Yang God

"Is this the appearance of the incarnation of adult spirits? It is really powerful and has the grace of middle-aged sons. After the seven thunders, the creator of the virtual creation is really amazing! I can't compete with it."

After seeing the appearance of the spirit of God from the "Ancient Luoshengmen", Hong Yi was in the heart.

The **** of vitality is no longer the pair of "human dragons", the beards are long--the devils that are condensed by the gas of the earth, but the living people.

When Hong Yi was in the desert, he encountered the "Alpha" prince - refining the power of his work and being blessed by the spirit of God. The shadow of the great spirit emerged, and the momentum expressed by it was powerful. Although the appearance is scary, it is far from giving Hong Yi the feeling of oppression.

At that time, the spirit of the gods and gods was incarnate--in the end, it was a very fat pig. After people saw him, he would never be afraid of him because of his size. He wanted to do everything and set up a slaughter in Baizhou. He cuts the meat.

As the auspicious day said, the **** of vitality is a fat pig.

But now, this spirit is completely out of reach!

With the style of the medieval philosophers coming out of the "Ancient Luoshengmen", Hong Yi knew that this person might not be able to compete! At least with your own strength - can't compete!

Know yourself and know each other - you can win every battle.

What agility is Hung Yi's mind? How delicate? He cultivated adult immortals, and the mind has a realm of scrambling for the blessings. If even the strength of the enemy can not be seen, it will not be done by wise men.

Such as the dragon.

When the dragon is big, it rises between the heavens and the earth.

When the dragon was young, it was hidden in the caves of the scorpion muddy scorpion, and lived in the hustle and bustle.

Can flex and stretch, can be big and small. The shed is moving.

"The ancient Luoshengmen has fallen into the hands of the **** of vitality. This artifact is simply the end of his body. Don't fall. Let's go! Afterwards, plan again and again!"

In the moment when Hong Yi appeared in the spirit, the thought sent a strong mana fluctuation, and informed everyone present, Dragon Girl, Mu Xiangxiang, Sun Weiwei, Xie Wenyuan, Qi Lin, Auspicious Day at the same time, his mouth The tongue is spring thunder, and a word comes out.

"go!"

At the moment when the word "walking" broke out, the eight-robbery of the gods suddenly broke out, releasing the world of Xiaoqian. Just wrap all the people in this little world.

At the same time, the Emperor’s sword in his hand was not worried, moving toward the “Ancient Luoshengmen”.

The spirit that comes out of it!

Nourishing, nourishing, nourishing, this Hongyi almost exhausted all his strength. The sword light from the Emperor’s sword suddenly shines on the heavens and earth, traversing the emptiness of the void, and Jin Hong’s whistling, Hong Yi’s whole body Wrapped in the world of Xiaoqian, suddenly tearing the void and rushing away in the distance.

"Want to go? Not so easy."

From the "Ancient Luoshengmen", the "Yuan, Qishen" came out, and the eyes looked at Hongyi. The two eyes suddenly changed color, and the scene in the pupil seemed to become two. The two colored planets suddenly flew out.

This is two thoughts.

Every thought has a radius of one acre, and it is almost the same as the eight-robbery of the "dark emperor."

Rumble, rumbling!

One of the thoughts flew first, and it was struck together with the sword light of "The Emperor of the Emperor". When the explosion erupted, there were thousands of broken sounds, and then the endless tears of desperation, followed by a sadness of destruction. Finally, between the explosion of this thought, it turned into a vast white light, booming. The sound of the guns of Long is the flame of the Three Realms.

The three elements of the gas gun and the Jianguang collided together. After an explosion, they turned into an empty hollow in the invisible two explosions, completely showing a vacuum and chaos in a state of great destruction.

There is nothing, but it seems to be derived from everything.

This thought exploded into the "three realms, gas cannons, and broke the sword of the Emperor's soul, and then a thought also tore the void, chasing the past toward Hong Yi.

At the same time, "the spirit of the gods" body slightly ~ move, one step into the ancient Luoshengmen, even people with the door disappeared together.

