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Although the heavenly emperor is a supernatural power, it is the light and shadow portrait of Lin Feng's mana, but the appearance of the facial features is exactly the same as that of Lin Feng himself. It is not a mud wood carving, and he has the charm of Lin Feng himself.

For Jing Yuhou, Cheng Tiandi’s reaction was like an adult, facing a child who kept rushing to fight.

Under normal circumstances, they ignore it. Adults are self-contained and do their own business. The children are really confused. They frown and slap the palms on the ground. Then they let the bears cry alone. He continues to do it himself. Other things.

The more Lin Feng did not put Jing Yuhou in his heart, the more unrecognizable Jing Haohou, who was very self-study.

However, the killer that he prepared himself was absolutely indifferent and did not work. This made Jing Hao Hou not dare to let go, and only broke his teeth and swallowed his throat, so his heart was even more aggrieved.

Seeing that the Emperor of Heaven and Earth began to collect the chaotic corpse, Jing Hao Hou felt the heart is bleeding: "That should be the opportunity of the prince!"

However, he did not dare to stay too much, otherwise Lin Feng would spare his hand and he would be difficult to leave.

What's more, he was only able to deal with the emperor's flag, and he recovered the imperial flag of the emperor. The ancient gods who guarded Xiao Zhener's ancient gods had already escaped from poverty, and the imposing manners were killed. Xiao Yu, Shi Tianqi and others were also on the sidelines. Tiger eye.

Jing Haohou smashed his own picture, and suddenly there were countless streams of light, streamers, pavilions, rivers and lakes, sun and sun, and the rain and the rain, everything is not included.

At this moment, with the streamer bursting, the heavens and the earth in which the flow changes are also exploding, as if countless spaces collapse together.

The power of violent rushes to the ancient pens and Xiao Yu and others. Wherever you go, the space turns into nothingness.

It is almost the same as the strike power of the three gods. It is going to collapse one side of the world.

In the void battlefield, the chaotic time and space flow, suddenly more chaotic. Go away completely.

Jing Hao Hou is a human sinister, and the spell attack is included in the thunderstorm.

At this moment, the violent thunder robbery suddenly subsided, and in the void, the appearance of a young girl in a green robe, the girl sitting cross-legged, the golden light on her head, the action of a baby girl sitting cross-legged, sitting in the void Among them. Put your hands together with your hands.

The baby girl fell into the top of the girl in the green robe. The girl opened her eyes and did not look at the sudden horror spells in front of her. Instead, she looked at Xiao Yu, not far from her side. On weekdays, she always had a clear wave of ancient wells and finally pan. Start people.

She smiled and smiled. "Xiao Xiao brother..."

The two-handed method changes continuously, and a symbol suddenly flies out and floats in the air in front of her. Fuxi Li shines brightly, and a red and a basket of two light beams are intertwined, and the spiral advances, and the horror spell magical power released by the Minhou scrolls in the foreground.

The two forces collide. It is a red and blue light column, which has destroyed the ray of light that Jing Haohou released!

Pavilions and pavilions, thousands of sights. They are like glazed tiles, and they are crushed. Turned into ruin dust.

She is also a banned horror spell. The same as a one-time treasure, the power is better.

Jing Hao Hou eyes lightly stared at the girl in the green robe, snoring, screaming at Xiao Yu and others for the magic of the moment, not killing the imperial flag rolled up black light, disappeared into the void.

Seeing the Qingpao girl has the ability to block the magical sorcerer's spells, and the Emperor of Heaven and Earth does not have more control, but concentrates on collecting the chaotic corpses.

As for Jing Yuhou, Lin Feng smiled and licked the ancient Emperor's knife at hand, and then looked at the golden infancy of Yuan Ying, which was captured by Yue Hongyan. He only gave one sentence to the other party.

Young man, welcome to you, welcome to come again, welcome to send you often.

Looking at Xiao Yu, who is still somewhat unfair, Lin Feng smiled and said: "Compared to him, there are people you value more."

Xiao Yu heard the words, immediately turned to look at the Qingpao girl, the throat rolled slightly: "Really..."

No matter how far apart, no matter how long each time, a figure will remain in his mind forever. Not only will it not fade away, but it will become more and more profound, like the imprint of engraving on the soul.

Compared with the last time, the girl’s temperament is more ethereal. She just crossed the void and thundered into a child, making her whole person seem to be united with the void.

In front of other people, Xiao Zhener is always so cold. Only when she faces Xiao Yu, she reveals the look of a little child. The lotus step moves lightly and comes to Xiao Yu. The dagger is slightly biased. The lips are a bit smiling.

"Xiao Xiao brother, you seem to be a little taller than before."

Xiao Yan smiled: "Come on me again."

Although Lin Feng’s deity is not on the scene, he can still see a warm scene in front of him.

He smiled slightly and took his attention back. He placed it on the black rock side. Jing Haohou left, no one can stop Shi Tianyi's footsteps. Although there are other Yuan Ying later ancestors, Shi Tianyi still shines four. Shoot, sweep the audience.

