MTL - Mixed Miners-Chapter 1896 Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon

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"Dou Daoyou, I see that you have lost the matter, and continue to gamble on the pants. You must lose money in his trousers. At least there are thousands of heads of beasts in his circle. If there is no accident, he can walk at least half of it. The distance..." Wu Yan secretly pulled Dou Yuntao's arm and whispered.

"Hey!? This... so shameless!" Dou Yuntao licked almost urinating pants.

Sure enough, the next time, this beast was like a hanging, and kept moving high-order beasts from the collar, and the progress was like a bamboo, under the watchful eyes of everyone, one day later, He has already walked out nearly a hundred steps.

Although he is not like the innocent, he can go through a lot of steps safely and without risk. However, after the impact of the endless beasts, after losing more than 30 heads, he has already finished the order of the road. one.

This time, more and more Xuanjing masters can no longer hold back.

Although the real people of the beasts are powerful, but the mysterious world is so big, all kinds of masters emerge in an endless stream, and naturally there is more arrogant existence than him, so there are three masters of the horror of the real Xuanjing peak into the Baiguang Avenue.

One of them holds a black abacus, and there are five rows of beads on it. The total number is more than two hundred. One piece of Huaguang is flashing. Every time you make a fuss, it will make a thunderous roar. The shaking stone platform is followed gently. shake.

"God is a real person? I didn't think he couldn't help it anymore!" Shen Tu, standing next to Yang Ling, said in a whisper.

"Is this person amazing?" Yang Ling stared at the three figures who fell into the first step.

"Great!" Shen Tu nodded and nodded.

"God counts the real person to reach the peak of the real Xuanjing three billion years ago. The strength is similar to that of the top three elders in Jiugongyi Temple. The strength is much stronger than the real animal. The abacus in his hand is a top level. The mysterious instrument, each of the beads is refining and there is a horrible magical spell. Once the attack is fully open, even the elders of the Jiugongyi Temple will not dare to marry their edge. It is definitely the most powerful under the half-step saint. One of several people, in the battle with the underworld, he once had one person in the underworld and three deputy gods and dozens of ecstasy..."

After listening to Shen Tu’s day, Yang Ling’s gaze could not help but turn to the millions of Xuanjing monks who gathered in the void space.

Xuanjie really is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and there is a guy who has never heard of it.

If it is not too many ethnic forces in the mysterious world that are too heterogeneous, it is estimated that if the underworld is willing to come in, it will definitely be abused.

In addition to the pure Yangzi that you see, the ten of the nine palaces are comparable to the existence of the twelve main gods. The level of the deputy gods at the peak of the real Xuanjing is estimated to be more than the eighty-one deputy gods in the underworld. Not to mention the level of partiality that reaches the ordinary realm, but also tens of thousands. As for the mysterious level of the tunnel, the gods will be level, and the dead will now stand here, full of millions. If a swarm of bees rushes into the underworld, it is estimated that even the underworld can be flattened.

Unfortunately, not united!

Yang Ling couldn't help but sigh.

At this time, above the order avenue, the first step of the stairs swayed, and a gray figure rushed out of the broken landscape, which is really the real person.

The expression was dull, the mood did not fluctuate in the slightest, and the hand swayed on the second step, and was quickly overwhelmed by the flowing landscape.

It was not until three minutes later that there was another monk on the first step. Although there was no serious problem, the breath was slightly unstable, which was obviously worse than the real person.

The man rested for a few minutes and then stepped on the second step.

Two minutes later, the third monk appeared on the first step, then turned over and took out a brilliance magic weapon and stepped onto the second step.

Time passed by.

Millions of monks stand quietly.

The dense and fascinating gods constantly scan the position of the real people and the real people of the beasts.

The beasts and real people are still releasing a variety of different beasts. At this time, the number of giant beasts has exceeded five, but the progress speed has begun to slow down. Sometimes it takes an hour to take a step forward, but It seems to be still very easy, because he has never participated in the struggle of the power of order. He used all kinds of beasts to control and crack the landscape paintings, so the body is not a trace of damage.

But everyone knows that according to his own strength, once all these beasts have died, he basically has come to an end.

Three days passed when time flickered.

The four people on the Avenue of Order are still moving forward without hesitation.

But because of the gap in strength, it has gradually opened up the distance.

The beast and the real person have already reached the position of almost two hundred layers.

God has already passed the 120th floor.

A subsequent monk has already reached the 90th floor.

The last one looks quite embarrassing, the clothes are completely damaged, the body is already covered with dozens of criss-cross wounds, and the golden blood is constantly spilling.

And through these four days of observation ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ more people are starting to move.

Although the innocent death really makes everyone horrified, no one can resist under the temptation of sanctification.

Under the observation of these days, it seems that danger is not as terrible as the phenomenon.

Even the real people of the beast can go to one-fifth of the position. For some people who are more powerful than their own, it is natural to try their best.

Because no one knows how long this door can be seen here.

What if the door of the saint disappeared after waiting for one person to pass?

Except for a few people in Chunyangzi and some elders in the Nine Palaces, most people are afraid to gamble that this will not happen.

"Life and death have a life, the old man also tried it!" A middle-aged man with a burly body must be white and go down the Baiguang Avenue.

At the same time of falling, a pair of golden armor emerged from the body, and at the same time, a hand was thrown out of a jade card, and it exploded into a warship of nearly a thousand kilometers in the air. The middle-aged man rode. In a moment, I was hidden in the landscape painting.

Many people in the crowd are exclaimed.

This time, Yang Ling did not wait for the opening. The Wu Yan who stood behind him said directly: "Master, this is the second day of the palace of the Scorpio, which is second only to the palace of the Scorpio. The strength is almost the same as that of the real person. It is also a very A very good old man, good at making and driving, if there is no accident, he will go farther than the beast and real person!")!!

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