MTL - Cultivating to Become a Great Celestial-Chapter 222 :break in

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The artifact recognises the Lord and flies up to thousands of meters in height. Although Guanghua is restrained, there are some strong people who see it.

It was over the immortal sect of Yunlai, right above Bu Laosong. Because of this, no one in the real immortal world went there to find out. Also in the real devil world, some people saw it.

"That is the weapon of the gods of the warrior chasing the wind, and it is born." As soon as this weapon came out, the storms resurrected, and it was like a danger, so it became famous.

"Our demon will reunite the mountains of the two realms, and the weapons of the ancient protoss will also see a lot of daylight."

It has just found a suitable parasite, and has a lot of grudges in it. After thousands of years without seeing the sun, I finally managed to condense and shape, and finally found a suitable and satisfactory body. As a result, I just came back and waited for a full five years before I found a second body that can be parasitic.

And this body needs to carry the virtual mountain of the two kingdoms on his own, without the help of a giant scorpion connected with the soul and growing up for nearly a thousand years, he has to walk along the virtual mountain. Although he had been holding on before, and there was no complaint, but since parasitizing the last body, and recovering from the previous time, moving the mountain devil is still a little unaccustomed.

His body was full of anger and black gas, making the surrounding trees yellow, the blades of grass low, and the snakes dead. However, Yan Yuqing was unaware of its coercion. He just looked up at the distant sky, looked at the two people who were restrained and hugged and kissed.

Yan Yuqing has always wanted to be strong, to be strong, not to be weak by anyone. He has been in the sword building since he was young, and chose the killing faction. He never left because of the huge killing intention in the sword-washing pond, the powerful sword intention on the stone tablet. Although Mo Jianlou was weak at that time, Yan Yuqing always believed that the strongest sword in the entire field of cultivation was intended to Mo Jianlou.

In the sword washing pond.

Among those names engraved on the stele. He will one day be such a strong man.

He received assassination missions in the cultivation world to earn spirit stones and threw them into the sword-washing pond in order to keep the sword-washing pool's formation aura. All monks at Mo Jianlou believe that he was there to support his family, but he was only trying to become stronger.

Hao Ran's righteous monks only need to hold swords to raise swords. In fact, they almost do not need the killing power in the sword-washing pond. In other words, the only people who really need to support the pond with spirit stones are the two killing factions. However, Master does n’t have the heart of a strong man, and a qualified master is already willing to be ordinary.

And he is unwilling because he is not ordinary. He felt that he had a fighting spirit, a heart that was strong when he was strong.

There was a disciple who suggested that it would be better not to continue to raise the pond, because they have no ability to raise it. It was he and the master who disagreed and persuaded the head to continue to sell the Sword House. He took the initiative to go out to take the task and earn Taking the spirit stone to provide for the consumption of the spirit stone in the washing pond, and he became the core figure of the Sword Sword House, and became a praised brother and a nephew.

He also became the little master praised in that population.

She was a middle-aged woman at first, and the weak, he did not pay much attention, even if she had made a lot of elixir for him.

He was no exception when everyone in the door gave gifts. He gave her a wood carving, and didn't spend much effort. With his sword technique, he carved a vague outline and a round white, which took no time.

Later, she returned. Coming back as a strong, still so beautiful, Xiu is far superior to his strong.

In a short time, she realized the true spirit of righteousness, and he lost the sword to her.

Constantly getting stronger, defeating the strong is his unshakable goal, so they are better than swords every day, and he keeps losing.

That beautiful face, that person, was suddenly imprinted in his heart during this period. What he did not know was whether this was a chase for the strong or because he really liked it.

She is strong but gentle.

She is strong but looks good to other weak.

She is a strong person, thinking not to continue to become stronger, not to leave to find a bigger world, but to nest in the Mo Jianlou and live a simple life with a group of people.

He carefully carved her woodcarving, and saw the woodcarving take shape little by little. At that time, he felt that maybe he was not only seeking to become stronger.

Of course, the arrow has left the string, and it is difficult to turn back.

