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In front of the scene, in the heavens and the seven seas, the most powerful Dead Sea and Linghai, at this moment seems to be opened, to be overlapped.

A black and white beam of light can be seen faintly, and the two worlds will be able to communicate with each other.

In the looming hole of the Dead Sea, it seems quiet and deep, which is unimaginable, and it contains the most terrible destructive power in the world.

Thousands of catastrophes in the sacred sea have been fierce and anomalous, bringing end of the day to the world, but this destruction, no matter how violent, how short, there is a process to be said.

But the deep water of the Dead Sea, as if at the moment of contact, destroys everything.

The distance of space, and the passing of time, in the face of this ultimate power, are pale and powerless, and are destroyed together with other things in the blink of an eye.

Too one respect, one respect, one Xuan, and Lin Daohan and others are gathering together at this time, while trying to reconstruct the imaginary and sacred heavens with the power of the gods, while also paying close attention to the development of the situation.

Seeing that the Dead Sea and the Linghai are in harmony, the gaps are broken, and they are connected to each other. They know that the plan on the other side of the world is on schedule.

Lin Daohan looked the same, but his eyes shook a little.

He is not aware of the results of Zhou Yun’s battle with Chen Xingyu, but whether it is a person who is left behind by Shenzhou’s vast territory, or Chen Xingyu’s personal, it is inferior to the power of the Tianqian Tianzong of the Thousand Worlds, and Zhou Yun’s personal strength. .

Although the plan is now on schedule, but Lin Dao’s heart is faint, and Chen Xingyu is afraid of being fierce.

If you say that the people who know Chen Xingyu's thoughts best under the whole world are afraid of non-forest roads, but even so, he has a waveless mood in the old wells all the year round, and it is inevitable that there will be slight vibrations at this moment.

Lin Dao shook his head and shook his head. The spirit was concentrated on the foreground of the eye. Although the plan was successfully carried out as scheduled, it was still far from reaching the goal.

Too close the eyes and close the eyes, and tap the mirror. The mirror light that has never been concealed seems to have played a guiding role, affecting the world of Linghai and the world of the Dead Sea.

The situation at hand is very unfavorable to them, from the perspective of being too imaginary. Even if the original plan could not achieve the goal, it is now necessary to induce the Dead Sea to pour the Linghai, thus interrupting the footsteps of Lin Feng refining Linghai and causing the Linghai to oscillate.

How to say. The result will not be worse than it is now. According to the current situation, Linghai has a 90% chance and will become the bag of Lin Feng and Xuanmen Tianzong.

Looking at this scene, the illusion of the sun, the Yuanlong Wang and others are in silence, it seems that the default is too illusory.

Only Lin Feng, staring at the mirror of the mirror, staring at the actual focus of the Linghai and the Dead Sea, his eyes burned.

In the sea of ​​Lin Feng, there is a faint picture. Seeing the brilliance of the celestial mirror and the common guidance of the bizarre black and white beam, it seems to form a path of light that extends far into the depths of the Dead Sea.

This shining road is so mysterious and wonderful. It walks through the Dead Sea, which is insoluble in all things. Although it is swaying and looming, it never breaks, so it has been extending far away.

After the emergence of this shining road, Linghai is still violently oscillating. The fierce conflict with the power of the Dead Sea makes the entire Linghai world chaotic.

But in this chaos, it seems to present a wonderful balance.

The light flow in the Linglan Avenue has been broken and then regenerated. The light and dark are intertwined and constantly changing.

In the process of the radiance and annihilation of that avenue, it seems that we can see that the world is in a cycle of birth and death.

However, in the process, Linghai Tiandi is still continually oscillating. Among the golden giant lakes, the lake has already become scarce. But at the moment, it doesn't stop rolling.

A strip of golden crevices spread across the lake in all directions, making the world centered on the golden giant lake seem to be broken.

This moment of Linghai is always on the verge of being torn again.

This process, at this time, also stagnate slightly, and also falls into a state of equilibrium that looks very dangerous and fragile.

Occupying the center of the lake, sitting on the Xuanmen Tianzong on the Yuanshi Jinyu, at this time, they could not sit still. The huge whirlpool of Yuanshi Jinyu was calmed down and they returned to the lake.

The golden lake is constantly bumping, and almost everyone on the Yuanshijinyu cannot stand firm.

Lin Feng's three generations of avatars, all of which have stood up at this time, the process of refining the spirit of the sea, but also temporarily suspended because of the dramatic changes in the world.

On the other hand, the celestial mirror distracted him, and the book of collapsed in the process of competing with it, immediately occupied the upper hand, the atmosphere of collapse and destruction, constantly contaminated one after another, the mirror will be everywhere in an instant .

In the face of the pressure of the book of collapse, the mirror can only be passively defended at the moment. Lin Daohan’s hand on his back is too imaginary to flash, pinching the law, constantly changing, and one after another, the magical power is sent into the mirror.

Innumerable celestial mirrors in the sky seem to be all in one. At the same time that the condensed light is shining on the Dead Sea, the mirror itself seems to be shrouded in a fascinating glory.

