Divine Brilliance

> "It is really fallen!"

Dry Tianshan Mountain, sacrifice on the platform. At this time, Kong Rui is looking at the night sky.

It can be seen that in the singer of the stars, a flash of blood flashed, and many stars were slightly dimmed.

This change is not visible to ordinary people, even if it is a monk in the fairyland, it is hard to detect.

Kong Rui looked at the King of Copper coins, but there was no omission.

"The blood of the road -"

Although it is small, it is not enough to reinvigorate the door. But this star scene, since he touched the science of mathematics, is still the first time.

"Kong Jianzheng!"

Zong Ling’s voice came from the side and interrupted Kong Rui’s thoughts. Between words, it is full of smiles and anxious.

"At this time, it is too late, you and I will go back as early as possible! This kind of spiritually sorrowful person has not started to work on Tianshan in recent days. But there are many monks in the spiritual world, and there are no ghosts, maybe there are people lurking in the city. Be careful -"

If you are not worried about the safety of Zong Shou, if you want to know the situation of the central cloud land at this time. He will never agree, accompanying Kong Rui to come to the heavenly platform to observe the star.

This person is not only the Secretary of the Department of Justice, but also the country. It is the left army's checkpoint, and now is the father of Kong Yao, who is in charge of the overall situation of the Tianshan Mountains.

If there is any mistake, how can he explain?

Kong Rui shook his head.

"It's okay!"

Still relying on Wen Wangdao to look at the sky, look and focus.

"The Lord is already! It is over -"

Zong Ling’s ‘咦’ is full of incomprehensible meaning. Has the owner been jealous? What does it mean?

By the way, he had heard from Kong Rui a few days ago. This person means no market?

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Kong Rui’s words are still going on. Zong Ling’s eyes are stunned. All eyes are unbelievable.

The **** robbery of the door, no body died? How can this be?

You can see Kong Rui’s look, but it seems to be serious.

The martyrdom is either that the Secretary is insane. Either it is true.

The mind is slightly fixed, anyway, just wait until tomorrow, you can know the result.

The great cause of the dilemma is such a great thing that it cannot be stopped.

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The Taoist dilemma, no market at this time is fixed, standing on the front of the array.

Dozens of Taoist people around have flashed their bodies and made it hollow. After looking at the market without a market, they all looked silent and silent.

Everything is in the realm. Some people with status. Promise is also within the crowd. Looking at the no market, my heart is a sigh.

After his resurrection. The duo has turned over. At this time, when I saw no market, I fell into such a miserable shape, but I couldn’t help but be sad and sad.

More people around are coming together and they are all disciples. No one is close, standing outside Baizhang. Many people are calm and crouching on the ground. This is a younger disciple who has received the benefits of no market.

The whole ten-feet, the body of no market, is finally a hint of silk.

It’s just the rest of the effort, but it’s already possible to find out how that sword is so powerful.

Within a hundred feet, all the time is a sword mark.

There is no gray face in the market, a trace of blood, pouring from the lips.

The long sword in the hand was sheathed, and then a smile.

"I can't help it! Recall, too early, silk flower, three years -"

Everyone was slightly stunned, and they couldn’t help but should be sorry because they had never blocked the sword of Zong Shou.

The recall of the word should be to recall the spiritual gatekeeper in the east of Yunlu.

As for the beginning of the day, or refers to the master, what is the beginning of the sword?

In fact, only from that sword, the people can perceive a few points.

So what does this flower mean? What is the meaning of three years?

Everyone is puzzled and wants to ask. Just in front of me, the body of the market without a market is a sharp sword, and it is shocked.

There were very few initials, but later it was more than a thousand roads. And the body of no market, in this moment, turned into fly ash, floating in the air.

So within this dilemma, it is dead again, no one speaks. Among the people, even the four enemies of the opponents before the market, there is a bit of sadness and sadness at the moment.

At this moment, Xiao Xiangzi even wants to anger and vent his resentment and unbelief.

Qiuhua is dead, and the teacher is no different from the market. How can this be? It must be that I am dreaming -

The fists are pinched and the nails are pierced into the flesh. The tingling, but reminded him that it is true!

In the eyes of the two, blood and tears flowed down. From now on, he and the defender must not wear the sky!

Suddenly, Xiang Xiangzi felt a few lines of sight and looked cold and cold.

He was shocked and looked down. Then the heart is completely cold, and people are dead and tea. The teacher has just left, are these ready to attack him?

Looking back, I saw only the tens of thousands of monk monks, all of them were gray and gray, and they looked gloomy.

Xiao Xiangzi could not help but sneak a glimpse of it. Most of these people are also complaining about his master.

Also with him, by that person, completely ruined the arrogance of being an elite of the door.

This battle has almost interrupted the backbone of the Taoist dilemma -

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In the dilemma of the Tao, the atmosphere is still sinking. Zong Shouzheng is standing on Mount Lu, closing his eyes and thinking.

