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Qi Lian Songping saw Xiao Naihe did not agree or refuse, and sighed softly: "Follow you!"

Qi Lian Songping backhanded, the cloud of his body was constantly gathered, wrapped around his body, the mind flashed, turned into an electric light, and finally disappeared on the edge of the sky.

"Qilian Songping, this is not a simple character. He is not like the Immortal Elder. He secretly supports any of the seven God competitors. He has a good impression. The Immortal Elder has clearly expressed his support for Wushenyi. God ’s words will surely get the secret of the unity of the promotion of contemporary God. For immortal elders, that is a great opportunity. Even if there are too many secret treasures, it cannot be compared to this great opportunity. "

Xiao Nai said suddenly.

On the contrary, although Qilian Songping was not inferior to the immortal elders in terms of power and power, he did not express any support for anyone. It was this temptation alone, and Qi Lian Songping was able to hold back, and Xiao Nai could not help but look at each other.

"However, Beisongyang didn't die, and the cultivation has reached this level, and it may even reach the ruins of the Nine Witches. This is a big trouble. I must find a way to get this ruin from the mouth of North Songyang . "

Xiao Naihe thought again and recalled what happened just now.

Xiao Nai and He have long calculated the ruins of the divine nature of Jiuwu Youhuang, and now it is impossible to give up anything.

Not only the ruins of the Nine Witches can be found in the ruins alone, but also the secrets of the destruction of the witch clan and the 'Dust and Witch Book' may be found in the ruins.

Xiao Nai has a hunch that once you step into this ruin, you will be able to get your own answer. This ruin is very important to you, and it is crucial!

Since the integration of Tianjitai and the derivation of Tianjixingtu, Xiao Naihe's hunch has never been wrong.

Now after feeling this thought, Xiao Naihe's state of mind is immediately settled.

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At this time, in the void that does not know hundreds of thousands of miles, in the endless flow of the void, the meteorite flew as if it was continuously hitting and squeezing out a burst of loud noise.

In this cross-flow of void, a figure flew continuously.

This man is the North Songyang who played against Xiao Naihe not long ago. At this time, North Songyang face was slightly pale, because at the end he was hit by Xiao Naihe's thunder, which caused a trace of blood and blood damage in his body. .

"Xiao Naihe, Xiao Naihe. I remember you. Beinanyi, why do people who inherit your mantle have such a chance. Not only you, but even this Naihe dare to resist me. I will never spare him . "

Bei Songyang's face suddenly showed a bit of spookiness. His voice, as if incomparably grim World of Warcraft, revealed the murderous opportunity, constantly running in, very terrifying.

Afterwards, Beisongyang clenched his fists tightly, blasted out in the void, and made a loud noise. A powerful punch was the impact of the past, which directly collided with countless meteorites and smashed the void in the crossflow Shuttle's stream of meteorites.

Bei Songyang punched out and gave a bad breath. At this time, his reason suddenly recovered.

"You are North Songyang? Yes, half-step passive, you can step into the passive realm one step away. If you are a unity of origins, there will be a fourth unity of origins in the world."

At this moment, in the endless stream of void, suddenly a sound rang out, as if the luck of heaven and earth had gathered to this one, and there was a wave of magic sound.

In the distance, at the moment a red fireball slowly soared, it showed the same scorching sun shape as Taikoo Jinwu.

As soon as Bei Songyang's gaze moved, he immediately locked on the fireball, his pupils squeezed tightly, and suddenly his body turned up.

Every trace of skin and flesh on his body seemed to be clamoring. Not only that, his cold hair at this moment seemed to be flashed by lightning, and it was erected to stand up.

"who?"

Masters such as Beisongyang felt a very uncomfortable thought at this time.

After hearing this mysterious voice, Bei Songyang seemed to be torn apart by the meaning in this voice.

"Who am I? You may or may not know it! But since it is on my site, everything must be in accordance with my rules. You are a master, although you have reached a half-step passive state. By comparison You still have too much difference, so I opened my eyes and closed my eyes. But now that you have violated my rules, I have to take a lesson to teach you to let you know what is beyond the sky, there are people outside. "

When this sound rang again, it seemed that countless small worlds were suddenly derived, continuously formed in the void, and directly wrapped the endless flow of the void.

The space around 100,000 miles suddenly seemed to stop with time, and there was no trace of sound fluctuation, which made Bei Songyang feel a terrible fluctuation at that moment.

"what?"

At that moment, when I saw this mysterious power shuttle, Bei Songyang's body shuddered suddenly, and he quickly retreated to the back, and his footsteps turned, and he flashed out of the space of 30,000 miles.

At this time, North Songyang did not even see the other party.

"This man is so powerful, so powerful, there is such a terrifying person in the world? I am not his opponent."

Although Beisongyang was very reluctant to admit it, the body responded first at the moment when the feeling of power fluctuated.

His body trembled slightly, and he clearly stated that he was not an opponent of this mysterious man.

How powerful is North Songyang? Even Xiao Nai could not easily defeat the opponent before, and then the situation was reversed by the opponent, almost calculated by Bei Songyang.

Nowadays, Bei Songyang is actually pushed back by a mysterious person who can't even see his face. He is shocked in his heart, running his mind, and he hastily retreated to the back.

"I said to teach you, that is, to teach you. If you let you leave here safely today, then you will explode your golden body and dissipate in the heavens and the earth. Otherwise, you will be a god."

The flow of breath in the sound became very obvious, and it swept up at once. After hearing it, Bei Songyang shook his body again and quickly backed away.

"Outside the heavens, Lord God of the Court!"