The massive destruction of the gas that was ignited by the book of the collapsed, surrounded by the celestial mirror, constantly invaded the glory around the mirror.

However, the illusory audience seems to turn a blind eye to it, too imaginary and sorrowful, and the mana is concentrated here. Too much respect is more than a heart, closed eyes, watching the gap between the Dead Sea in the void.

What surprised everyone was that Lin Feng did not seem to stop the vain audience who was connecting to Linghai and the Dead Sea through the celestial mirror.

Although the book of collapse has prevailed, Lin Feng himself did not attack.

He stared at the gap in the Dead Sea and looked at it for a long while. He suddenly smiled and turned around and looked around. His eyes were swept over by the magical day, the Yuanlong King, and the Emperor. They smiled and opened their mouths.

"Don't watch, clear up the field!"

The magical day is waiting for a strong person to hear the words, and the heart suddenly glimpses.

Before they thought about it, Lin Feng's body shape flashed, first came to the front of the Emperor, extended his fingers, pointed out to the Emperor, the fingertips out a black and white bright light intertwined, interpretation of the transformation of life and death, eternal true meaning.

The mysterious and overbearing eternal looming light constantly breaks the mana barrier in front of the Emperor and protects the body.

Among the two emperors, the dead and the dead, alternating black and white, quietly watching Lin Feng, the heart has already spawned at this moment.

Too virtual view leads the Dead Sea to infuse the Linghai, hurting others, and interrupting the footsteps of Lin Feng refining Linghai, but also breaking the hope of other people refining Linghai.

Of course, this is actually a good thing for everyone in an unfavorable situation.

At this point, the Emperor feels that he will continue to stay, and there is no other meaning and gain. It is time to seek to withdraw.

Although there is no income, but in the current situation, Xuanmen Tianzong can't get the Linghai, and everything is maintained, it is already a great harvest.

Therefore, at this moment, the Emperor faced Lin Feng’s eternal looting. In addition to the conventional defense, there was no more action.

Lin Feng double eyebrows and a singer, his face looks like a smile and laughs: "You want to hit the seat with a hard hit, and then instead of reborn with the help of a re-enactment method set up in other places, thus pulling away from the seat, in exchange for Is there a chance to get out?"

"The idea is very good, but you should also know that the method of rebirth is not a panacea. You are the emperor of the emperor. It is the top expert in this respect, but in front of this seat, it does not work. You are now in the same shape. I will close my eyes and die."

During the speech, Lin Feng’s fingertips, the eternal looming light of the mysterious overbearing, turned out to be like a smashing, quickly collapsed and compressed, and then turned into Lin Feng’s fruit!

That mysterious point is hard to describe, hard to say, but it brings everything around it and converges it together.

It is not a simple spatial compression, not a tangible thing being motivated.

Around that point, all existence, material, aura, space, time, tangible life, invisible aura, tens of thousands of beautiful roads between heaven and earth, this moment is motivated by that point.

When the Emperor saw it and his face changed slightly, he immediately knew that Lin Feng could not understand it. He could clearly understand that if he was pointed out by Lin Feng, it would be completely dead.

It is the way of life and death that he understands into the realm of the environment, and it is difficult to regenerate. This death is eternal and truly degenerate.

The Emperor long sighed and the black light suddenly became bright.

The black light, but the birth of a bright and dazzling feeling, full of ridiculous, but mysterious and mysterious artistic conception, scrolling the Emperor's body shape quickly retreat, no longer dare to resist Lin Feng.

Between the silent, the black radiance collapsed into pieces, as if a fine porcelain was broken.

The space is constantly twisted and shattered, an ancient scroll emerges in it, and then tears from the middle!

It seems that the feeling of a world that completely ruined the collapse of one side of the world, and it sounded in the hearts of everyone on the scene, making everyone feel shocked.

A repressed low voice rang in the void, and a light and shadow flew away into the distance.

After this move, Lin Feng did not continue to shoot, but smiled slightly: "Xiao Linzi, handed it to you."

On the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, Wang Lin looked calm and nodded. He flew out of the shelter of the sky umbrella and chased away in the direction of the disappearance of the Emperor.

Others at the moment did not care about Wang Lin, because Lin Feng’s move to re-create the Emperor, then he turned, and the man had already flown to the front of the magic day, kicking it back with a punch, then the body flashed, then came In front of the Yuanlong King.

Yuan Long Wang’s heart raised the feeling of horror, and he saw Lin Feng watching him smile: “Do you know what is the clearing?”

"The meaning is that there is nothing wrong with you now."

Said, Lin Feng right hand food in the **** and stand like a sword, fingertips Jianguang flashing, they will kill the Yuanlong Wang point!

In the sound of Yuan Longwang’s screaming, the body’s bodyguard Baoguang Xiangyun collapsed and was cut by Lin Feng’s sword, and then slammed on him!

The sky and the sky seem to oscillate together, and everyone can clearly see that a horrible sword light will penetrate the body of the Yuanlong King! (~^~)

Ps: This is the first of November 24th.