A pair of heavy squats seem to have alternate rotations of the sun and the moon, and the flaws in the magical powers of all people are unobstructed.

The Great Leiyin Temple's immovable King Buddha body protector body, too virtual view of the Taishang Jiuzhen true God Baoyu Kaidao, almost like no one.

Even the tricks under his feet are too imaginary to slap on the top of the law, step by step in the void, step by step, it seems to go to the sky, so that the opponent's spells can not touch his clothes.

The trick is singular, and there is a heavy force to reduce the speed of the enemy, so that there is a group of strong infants in the field, and even want to besiege him can not do.

One person hardly resists everyone's attack, Shi Tianyi may not be able to do it, but he obviously does not want to work so hard, and does not want to expose himself too many cards.

But Shi Tianyi saved his strength, and everyone still couldn’t help him.

At this moment, the radiance of the black rock, the glory gradually dimmed, the surface of the rock, a large number of stones and debris began to fall off, spreading toward the surrounding.

"Baby is going to be born!"

The offensive is even more urgent, and it is necessary to push back Shi Tianyi, who is closest to the black rock.

Shi Tianyi’s movements at this moment were a little slow and slow, and his eyes looked at the black rock, slightly frowning.

He suddenly closed his right eye, only his left eye squatted, and the heavy eyes in his left eye, the more dazzling the light, the looming image of the sun, the moon and the stars annihilated between the openings, as if reflecting the universe, the past and the past.

Under the gaze of Shi Tianyi's left eye, all the illusions seem to have vanished, and they are false and true, revealing their true colors.

His left eye stared at the black rock, his face was still calm, and the light flashed, and he let the road open, and he was far away from the black rock.

Other monks were slightly wrong, but most people still seized this opportunity and rushed forward to the black rock.

Only a few ancestors of the late Yuan Ying, faintly felt wrong, but also stopped, gazing back and forth between Shi Tianyi and the black rock, watching the change.

At this moment, the black rock completely disintegrated and turned into a whole piece of dust, which spread all over the void and spread toward the distant four.

A piece of star fragments completely disintegrated, no longer existed, but everyone could not take care of it. Everyone paid attention to the treasures that were born after the black stars were broken.

A very unknown, full of enchanting breath came from it, extremely powerful.

Layers of black gas surging, like a thick fog, can make the horror of the eternal silence of all things pervag, but in the dark fog, there is white light faintly flashing, revealing the vitality of life.

Everyone looked at it and saw that it was not a treasure in the dark fog and white light, but a young man.

The young man was full of white hair, and the cloak was scattered behind him. It was quite dusty, but it was chilling and horrible.

The black and white light gradually gathered all over the youth. The youth looked calm and the eyes calmed across the crowd. The line of sight was ruthless.

"What happened? Is it a person?"

"Is it a strange stream? No, this mana fluctuates. It is true that people are right. It is repaired... Jindan later."

The white-haired youth no longer look at them. Instead, they look around the environment and look at the dark space in the void battlefield. After a long time, they sigh, but they don’t speak.

After the disappearance of black and white light, his mana seemed to be more ordinary, that is, a late monk of Jindan who had not passed the thunder and robbery.

The Yuan dynasty ancestors frowned and asked: "No, the spiritual fluctuations in the black rock are not the mana, but there are indeed treasures. Young people, things are handed over. This is not something you can get, forcibly possessed. Is to give yourself a disaster."

The white-haired youth glanced at him indifferently, did not speak, turned his head and looked behind him.

It was discovered by everyone that behind this white-haired youth, there was a tiny black hole in the space. What is strange is that this space black hole did not produce huge suction, but it was constantly twisted there.

There is a hidden light in the black hole.

"Where!" Someone suddenly flew up and made a madness toward the white-haired youth: "Let's get out!"

The white-haired youth looks indifferent, and the body stands still intact. It is just raising his hand to the casualter, and the indifferent and low-pitched voice echoes in the void.

"Lonely."

In an instant, the space around the body of the monk in the early days of the Yuan Ying, there was no sign of a lot of black gas, and fell into a dead silence.

It seems that one side is empty, completely integrated with silence, turned into death, all matter, all aura, all life, all annihilated, turned into nothing.

Even space and time have been obliterated and no longer exist.

The monk who attacked Wang Lin’s early Yuan Ying did not blink and disappeared directly.

Everyone around, sighed and sighed.

A late monk of Jindan, killing a monk in the early days of the Yuan Ying, using only one finger? !

It’s not that I have never seen the late Jinxi’s monks crossing the border to kill the ancestors of Yuan Ying. Although rare, it is not unacceptable.

But this white-haired youth is so relaxed, so casual, so... overbearing!

In the late period of Jindan, killing the early days of Yuan Ying, such as killing chickens and dogs!

Even easier than killing a chicken and a dog, you are already a dead person with a finger. (To be continued.)