"At this time, I realized that the three worlds are powerful!"

At the same time, when I wrapped up everyone and flew away, Hong Yi also heard the voice of "Three Spirits, Gas Guns," which was really immersive.

Hong Yi seems to be standing on a huge star, where everything is multiplied, hundreds of millions of creatures, and he is one of them, but one day, suddenly, the end of the day, the flood of the sky, the earthquake, the magma, all the creatures A mourning, the soul was shrouded in the end of the atmosphere, extremely desperate, and finally the whole star disintegrated, exploded, and all turned into fly ash.

This is the power of the gods of the three gods to display the three worlds, the seven thunders, the masters above the realm of the lord, the devastating Tao.

Fortunately, there is a disciple of the Emperor of the Emperor, but otherwise it is impossible to escape with any of the techniques of Hong Yi.

"The power of the Three Realms is powerful, but it is also similar to the emperor's countercurrent Dafa. The same Taoism requires the destruction of one's own thoughts and produces unparalleled power."

In the thousand worlds, Xie Wenyuan suddenly spoke.

"Then we are not afraid! Hung Yi, you are in the hands of the Emperor Sword, and you have an infinite sword. I see how many thoughts of the gods are against you."

Sun Weiwei quickly said.

"The realm of the void creation" you still don't know! Everything that has been cultivated to the realm of seven thunders, the thoughts are constant at one yuan, and the realm, unless it is completely destroyed, otherwise it will be derived from more thoughts. One yuan starts again, Vientiane is updated! The creation of the void is endless. This is the power of the Creator! This spirit has broken through the limits of power and entered the realm of the Creator! ”

Xie Wenyuan and Yan Yue, the road is not slow.

When he arrived in this realm, he read and adjusted his spirit for a hundred years, and everything was light. Even if the thoughts of the gods are chasing after them, they are not in a hurry. "Oh? The thoughts are constant in the realm of one yuan? Can they be derived one by one? Mr. Xie is a talented person, and his knowledge is profound and easy to reach."

Hong Yi’s eyes flashed.

One dollar, that is twelve thousand nine hundred and six hundred!

Taikoo people, divide the time.

For the time, the month, the year, the world, the transport, the meeting, the Yuan, the so-called "Epoch", the 10,000 yuan is 129,600 years, representing a reincarnation of the universe.

The so-called "one yuan resumption, Vientiane update."

In the rumor, the master of Taikoo Yangshen, but also lived a dollar, that is, 198,600 years.

Now, Xie Wenyuan said that as long as there are seven thunders, the master of the virtual creation will have 129,600, even if thousands of them are lost, hundreds of them, after time cultivation, Refining the mana, can be derived from the void again, endless, and do not need to spend thunder.

It’s like after a person’s power is used up, rest for a while, and it will return to normal.

This God's ability is simply close to the realm of immortality.

This is the Creator.

Therefore, the masters of the Seven Thunderbolt Creator are also equivalent to the realm of the Middle Ages.

Hong Yi suddenly remembered that Tang Hailong’s thoughts were 12,300,000. If you look at it, I am afraid that it is 12,960,600 thoughts.

In the "Jiuyuan Shenyu" and "The Tomb of the Immortals", Tang Hailong got the idea of ​​many ancient monks, I am afraid that there will be more than 120,000, but refining into his own soul, at most only one yuan, can not break through this number.

Even so, the power is too strong.

"Yes, but after seven raids, every time you take a thunder, it consumes more! It is almost a rebirth. The weak period after the thunder, it is even more powerful, and it may even be beaten. After the population has not been thundered for nine times, the thoughts will not increase any more, and it will remain constant until the realm of one yuan, but the power of thoughts is strong. But after the sun god, the thoughts will be transformed into hundreds of millions and break the **** of one yuan."

Xie Wen Shendao.

"The seven years of the thunderstorm's weakness, such fierceness? It's no wonder that the dream machine is going through eight raids, and the saints are going to chase him! It turns out to be cheap!"