Yan Yuqing slowly lowered his head, and slowly unrolled the scroll that had been rolled up in his hands, his eyes fell on the light at the end.

Suddenly, Yan Yuqing smiled.

If Su Tingyun becomes stronger, he will be the same as before. If he wants to come, he will not have so much thought. Beauty, who doesn't love it?

Such a charming woman, a man in this world, will be interested in her. He used to think stubbornly that the body belonged to Su Tingyun, that's what she should be, so he also thought about killing the real master of the body, but now ...

Su Zingyun no longer needs that body.

And the same appearance and body will make people feel that it is not the same face because of different expressions. His silence and gaze made 熹 光 心 花 Bloom, that smile is more like Yu Youhua which suddenly blooms in the dark, gorgeous and eye-catching, and the body softens into water, and the light softens, Am I? "

The tone is like a yellow warbler whispering softly, wavy and melodious.

Above 10,000 miles, the woman wearing the girl's skin was kissed, her face was red and her ears were red. Even if she was so far away, he could still feel that she was nervous.

After all, it's different.

"Master." Yuan Guang reached out and gently raised Yan Yuqing's frown, but at this time her touch made Yan Yuqing take a step back.

With the beauty on the beauty map, the master strength will also increase. It's just that Yan Yuqing has two mountains. The enhancement of this beauty map is dispensable for him.

He only spoiled him, but at this time he suddenly didn't want to have any physical contact with her. Yan Yuqing hurriedly threw the picture of the beauty outward, with the back of the picture facing up, and the beauty on the picture fell completely into the mud. They could have avoided it, but they did not dare to act in the slightest because it was the master's behavior.

Bai Lu shook the feather fan and smiled slightly, and a few sarcasm's satirical glances swept around Lu Guang, and he was silent again.

At this time, Yan Yuqing said, "We will do our best to destroy the Jiehe seal."

For the true immortal world, by preventing Yan Yuqing from becoming stronger and killing him when he becomes stronger, he can never suffer future troubles.

For Yan Yuqing, if he took down the real protoss, he would have no ties, no fear, and he could abandon everything and become a real demon.

Now he is still human.

There was a man who shook his strong heart.

Now, only by severing all the ties, can he be transformed into a true demon, summoning hundreds of thousands of monsters, and killing three thousand worlds.

He was in a magic barrier and couldn't stop. Yan Yuqing looked up and glanced again, her hands slowly gathered and clenched into fists.

...

In the true immortal world, Zhao Xi, the lord of Yunlai immortal, was injured. Although the black and white compensated him for some elixir, the effect of the elixir was far less than that of Suyuechi, and his injury has only recovered 20%.

Zhao Xi was angry, but helpless. Bu Laosong approached her, and he had no reason or strength to oppose anything. Originally intended to grab the artifact while Su Zingyun was there alone, but in the end, a total of three people stayed on the mountain, and Bu Laosong did not allow others to approach at all. All his plans were brought to naught, and nothing left in his heart.

Yunlai Xianzong now has two black and white people living long, even if they are not reconciled, they can only hold back in silence.

At this time, in the hall of Yunlai Xianzong, the elders of Baijiajiu and an elder of the Heijia stood in front of the stone of Yunlai Xianzong and communicated with the masters of the main gates.

After counting for a full quarter of an hour, the feedback was not satisfactory.

There are only fourteen talents in the true immortal world.

The ancient protoss battled, flesh and blood poured into the world. How could they never have imagined that, for example, physical fitness would become so scarce today.

Fourteen people in the whole real fairyland.

Think of the thousands of monsters, and there are only fourteen people of the blood of the Protoss, and everyone only feels complicated and sighs.

At the higher level of the self-cultivation interface, everyone knows the talent constitution, at least they will be very optimistic about such monks, and there will be cultivation.

But in some low-level interfaces, gifted monks, especially those with diamond body and poisonous body, cannot grow up at all.

Among them, the poisonous body is more serious. This kind of body is often bullied. If you die early, you will simply grow into a devil and kill a party.

