The old man sighed with a sigh: "God is not a concrete enemy. It is everywhere, and it is full of eternal. As long as the five domains are still there, the will of God will last forever. If you destroy a point of God, while you are destroying, There is a very good will to reproduce."

The young man immortal: "That, what should I do?"

"We are going against the sky this time. God is our biggest enemy. It has been brewing for 100,000 years, and it has broken out in the present. It is often said that it is a matter of doing things. But this time, we have to suddenly erupt and play God’s will. One is caught off guard, and the people win the day!"

The old man of Shishi said, indicating that there is no evil: "We have arranged a set of ten sacred sorrows, and have successfully trapped all the nearby southern dynasties. But this big array is only a small part, the power It has not played a tenth. The catastrophe has been raging and it will not last long."

"Next, I and the other digital celestials will use the soul to sacrifice and continue to arrange this large array. As a result, this large array can reach 90% of the power, only one step, it is completely complete. There will be no chance to escape.

"So great!" The young singer heard his eyes straight and looked very incomprehensible.

The old man from Shishi continued to sigh: "After I die, you are the first force. You must remember that you are born from a dream, only nine hours of life. Every time you do, your cultivation will rise. A turn. Now, you have just become a seven-turn celestial, life is only two hours left. You will become stronger and stronger, until the moment of death, you will be promoted to nine turns, one hit No one can stop!"

"Is the nine-turn very powerful?" The young sergeant looked ignorant.

The old man of Shishi smiled and said: "Of course. Nine turns is the limit of the whole world. It is the strongest peak. There is no such thing as a turn in the world, so the nine turns are the strongest!"

"I can only live two hours, will the time be too short? When two hours pass, will I die? What is it?" The young Yan Xian asked one after another.

The old man of Shishi explained patiently: "Everything has been planned, and two hours are more than enough. If the plan fails, how long it will take, the victory and defeat are difficult to recover."

"As for what is death..."

When the old man of Shishi said it, he paused and said slowly, in a low voice: "Death is the ultimate life and the beginning of life."

The young sergeant scratched his head and seemed to understand.

The old man took a deep breath, his skinny old body, trembled in the wind, as if the next moment was to be blown down by the wind.

He looks into the distance.

His eyes were not white, black, and there were countless reflections at the moment.

There are square sources in the reflection, there are white condensed ice, there are ten sacred stagnations and no life, there are heavenly celestial celestials, there are southern Xinjiang celestials, there is Yishan Mountain, there is a horrible chaos...

"The time has come." The old man opened his eyes. "But before I die, I will use the remaining life to calculate for you. Remember my golden jade, it will help you greatly."

Just after this, the life of the old Shishi people will quickly weaken.

The next moment, he suddenly widened his eyes, the first time his face showed a confused color, seems to have doubts and panic about the results of the push.

He turned his head hard and looked at the innocent young sage, his eyes were extremely complicated.

After his lips squirmed a few times, he finally spit out a few words: "Own... People... Be careful... Defeat..."

He struggled to open the open-air machine. When he spoke, his body began to turn into a flying sand and dissipated in the wind.

When he said that he was "failed," he had no extra time, completely dissipated, and disappeared.

His soul was sucked up by the big array, and he was completely integrated into the battle.

Not only the old man of the Rock, but also among the shadows of the shadows, there are also several people who sacrifice themselves and integrate the soul into the big battle.

90% - ten extinct stagnation, no big life!

The glory of the glory suddenly burst into the sky.

At this moment, even the vast and devastating disasters were eclipsed.

The brilliance is so glaring, the immortals in southern Xinjiang can't help but close their eyes.

The light flashed, and the southern Xinjiang celestial people quickly blinked.

I saw that the square was covered with a huge array of giants.

The ten celestial celestial beings stand in a hover, are separated from each other, stand on the outermost periphery, and face a group of southern Xinjiang.

Nine of them were wearing black robes, and their faces were covered under the hood, which was mysterious.

The last one left is the young man who is immortal. He looked around and was very curious. After all, he was just born seven hours, and it is understandable to explore the novelty of the whole world.

"what happened?"

"What happened? How can this array be enhanced so much!"

Originally under the ravages of the disaster, the squadron has been shaken, but now it has become like a giant reef on the beach, the steel in the wind, not moving, and stable.

When I noticed this, the hearts of the Southern Xinjiang Immortals were half cold.

Eight turns to the immortal to the sea, and then refuse to protect the other six turns of the immortals, choose a direction, and go to the ten sacred and deadly.

"Give me a ghost, let me die!" He shouted, his palms shot, a huge wave of waves rising out of the air, the blue water was 10,000 tons, whistling, slamming into a black In front of the robe.

"Protect him!" The rest of the three eight-turn Zhu Xian, shot together, struggling to resist the disaster on the top of the head, to protect the ocean.