At this time, North Songyang finally knew what this person was.

The other party is actually the God in the Dan Court, and now the most mysterious existence in the 3,300 world.

The power of Danting has already spread to the world of 3,300, it can be said that it is one of the most powerful forces in the world, and even the Devil Realm and the Demon Realm are indistinguishable from Danting.

However, such a behemoth of God Realm, when Dan Ting grew up, did not take action against it. The reason is because of the mysterious God in Dan Ting.

Many people know that the God of Danting today should be the passive master who belongs to the unity of the origins, just like Bai inorganic, the Lord of God Realm.

Therefore, Hua Xiang, Pan Ling Zi, Jun Yong Ye, and Du Yu, etc., want the secret of being promoted to the passive realm in this God.

Bei Songyang actually had this plan, but in his subtle meaning, he also looked down upon the Danting God, who was mysterious and pretended.

Even Beisongyang feels that even if he is a half-step passive, there is a gap between his unity and the source, and the gap will not hit.

Today, with a small face-to-face meeting with God, Dan Songyang, Bei Songyang only knew how naive and ridiculous the previous idea was.

"This is the unity of the origin, does the true passive exist?"

Bei Songyang's body and soul were almost torn apart by this thunder sound. The thunder, which was originally revealed in the void, shattered at once.

"One source, one sourceless state. North Songyang, you should be practicing Maori supernatural powers more than six thousand years ago. I didn't expect that since the man's death, there are still people practicing Maori supernatural powers, and you have reached this level Come on, you are very good. "

God's laughter came, but it came into Beisongyang's ears, but it seemed extremely horrible. He shuddered, shook his head, and shook his head violently.

"Shen Wu Da Fa!"

As soon as the voice fell, on Bei Songyang's head, a tremendous light was suddenly released, and each light seemed to form a small world.

Countless Xiaoqian worlds have spun up and appeared in the void of heaven and earth. At the same time, these thoughts are also guarding their bodies, making the whole North Songyang safe.

But I don't know where it is. Suddenly there was a "tearing" sound, as if something broke.

"The power of birth and death."

At this moment, a crack in space suddenly shattered from the front, and the mysterious giant palm passed from this space, reaching out, covering it towards the front, and covering it fiercely. .

Xiaoqian World, which had originally appeared above the head of North Songyang, was also crushed at this time, and endless cracks appeared.

"Ahhhhhhhhh ..."

Bei Songyang's screams came out, and his body seemed to be pulled apart by this giant palm, his flesh and blood were vague, and it was suddenly terrifying and terrible.

Suddenly before, a wave of mist condensed in the void, turned into a figure, and finally wrapped the whole soul of Beisongyang.

"Dafa Divine Sound, anxious like a law, escape!"

Bei Songyang's voice suddenly became extremely sharp, but his blood was very weak.

After being smashed part of the body's mind by the means of the God of Danting just now, Beisongyang now seems to be aging for hundreds of years. This kind of injury can at least take hundreds of thousands of years to ease up

"go!"

In the end, Bei Songyang dragged his broken body and thoughts of the soul, all escaped into the depths of the void and disappeared.

And the mysterious voice that had been working on North Songyang was not heard again, and a figure appeared slowly in the void.

This figure was wrapped in mist and mist, and even the facial features could not be seen.

Only his blink of an eye, like a light, was very mysterious, blinking.

"North Songyang, Malay magical power?"

At this time, the misty hands of the God of the Danting Court suddenly had a crystallized thought, which was actually forced out of the spirit of the North Songyang before.

Then the five fingers of the Danting God were squeezed down fiercely, and the countless ashes of this divine thought directly flowed into the mind of the Danting God.

For a moment, the light-like eyes of God's Lord Danting flashed again, and there was a slight voice: "Well? This North Songyang actually has such a background. Not only that, but the young man he met in his memory. It should be Xiao Naihe, who is beside Liu Xiu. I heard that this son is known as San Xiu Sheng Zi, after the ancient holy saint. I did n’t expect to be the heir to the North and South clothing. Handprint, this opportunity ... "

At this time, the Lord of the Court of Tingting, the light in his eyes slightly blended together, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, I saw his palm stretched out, and I wanted to catch it in the void, and a stream of air solidified into strange crystals.

"It seems to be the last time I see. The mantle of Beinanyi, now that he is on the central continent, then I will take a trip."

The voice fell slightly, and then the mist on the body of the Lord Danting disappeared.

Xiao Naihe, who was far away from the central continent, was leaning near Tianmen at this time.

And a voice rang out from his mind, the words were strong and the clang was strong.

"Xiao Naihe, did you start with others just now?"

The master of this voice is Mr. Long.

Mr. Long also felt a little weird. He quickly turned his mind into a thread, which was introduced into Xiao Naihe's mind.

This magical method is not uncommon. In the late nineth layer, you can spread your mind beyond the space of 100,000 miles, or even hundreds of thousands of miles.

Xiao Naihe also has this kind of supernatural power. If he wants now, he can turn his voice into a line and send it directly into Yantian Pavilion.

In the realm of him and Mr. Long, the distance is not much.

In an instant, you can travel the world.

After receiving the voice of Mr. Long, Xiao Naihe was also not hypocritical. "It was a troublesome person, but he has been driven away. For the next period of time, it is estimated that there is no danger.

"Did you come to the Central Continent before, the one behind you who calculated you?"

"Yes, but I still don't understand his identity."

Xiao Nai deliberately concealed the identity of Bei Songyang. He did not even tell Qi Lian Songping, and Mr. Long was no exception.

"Really, be careful, after all, this central ..."