Gifted monks will have a chance to capture the opportunities in the ruins of the protoss, so they must be gathered first, and it turns out that they are so ...

The nine elders turned around and asked Su Lijiang, "After the appearance of the Protoss remains, really only talented people can enter?"

Su Lijiang just nodded and did not answer.

Su Lijiang Xiu is much weaker than Elder Nine, but he is so arrogant and lonely. Nine Elders don't think there is anything wrong with it. He can only say that his temperament is like a **** coming. At this moment, I paid attention to other things, and I didn't feel that there was any offense in the Su Li River.

"Let all the majors send someone to look in other interfaces." This time it was Qiu Xuan, the middle-aged hostess who spoke from Heijiayanling. She did not refute the elder Nine this time, and nodded.

Su Zingyun and Bai Yan did not intervene while they were talking, both of them stood on one side. Su Dingyun noticed that the Hei family's speech spirit was also there, with Xiao Lan on his head, and did not know how the two of them were doing.

When Bai Zhi gave loose pine soil on the mountain, he knew that the sea was squeezed out every day. Xiao Lan was parasitic in his knowledge of the sea. Such conditions would make Xiao Lan uncomfortable. Bai Bai took Xiao Lan simply. After coming out, the Heijia Yanling looked at and followed, five years later, and now it looks like a good relationship.

Will Xiao Lan really be sent away?

Will this feel the same as marrying a daughter. Bai Yan's words were forgiving. In order to save her, he took Xiao Lan as a condition and asked the Hei family to contribute. These things were not told by Laosong, and where did he find out, anyway. Knowing what happened after she was in a coma, she could imagine how nervous and uncomfortable Bai Shi was then.

But let her finally come to an end, or put a heavy burden off. Because the two spirits did not directly fight each other, she was not bullied by that gray spirit!

When she secretly looked at the lingering spirit of the Hei family, the lingering spirit was also watching her.

It is so powerful that Ping Su will not be noticed. It thought, this is the big white master, who looks clean and has bright eyes. If she would, what name would she give it?

Yanling has no eyes. It peeks righteously and calmly.

But at this moment, a voice said, "Mother-in-law, brother is peeping at you."

"brother?"

"My mother-in-law looks good, looks better than your master, brother, I will take you to play in the mother-in-law's little world, there are a lot of red fruits to eat."

Dabai laughed.

Su Tingyun: "..."

Is it okay to recognize the Lord for one day? Dabai, you are so absurdly abducting and abducting, its master is still beside him!

Su Tingyun smiled awkwardly, took a fruit from Guigui one day and handed it to the gray fluttering spirit. The other party didn't pick it up for a while, her hand hung in the air, and she didn't worry about it after a while Says: "It tastes great, and Dabai likes it."

Eventually, Yan Ling became bigger, took the fruit and swallowed it, and put it into his belly carefully. Su Zingyun smiled and stood up when she saw it was closed. She continued to stand and listen to them telling the current situation. However, she always felt something was wrong, but she couldn't tell what was wrong. She just felt inexplicably flustered. .

"The boundary of Tianhe River can still last for three or fifty years." This is the original saying of Bu Laosong, and everyone has confirmed this.

"When the boundaries disappear, these three thousand realms will be chaotic!"

The words fell, and everyone just felt that the whole earth was shaking.

Everyone flew out of the hall of Xianzong. On the Great Wall next to the boundary of the Tianhe River, the smoke rose up, and the real monks changed their colors.

With the smoke rising, chaos is approaching.

That is the signal that can be seen in any corner of the true realm.

That signal only meant one thing, Tianhe, the boundaries disappeared. Since then, the boundaries between the real demon world and the real fairy world no longer exist, and this world will usher in blood and rain.

Zhao Xi stood not far away. He took a deep breath and suddenly felt comfortable, as if the whole body was exhausted.

He almost fell into the magic path, kicked the door, and was pulled back.

But now, as if there was a voice calling him, it was the voice from his heart, the silent demon for a long time, making his appearance again.