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From the violent storm, all the houses and trees are shattered silently.

Zong Shou’s body skeleton is also squeaky, but still stands still.

Under the enthusiasm of the Yuan Mengzi, it was extremely hard. But that mind is mindful, and in this strong pressure, it has not collapsed, but it has become more and more tenacious.

Even the power of the gods in the body began to fluctuate, and quickly merged into the flesh at a speed ten times that of the previous one.

More faintly aware, the cracks in the layer of the sky are slowly expanding at a slightly invisible speed.

If the gods are strong, if they want to kill a ninth order, it is naturally like smashing ants. But here, after all, is the cloud world.

At the beginning of the spiritual tide, this Yuan Mengzi is even stronger. Being able to display strength is only equivalent to the middle level of the spirit.

Naturally such a spiritual environment is by no means comparable to the return of the Zigui and the Qiuhua.

Even the same kind of power, the same kind of soul. I have mastered the more profound rules and avenues, and I have been exposed to the Yuanmeng of the origin of the Tao. With one enemy, there is no problem.

- But it does not mean that he is a sect, there is no resistance in front of this person.

The scorpion of the past is due to the body falling into the cloud. It was only tens of thousands of ‘9th-order’ killings!

Naturally, when he is at this time, it is impossible to find so many strong people, even if one percent is impossible.

Fortunately, there is a throne of the nose. Fortunately, the martial arts of the king who he learned is the martial art of the most powerful tyrants after the 10,000-year-old martial arts. .

Fortunately, Huizhou Island is under his rule, only a hundred miles away from China.

Even the Taoist dilemma in this hinterland is only 40,000 miles.

Therefore, in his midst, there is no fear, more implied, and look at this.

And at the moment the whole mountain. In addition to the wind, it is a repressed silence.

The Yuan Mengzi looked pale and gloomy.

After a full four or five hundred interest, Shui Lingbo suddenly coughed and covered his lips and smiled: "Yuanmeng seniors have something to say and say. You are not going to do this. It is also a good thing." The Lord of the Land, the day is full of opportunities. There is not much time to accompany you to grind here."

Yuan Mengzi swept her eyes. The murder is full of murder. Finally, it converges again and looks at Zong Shou.

"Okay! I have never dreamed of someone talking to me in my life. I have been the first person! Your best chance is to return to the east. Within one year. Never. Step into the middle half of the soil. Otherwise -"

"What else?"

When the voice was not lost, it was interrupted. Zong Shou raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Is it going to be personally shot, so that there is no place to die? Or do you let the spirits take care of the waste, and then kill them?"

Eighteen silver-flying ants around the body flew out of the sleeves one after another. Xiao Jinxi, also on his side, appeared.

Zong Shou looked up and looked at the stars. A slight breeze hangs from his side.

On the wrist. I don't know when I broke a wound, and I repeatedly slammed down the blood, and dripped in the sky around me.

It seems that there is life in general, and it flows horizontally in four directions. In the twinkling of an eye, it constitutes a circle of ten squares.

The prosperous Zeng Shou has surged, which is the trend of a country. He was once again gathered under his body.

The head of a country can never be slaughtered as a person outside the country. Even in the cloud world, there have been many people in the dynasties of the past 10,000 years, specializing in this.

Therefore, everything is a decent martial art. There is always a secret law that will make the head of a country. Outside the border, some forces can also be used. However, this price is often extremely heavy.

And Zong Shou, the emperor's wind, is the method of blood sacrifice. Burn your own blood and even the life yuan!

"The wind?"

Yuan Mengzi frowned again, and the color of the accident appeared in the middle of the battle. He actually recognized the scene and then laughed and laughed.

"Don't the monarch, want to fight with me?"

"What about the war?"

The sword eyebrows are obliquely selected, but Zong Shou does not immediately draw the sword, but is a meaningful question.

"As long as the Yuan Meng is really willing, I will be alone! I don't know the real person, can you have this Yaxing?"

Hearing here, the breath of the Yuan dream was actually a sigh of relief. The look was complicated, and suddenly the murder was revealed. Suddenly hesitated and hesitated.

After a while, it calmed down. It was a slap in the sleeves and laughed again.

"Five thousand Lingshi, ten years without committing! I will be in a dilemma, and there will be no more concessions. If the monarch refuses, then it will continue to be consumed. This time the disaster, the Yuan Meng recognized! The monarch still wants Staying in the middle of the earth, but also by you. This seat is to see, how long can you stay in this land?"

After speaking, the incarnation of the air in the air, turned into a little bit of aura, scattered one by one.

However, the gaze, but still cold, into the blade, overlooking Zong Shou.

"I advise the monarch, don't be too self-sufficient. Everything is just right!"

This sentence said that the last figure of this dream was also dissipated.

The majesty of the soul that permeates here is also disappearing without a trace.

"It's just right!"

Zong Shoujun’s smile, then turned to look around: “I’m rushing to the teacher’s sister, do you want to say this to me?”

"It is to be persuaded by the life of the Korean brothers, and it is too urgent to force the spirit of the Tao."

The word "Shimei" was in the ear, and the water Lingbo was a bit of a grind. It took a lot of effort~lightnovelpub.net~ to calm down. Then he looked strange and said: "You are so sure, will the dream not kill you?"

"He wants to be interested, he has already been shot, why should he talk about it? Even if it is really inevitable, you will be confident that you can escape. You can have a chance to fight with the gods, but it is rare to experience."

As he said, Zong Shou took a look at both hands. The blood sacrifices underneath, not only did not terminate, but gradually improved.

The blood shimmered and gradually became a **** mark on his eyebrows.

And Zong Shou has a real soul, and it consumes most of it. However, the next must, a few pieces of Danmao in the Zongshoukou bite, all swallowed. In just a moment, it recovered more than half.

It was just that look, a little pale. The real soul can easily recover, and the blood consumed is not so easy to recover.

Shui Lingbo looked strange, but he didn't think too much at the moment. This is only to ensure safety, just to prevent it. So he shook his head slightly: "On the first few days, the heavy-light real person couldn't help it, and he had a hand with Qiankun. This battle was badly defeated and severely injured, but he could only helplessly. Although the two are the same, the combat power is There is a gap. Your righteous brother can be taken seriously!"