MTL - Paradise of Demonic Gods-~ 1051 crack

On the other hand, in front of Fang Xingjian, the non-Gold and non-silver fragments are rotated, and the mysterious light is scattered.

It seems that countless words are flying out and immersed in the void around the four.

During this time, with the understanding of the magic door martial arts, as well as the records of the history of the magic gate, as well as the reference of the royal books, and the gathering of the two states, the memory of countless people's minds is a clue.

Fang Xingjian finally solved a part of the mystery of the Emperor's heritage.

This magician inheritance is not so much a martial art as it is a password.

"The avenue of the road, this is the real name of the magic emperor." Fang Xingjian's thinking is clear at this moment: "From the realm of the mantle, the world's warriors are assimilated step by step by the gas of the earth, after the realm of the heavens, more It was transformed by the temperament of the sky.

What they gain is not the real power, but the authority to operate the power of heaven and earth. ”

Fang Xingjian grabbed the hand and grabbed the sigh of sorrow in his hand: "Obviously, the scorpio of the world is alive, and the cultivation of the martial artists is to operate them step by step, and to continuously strengthen themselves in the process. After the death, I went back to the heavens and the earth and returned to the cycle of the heavens and the earth."

"And the certificate of the road." Fang Xingjian feels the message contained in the fragments, which seems to be a straight road to the sky.

"This is the key to stepping into the avenue. Whether it is the record of the fragments in front of us or any other medium to record, it does not matter. The key is the information contained therein.

This is before the death of the Emperor, the authority that he has mastered is passed on, and he hopes that future generations can master it. Unfortunately, not everyone has that qualification. Fang Xingjian touched his chin: "Or, ordinary people can't master it at all. It can seem to require some special ability to master the evidence of the road ahead." ”

At this moment, Fang Xingjian can be said to have been the lock on the door, but could not find the location of the key.

"But if this is the case, where did the original avenue of the road come from?" Fang Xingjian felt the information of the avenue of the avenue, but every time he wanted to call the other party, he used all the rights, but they were all rejected.

It's like entering passwords one after another, all of them are password errors.

"If it doesn't work, then force it with strength..."

Fang Xingjian’s eyes are slightly stunned. It seems that there is a saying that the swordsman is flickering. The next moment, the power of the high-dimensional swordsmanship directly falls into the three-dimensional world, directly following the guidance of the avenue of the avenue, and swaying to the source of its essence.

Just like no longer entering a password, it directly attacks the other party's server.

The next moment, a huge crowd of people appeared in the perception of Fang Xingjian, and even his face showed a shocking color.

"this is……"

......

The periphery of Fang Xingjian’s retreat was all intercepted by a layer of guards under the illusion of the road, preventing anyone from disturbing the other’s retreat.

But at the foot of the mountain at the moment, there was a scream of screams, and shouts continued to come, and many guards were shocked.

"what happened?"

"Someone hit it?"

"Who is attacking the mountains."

Above the mountainside, the sound of the smashing sounds screamed in succession, and the reddish filaments flashed past, and the screams screamed in an instant, and dozens of singular disciples had been cut into pieces. meat.

The red filament is the root of Bai Xiuluo. The red martyrdom that he cultivated is the sigh of heaven and earth, as if he is tempering his own silk.

After reaching the current state of Scorpio, each silk is like a flying sword in the legend. Cut gold and cut jade like a leisurely, and even break the gas field, the most restrained army connected by the gas field.

Then he saw Bai Shulu step by step toward the top of the mountain, and no one could stop him.

Not only Bai Xiluo, but also the Tianyue fork, he saw that he was smashing his muscles. The thick bones looked like steel bars, and they ran across the road like a tank sprinting in the infantry squad. The mountains are like no one.

With the two great masters of the world as the pioneers, the remaining blood rivers, the wild world road, the yin ghost road, and the Wandu Taoist disciples swarmed up, and the illusion of the disciples who had been killed in a short period of time was defeated.

At this moment, I saw a faint phantom like a lightning bolt, falling straight down from the mountain and falling directly in front of Bai Shuluo.

"Zhao Yingying!"

"Bai Shuluo, you are looking for death!"

With a bang, the glaring white light skyrocketed, and the 100-meter-long mountain forest was destroyed in the shock wave of the two suffocating collisions. The red silk was broken by the strong suffocation, and Bai Xiuluo was even more The company stepped back more than ten steps, and the earth that was stepped on every step cracked.

"A good sensational door, but also to pick me up."

Seeing that Bai Shuluo was at a disadvantage, Tianyue fork laughed and burst into a sigh of relief. It was like a spaceship engine carrying a hurricane and sprinting toward Zhao Yingying.

However, the two joined forces and besieged Zhao Yingying together, but they were still beaten by the other side.

They feel that the other party is like a huge typhoon at the moment. No matter what kind of attack falls on the other side, it seems that they are not focused. Instead, they will be bounced out and hit the companion.

"It’s a magical turn of the illusion!"

"Be careful, don't take advantage of her strength!"

One night, a fork screamed, and the next few dozens of Bai Xiluo’s silks lingered on him, rubbing the stars.

On the other side, Bai Xiu Luo snorted, but was punched out by the punch of the night fork.

"It's useless." Zhao Yingxuan is like a goddess in the storm, fluttering in the sigh of anger, slowly said: "My magical rotation is best at group battles, you are one person, or two people, for me no difference."

Seeing the appearance of Zhao Yingying's war, many disciples and disciples cheered.

But at this time, three figures were rushed out, one is a white robe, a green robe, and a ghostly woman.

The three of them are the heads of the ridiculous, the venerable, and the yin.

Looking at the three people in front of me, Zhao Yingxi’s heart was also amazed.

On the other side, Bai Shuluo was once again in a boxing, angered: "What are you waiting for? Together, take the demon woman."

Upon hearing this, the monk looked helplessly at the other end. The next three moments of the suffocation of the three people had been continually rushed toward Zhao Yingying.

"I can't help it, Zhao is at the door."

This three-person shot, immediately is the wind and the wind, the gas is soaring, and there are thousands of ghosts flying.

The six great heavens masters battle, although the strength of one stroke and one style has been condensed to the extreme, its power is still earth-shattering, hit the mountains and rivers, and the mountains are collapsed by large blocks.

Countless congenital and earthly strong men joined the gas field into one piece, and they barely resisted the aftermath of this burst.

The face of Bai Xiluo and Tianyue Fork is even more difficult to see, because they have joined hands with the five people at the moment, and they barely suppressed Zhao Yingyu in front of him. 8