Hung Yi’s heart flashed with a sudden thought, and there was a whistling and whistling voice from behind. It was the sound of the void not only being torn, but also chasing.

The thought of "the **** of vitality" actually caught up.

Bang!

Hong Yi suddenly sneaked out from the void, stayed in the air, and waved his hand again. The sword light of the Emperor's Sword was once again erupted. The killing was followed to the back, and there was a chaotic idea of ​​a square.

Two collisions.

This thought and Jianguang suddenly shattered and disappeared into the invisible.

At this time, the space once again violently fluctuated. "The ancient Luoshengmen" squeezed out from the space, and the spirit of God came out from the portal.

"You go back first!"

Seeing such a scene, Hung Yi’s eyes flashed, his hand waved, and the Eight Robbers thought it into a protective film, wrapped the people, and then singled a sword, standing in the distance of dozens of miles, watching the “God of God” .

Since "the spirit of the spirit" is chasing after him, Hong Yi has to rely on the Pan Huangjian to do a backwater fight. Look at the seven thunders, how powerful the masters above the creator.

"Hong Yi, there is no such sword, you can't hurt me!"

At this moment, the "God Spirit" spoke and stared at the sword.

"The spiritual knowledge of this Excalibur is erased by your own efforts? But the sword of the Emperor's sword" is not the same as the spirituality of the will. I think that when you erase this sword, you may also be countered by a small fight. Not yet recovered. ”

Ji Jitian suddenly took the hill.

"Well? Auspicious days, you are really smart, well-informed, and it is a **** that the Dark Emperor has trained. I heard that you want my nine reunion,?"

After the words of "Yuanqi" heard the words of auspicious days, it was unexpected that there was no hands-on.

"Of course. But I didn't think that you can change adults so quickly. After you leave the faith, you can cultivate magical powers, just like people." Auspicious days are honest.

"In the gods, you are the most intelligent in your life."

The gaze of the gods revealed a slight appreciation.

"Yuanqi Shen, you chase me like this, it seems that I really want to fight with me." Hong Yi interrupted the words of Ji Tiantian, condensed and gathered.

"Don't die!" Yuanqi smiled and then looked at the Emperor's sword again: "If you don't get this sword, you are not qualified to say these four words. Unfortunately, I can get this sword." But it is running with the **** of dreams. I can't get it, he can't get it. I can't think of it, I am a **** that was born for 6,300 years, and I will be trained for three hundred years. People are constrained. Now a person who has been practicing for more than a decade has actually told me to fight."

"Before you haven't practiced adult form, I have to slaughter you as a fat pig~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Hong Yi smiled and the sword in his hand shook slightly. He was waiting for the spirit to hear this anger. .

"You said it well. Before I practiced adulthood, I was indeed a lot of practitioners, and I peeked at my divine power. For six thousand years, I don’t know how many people who peeped at me to retreat. ""

The spirit of the gods was unexpected, and there was no anger, but the expression of memories appeared on the face. This kind of expression made Hong Yi’s heart feel unpredictable and could not grasp the feeling of time.

"I have already noticed Yang An. I thought that he was a wizard, and it was the idea of ​​the mysterious heaven and earth coming down. It would do a great job to help him, but he did not expect that this person would actually die in your hands. It seems. I was the first time I was miscalculated."

Yuanqi Shen paused and said: "He died, I immediately sensed, immediately from the depths of the void, through the ancient Luoshengmen rushed over, but also delayed my major events."

"Of course, it will delay your major events. I heard that you are going to catch up with the boat of creation." Hong Yi cold and cold crossing "The instrument of the boat of creation is the only supreme artifact that can break through the number of one yuan, even if it is a master of the sun." He can also break through the life of 129,600 years and not be turned into a thousand world. This instrument can increase my supreme power, I must get a hand.

The Emperor Yang Pan and Hong Xuanji, with this boat, pulled a lot of people on board. Every day, their power will increase, and more people will be on board. ”

On the face of Yuanqi God, there was a faint smile on his face. He looked at Hong Yi and suddenly said.