there is no dragon vein convergence here.

The psionic power, but also extremely strong, only under the Holy Land.

However, at this time, on this Cuiming Peak, people went to the building, and there were no half-personal shadows.

Zong Shouling read privately for a while, and finally he was helplessly put away.

Not only no one, but even a little worth of money.

Look at the situation here, it is not because he is in the city of Fangcai, staying for too long. But here, as early as three days ago, it has been abandoned.

This is not the first case he encountered, since he intercepted the Taoist monks who returned from the east and returned to the central cloud land. This is true for a dozen or so sects.

These Taoist priests have completely ignored their faces. I will not be willing to stand by, and wherever he goes. All the sects of Benshan are decisively abandoned. The disciples of the Zongmen also scattered away and hid outside.

No matter how the sects are raging, they are not willing to take the lead. It’s even more shameful than the blue fire turtle.

At this time, even the mind was determined to be as strong as him, and he also gave birth to a sense of powerlessness.

Just like a punch on cotton, you can't focus on it. In this case, there is no solution at all.

Looking down at the sky, Zong Shou once again fell into meditation. Retreat is unwilling, but it is not beneficial to enter, or it is really a matter of consideration, to go back.

With a little meditation, Zong Shou shook his head again. Before he left, he had one last thing and needed to be done.

If you want to move up again, then you will only feel the surrounding space and twist.

Zongshou’s brows, a glimpse of the unexpected color.

When this air machine came over, his spirit was actually unresponsive.

Just thinking about it, I saw the water wave, broke the cloud barrier and appeared in front of him.

But cold face, faceless, no closeness.

Zong Shouzheng is strange, and the pupils shrink. It’s not one person, but two people who come here!

This idea only started, and there was a glimmer of colorful light in the eyes, and the spirit was entangled.

But for a moment, there was a figure of a latent person. The appearance is extremely young, the face is like white jade, dressed in a dress, holding a whisk. The feeling of giving is like the ice jade that is covered in smoke. It is like a dream.

"The poor road dream, I have seen the monarch!"

The man looked at Zong Shou up and down, and this was a faint look.

The next moment is a vast and boundless power of thought, permeating this Cuiming Peak.

And that water Lingbo, is also a subsequent nod: "I haven't seen you for a long time, don't you come to the innocent? Shui Lingbo is polite here!"

Zong Shou's right hand, subconsciously holding a sword. Against the dream of the Yuan, look to this person.

Is this a godland?

Yuan Meng? Like this kind of person, he has never heard of it before.

Even in the virtual illusion, it is not worth knowing its name.

If it is not unexpected, this must be the refinement of the divine environment.

Although it is only a few thousand miles away, it condenses an avatar image. But the vastness of the pressure, is still a burst of heart.

However, he was too lazy to return to the ceremony. Zong Shouqiang looked at the forcing man's eyes and looked at it with a glance. Then he grinned and said: "Remember that you are alone and the door is not dead?"

That Yuan Mengzi frowned, and it seemed that he only thought of it, and it was difficult to force the sect. Then they looked at the water wave, and the latter was indifferent: "Lingbo has come here, it is another matter. Today, I have come to be a witness. If the Yuanmeng predecessor wants Lingbo to be your two homes." Say peace, then please seniors, please others."

Zong Shou is eccentric, and these two people, what is going on?

In my heart, he sighed and looked at the situation of the water, and the sacred road did not seem to be pinched by the Tao.

Yuan Mengzi snorted and seemed extremely dissatisfied. In the end, he did not say anything, and he directly said to the sect.

"If the monarch returns to the dry Tianshan, he will no longer set foot in the central cloud land within three months. My door can also promise that within three years, there will never be a civilian shot in the east of Yunlu and Huizhou Island!"

Without a half-inquiry tone, the words are smashed, as if it has already been decided.

Zong Shou’s heart is a joy, this Yuan Mengzi, it is really interesting.

Within three years, there will never be a shot of civilians in the east of Yunlu and Huizhou Island. It’s only three years, and it’s not included in his commitment.

In fact, it would be a good thing if the people under the rule of Tianshanshan could get out of the battle between him and Daomen.

It’s just that time, it’s too short, and the battle between him and the gate must be 10 million. It does not include what he wants most.

In addition, the speech of this Yuan Mengzi is even more unpleasant.

There is no smile on the face, and the light is like a blade.

"So if you are alone, don't you go back?"

"If the monarch has any conditions, he can do so."

That Yuan Mengzi seems to have also expected Zong Shou, will ask like this, and shook his head without hesitation.

"But if I see it, the monarch still promised to go down. For thousands of years, everyone who has committed my door has not had this life. Even the monarch is this forever. lightnovelpub.net~我云The most talented person in the world, invincible in the world. I am afraid that I can't afford it, I am angry with the door!"

Zong Shou smiled, and the threat to this Yuan Mengzi was not heard.

"You must go back alone! The thirty-nine-thirty-level stone, who cares for my millions of dead people. In 30 years, you must not hurt me to rule the civilians! Finally, hand over all the people involved in the slaughter of the orphans. Dry Tianshan disposal!"

When I heard the first condition, the pupil of Yuan Yuanzi’s pupil was fierce, and the last sentence was even full of anger.

"Hurricane!"

The pressure of the mind is more and more fierce: "I am a king of a country, but I really don't know how to go back and forth! I can be the master, give you the 5th and 9th stone of Tianshan. But it can't be counted as compensation, but Alms. The second condition can be shortened within ten years. Within ten years, it will never be a crime. As for the end, the deity can be regarded as never heard. If the monarch is willing to agree, then it can be rolled off-"

When I heard this, Zong Shou’s hand holding the sword was a burst of blue veins. Then calmed down and smiled.

"In other words, is there nothing to talk about?"