On the way down the mountain, he saw the officer Yiyi, this persistent woman, perhaps he could help her.

He passed as light as the wind, and a mark of the divine imprint quietly swept into her mind.

Yang Rui, who has no thoughts, after the baby, is walking flat in this illusion.

He left, left the top.

On the peak of Tai Xuan, the officer opened his eyes sharply, and his eyes scanned all around, searching for the man who had passed her on the mark of the divine mark, but nothing was found.

The illusion is full of fiances, and after the last battle, this time, there are many strong people born, leading the next generation into the illusion of the psychedelic.

As soon as you enter the psychedelic realm, there are king-level paleontological creatures coming, the thunder strikes, killing a lot of strong people, and the blood stains the road ahead.

Yang Rui shot strongly, cut off the existence of three quasi-eight-quality level, deterred the road ahead, and alarmed the four sides.

“Why do these strong people appear in the hallucinations?”

The strong man fled to the depths.

The opening of the psychedelic world is destined to have many people who will become the stepping stones of others, destined to have countless geniuses will fall here, all the way to the bloody pervading, splashing blood, will be white bones stained red, into the earth, let people be cold, dare not go deep.

In the ancient land of the white-faced Shura family, when Yang Rui appeared, the whole family was boiling, and countless people cheered.

Hardan Sagar was extremely excited, feeling the breath of Yang Rui now, and incomparably awe.

“Your breath is too strong!”The ancient Qi stepped, its breath is more and more surging, only need an opportunity, he can step into the eight ranks.

“I don’t know what happened to the man this time?”Sagar, Corvis and other elders are looking at Yang Rui.

"Suppress the realm of three years, and now here, in order to break through!"The outside world is not safe, so here I come.”He spoke, and all the people rejoiced.

Yang Rui big sleeves, a very red Nedan, emitting a burning light appeared in front of Sagar, Nedan is not big, but anyone can feel the terrorist power contained in it.

“This is . . .”

The eyes of Sagar et al. cringed into a black spot.

"The neat of the level of the crown emperor, now this chaotic world, no one can survive, this Dan's yin and bitterness I have separated it, condensed on the surface of the Nedan, you white-faced Shuluo family physique special, want to know how to refine!" 」With a wave of sleeves, Nedan fell into Sagar’s hands.

Heck!

The old elders of Sagar were inverted and breathed with ecstasy in their eyes.

“Dude, such a precious Nedan, why do you want to give it to us?”

"I would have wanted to leave Lei Mu, but this guy refused, you are already old, if you can break through the current realm, for the future storm, not a good thing, white-faced Shura, whether there are eight masters, it depends on you!" 」

Sagar and others bowed down, "I will die to die to the son!"

Yang Rui lifted them up, "and now the war in the West is tight, there is not much time, you also seize the time!"

“Yes, brother!”

Nedan, who is at the level of the crown emperor, contains the power, it is difficult to imagine that even the ordinary corpse king's Nedan is not something that ordinary people can withstand, and it will explode and die if it is not good.

The so-called white-faced Shura family has an innate advantage, coupled with Yang Rui's already separation of the yin and bitterness, refining this Nedan, it is only a matter of time.

“I can’t be behind you, I’m going to cultivate!”The old man returned to his cultivation ground.

Yang Rui's body flashed, came to this god's punishment between the world, the gods of the kings, the terror is not equal.

He saw a new seal of divine punishment, belonging to the boss, four divine punishments, not weaker than the old man, invincible posture, decisive and powerful.

“Come on!”

“Come on!”

Rumble!

The lightning penalty came, the sky roared, and this void completely collapsed, drowning Yang Rui.

The eyes are like a torch, the spirit baby steps out of the sea, the god of heaven is punished, Yang Rui's consciousness gradually blurred, after the thunder, he only felt a warm, as if into a certain roasted stove, the bones are all like to become loose.

In front of him was a sea of fire, an endless dark red flame that slowly turned black in its roar.

The black fire burns, roasting the soul of Yang Rui.

He walks without fear.

The spirit baby opened his eyes, immature hands were stamped, countless Fa tricks rushed, held a fist to meet the divine punishment, the tender fist, slowly transformed, carrying the power of the earth, as if to bombard the sky out of a hole.

The ice baptizes, the cold.

The wind blew, the dragon roll tore the sky, tore the body of Yang Rui, and even the spirit baby was torn to pieces by the terrible wind.

However, for a moment, the broken spirit baby gathered together again.

"I am not a lotus flower in the mud, destined to be bound by the world, the chaos of the world at present, if we must stop the battle, I should be incarnated as a shrine, to kill as the beginning, to kill as the end!" 」

He stood firm in the way, firm in his heart, a divine punishment ended, his body was destroyed, but in a blink of an eye it was gathered again.A cold wind, a heat wave, a moment of windy clouds, set off a huge wave.

Out of this divine punishment, suddenly, the heavens and the earth change again, the atmosphere, the ghost face, the bull ghosts and snakes from hell, the clouds gathered at this moment.

The dark eyes stared at the dark sky, and there was no fear on his face, and between the steps, he stepped into the divine punishment.

Death, rebirth, death, death, rebirth, and then transformation!

Is there a way to the king?

Unswervingly the heart, thunder dragons, crowing, ice phoenixes spread their wings, fast leopards rushing, a look at the world's overlords, fighting the sky.

Invincible belief, let him become strong, too many people to protect his heart, let him become stronger!

Bathed in various divine punishments, just like this, Yang Rui stayed in the ancient land of white-faced Shura for half a year, bathed in divine punishment, and felt the road, and he wanted to open up a way of his own strong.

In six months, the old man came out once.

Yang Rui sat in the hallowed array, like sitting in Zen, and the lines did not move.

In the six months of Yang Rui's meditation, there are also huge changes in the outside world.

Corvis came out of cultivation, half a year, his breath surging a lot, he wandering outside the illusion, there is a pinch of anxiety on his face.

Halfway through the seventh month, more and more people gathered here.

“Why didn’t he wake up!”Covez is anxious.

"Wait, the boy's breath has all converged, I'm afraid it's not far from the breakthrough, and at the critical moment, the big things can't be disturbed!"

Then the people left.

(End of this chapter)