When the sea has the help of others, the defense pressure is plummeting, laughing loudly, letting go of the hands and feet, and then urging Xianyuan.

The waves are re-emerging, and there is a sense of obscuring the sun. It seems that the ancient wild animals opened their mouths and swept the world, engulfing everything!

Seeing this innocently, I wanted to leave for support, but I was stopped by a black robe around me: "Occupy the eye, don't shake it. He can handle it."

Sure enough, the next moment, the mysterious fairy who faced the impact of the waves, suddenly burst into the sky.

In the twinkling of an eye, the area with a black robe and a fairy, and a thousand miles, has turned into a hot lava world.

More than ten feet high azure waves rushed into the array and were evaporated into a large amount of white mist.

Call -!

Then, the flame roared, spread rapidly, and the violent high temperature immediately emptied the mist.

"This kind of power... I almost couldn't control it!"

He stood proudly in the center of the magma, and now the black robe on his body has been burned and destroyed, revealing the true face.

Fang Yuan’s pupils shrink and recognize this person.

Southern Xinjiang, the immortals also exclaimed: "You turned out to be ten sinister sinister - Yanhuang Lei Ze!"

This person is participating in the 100-day war, and the success of the breakthrough of Yanhuang Lei Zexian stiff. After being captured by Xue Hu’s ancestors, he was successfully rescued by the Zombie’s burning witches and other people.

Unexpectedly, it will appear here!

"Is it a deadlock in the southern Xinjiang dynasty? Is it wrong? If it is a squad, it is impossible for the burning witch to know. Maybe..."

Shadowong!

These two words suddenly came out of Fang Yuan’s mind.

Fang Yuan is a jī Ling, and the situation is getting worse. His own situation, in fact, is trapped in the same way as the Southern Xinjiang.

When the sea attack failed, it only had to hate and retreat.

The catastrophe in the sky seems to be a storm, not only does it stop for a moment, but the power is also growing.

There was a scream of horror and horror in the air.

The eight turns of the immortals have been self-satisfied, and many of the bottom six turns have been murdered on the spot.

On weekdays, the high-ranking monks, in the catastrophe, are as fragile as a chicken.

A large number of seven turns of the celestial beings can only follow the tide, as if it were a small seesaw in the storm. If you are involuntarily, you will be swallowed up by the tsunami.

The disaster catastrophe is hard to resist, and the ten sacred sorrows are incomprehensible and stable, and the ruins are not broken.

At the juncture of life and death, let them abandon their former suspicions and cooperate sincerely.

They soon thought of it, and in the end only the only way to survive.

That is the fairy tale room!

Only the fairy squatting house has the ultimate defensive power to withstand the horrific and horrific horror of the horror.

At the same time, the attacking power of the fairy squatter house is also the best weapon to break through the ten-story stagnation and innocence.

The fairy tale house hidden deep in the ground is the hope of the Southern Xinjiang Immortals!

Although there is a ban on imperialism, it is difficult for Nanjiang Zhuxian to get close to themselves. However, this banned immortality has no damage to Xianxie. The power of Xianyu will be weakened in it, but it is still stronger than most common means.

"In combination with the power of me, I bombed the Yitian Mountain and took out the horrible chaos!" Chen Xian Jia Yi shouted.

However, there is still a lot of effort to shoot, there are only four eight-turn Zhu Xian.

Under the bombardment of the catastrophe, the seven turns of the celestial beings can only be exhausted.

The indiscriminate bombing of the four-eighth turn did not affect the Yitian Mountain.

The hòu real cloud layer over the Yitian Mountain ~lightnovelpub.net~ got the power of ten sinless stagnation and stagnation, and became soft and soft.

It swallowed up all the offensives, and after the clouds rolled over for a while, they returned to calm.

Four eight turns, and they returned without success.

Their eyes are sharp, their teeth are gnashing, their attacks are not stopped, and their faces are getting crazy.

On the Yitian Mountain, it is quiet and peaceful.

Everyone is kept in the dark and knows nothing about the thrilling situation in the high air.

As long as a little bit of catastrophe is leaked, the Yitian Mountain will be gone, and all the mortal sergeants will be wiped out.

Fang Yuan looked up at the sky and his face was dignified.

"When did you have this situation in the past life? We don't know, we don't know that death is on our head. Calm, calm!"

Fang Yuan took a few deep breaths and forced himself to get rid of the tension and uneasiness in his heart, forcing himself to calm down and think.

The shadow of the singer's big hand, calculated the southern Xinjiang Zhu Xian, Fang Yuan also fell into it, can not extricate themselves.

"Black Loulan and Lishan Fairy participated in the gamble, but now they are both in the ecstasy of the land, using the squatting valley to practice the soul. This smashing inside and outside, actually banned all my communication means!"

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