The whole mountain below is already not in the majority. Therefore, at this moment, he can only stand volley.

"It seems that the obstacle was broken."

Zong Shou’s mouth whispered, and then opened his eyes, the starburst flashed.

With the third dark flower, the soul of tens of thousands of people. The moment when Shi Zhanyuan’s Taichu sword was so strong, he could not help but make his heart clear and suffocate. It is also clear that the layer blocks his spiritual thoughts and the 'film' of the world's transportation. By his sword, he forcibly opened several cracks.

I haven't seen any signs of recovery, as if I have added a force, I can completely break this film.

The feeling of faintness, the number of his own robbery, is also eager to move. Just one more time, it seems that only the movements of the Taichu sword are used, and I am afraid that there will be a robbery drop immediately.

A smile of Zong Shou’s "嘿" retracted the mind. It is not the time now. Even if there is a 10% confidence. It is impossible to attack the spiritual environment within the hinterland of the road.

I remembered that there was no market, and that was the sword. A glimmer of light in the scorpion.

This person, although Zong Shou is annoyed, but can not help but admit his excellence.

If it is not today, the trend of a country. And with the help of all these advantages.

He is hard to beat a sword.

That year’s swordsmanship is also true –

Just a sword, a sword that was firmly suppressed by his etheric sword, deprived him of at least ten years of life.

Today's Shouyuan is only three years old.

However, this is only normal. Zong Shou turned his head and looked at the ‘晗曦’ with a different look.

At this moment, the life in his body is real. It was actually a reply.

In the blink of an eye, it has returned to a life span of about ten years.

Then I remembered that he was behind this holy fire ant. It is the deed of life and death.

If you are born, you will be born. If you die, you will die, but if you die. The same is true for the soul.

Life and death, lifelong sharing, when his life will be exhausted, it will finally play a role.

Zong Shou could not help but be whimsical, that is the case. So, can he not look at the book of the universe without any scruples?

Anyway, there is a sturdy life, the real thing is holding, not squatting -

This thought started, Zong Shou shook his head again. Really want to be like this, this is only born differently, it is strange to not kill it immediately!

It’s just a matter of chaos, that is, it’s already over the thunder and bombardment. He is safe and sound.

Zong Shouxin’s thoughts and feelings of Xiaojin are just jealous.

- From beginning to end, there are only three hijackings, and the power is far less than when Xiaojin was robbed.

Born and born, it is born of the resentment of the heavens and the earth, killing more, and still being sheltered by heaven and earth.

This is the difference, the difference between the mother and the mother--

This small gold is obviously better than nothing, not to be seen.

When the white mangling dissipated, the body of the beggar, but again and again, the silver wire was scattered and turned into a braid.

The remaining six silver ants were also flying in the air. Attached to the worm, wrapped in those silver threads.

When Zong Shouzheng did not know why, he saw the little dirt dog and got out of the soil below.

Then he flew to him and spit the same thing in his mouth. There is another, but it is still in the mouth, refused to spit.

"Do you have a balloon?"

Among them is a fist-sized ball with a yellowish color.

This object is always heard, but it is the real hub of the Yuanyuan qi and Yuan dynasty. The pillar of the big array can absorb the key to rebounding the true spirit.

It is rumored that this thing is the spiritual thing of a piece of land produced in the era of the cloud.

The original intention of the Pingdao Taoist is to refine it into Xianbao. It is a pity that after many attempts, it is impossible to refine or smelt it with the soul.

Finally, helpless, simply based on this bead, cloth mixed with a gas pass.

Zong Shou couldn’t help but smile, just as the guardian of the Tianshan Mountains, still under construction.

Based on this bead, a mixed air and a gas array will be able to stabilize the mountains after the Tianshan City, and there will be no monks in this city.

Naturally, this also needs to be changed and fully enriched. The home of the dry Tianshan Mountain can be far from the Ping An Road. This small sect can compare another one in the ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Xiaoyinkou, but it is also a jade bead. It is also yellow, which is much lighter than that of the mixed element, and the color is slightly impure.

"This is, earth sinking beads?"

If the spirit of the top grade is subdivided, it is the eight elements.

Zong Shou’s thoughts turned slightly, and I knew that this was the treasure that caused the interest of Xiao Xiao.

The heart is strangely surprised, this thing is bred, is this peace road never noticed?

The next moment, I shook my head again and laughed. This soil is a distance from the mixed elements, but it should be born from the latter.

The plan of this peaceful road is mostly to treat this thing, and to be taken when it is more advanced.

It’s just this whistling day, isn’t it a fire unicorn with a **** variation? Want this thing to do?

Doubtful, looked at the whistle. I saw the latter, a scornful sigh, Zong Shou dumbfounded, patted its small head.