Under the management of Hell, Hadith, Blood Tu Asura and Zijie and Jiang Manzhu, the Tibetan king is still suppressing his indiscreting purgatory, and the illusion is arranged one after another in a large array, and if the gods have the slightest response, he will know for the first time.

Everything developed as he had expected.

“Old man, have you seen all this?”He raised his head, held up a glass of wine, and drank from the moon.

"Your favorite sculpture, I've got a lot of."He whispered, and a figure appeared quietly behind him.

"What you're paying attention to, there's a result."Lei Mu put up the bottle and took a cup of tea.

“Oh?”

"It's Gulong, as you might expect, this guy is still alive, hidden in the psychedelic, and Zhou Li is one of his many disciples, it seems that this guy wants to cultivate a gifted teenager, and he is going to avenge Yangmen."

“There’s one more you should remember.”

“Who?”

“Undefeated God, the fountain!”One drink, and Ray took another drink.

"Oh, a good idea, but unfortunately, he will never have a chance again, since their families are gathered in the hallucinations, it is time to understand the emperor thoroughly!"Indifference, Yang Rui stood up, his eyes surging with no ferocity.

...

Hm!

Blow up!

In the sleep, Yang Rui and Yang Zhiqiang suddenly opened their eyes, and the underworld kings woke up at the same time.

“Open, open!It was opened!”

There was a scream of life.

"Very strong spirit of heaven and earth, my realm, break through, break through!"

"Three children, Bacha, Lei Mu, ancient Qi!"There was a sound in the night sky, a golden dragon rose up, and Yang Rui stepped on the golden dragon, "Naiwa, four children, you keep your home!"

The five figures broke through the sky.

Over the military district, several figures suddenly passed by, a huge crack appeared in the void, and several people did not enter the crack and disappeared.

“What happened?”

Many strong people were alarmed.

The young people who were once young have now become the strongest in this world.

"The void rift, there are several coffins taken away, leaving this star!"

The King of Tibet, Hades, Hell, and the Blood Tushu Asura all came to step.

Like the black hair of the waterfall dancing, Yang Rui's eyes sank, and the coffin that had once suppressed the king of heaven and the coffin of the powerful of the gods were gone.

"It's Gulong, this guy took away the sarcastic sarcillon that suppressed the king of heaven and the strong of the gods!"Yang Rui said with a deep voice, on a stone wall of the futon, there was a tragic death of the underworld, and its blood became the pen and ink on the stone wall.

"The door has been opened, Yang door behind, I am waiting for you in the road ahead, waiting for my revenge, will not let you down!" 」

The cold fascicles of incomparable oozing people.

"It's a lucky guy, today, it should be the day of his family's hell!"Yang Rui sighed.

“The door of heaven is open, does it mean that the gods are coming?”

Everyone's face was not very good-looking, and it was peaceful for eight years, as if they smelled war again.

"Send someone to guard this exit, I will wait for the rest, it is time to make a breakthrough!"My boundaries are shaving!”Yang Zhiqiang whispered.

"Blessed is not evil, it is evil to hide, if this world is destined to have this disaster, then I will stop it!" 」Blood Tu Asura is full of anger, his breath is far stronger than at the peak, this life, everyone present is about to break through.

“God, let them come.”Yang snarled in low.

Everyone is looking at the depths of a glimmer of illusion, where the clouds are swirling, like a wonderland, and the road to the outside world has been opened.

The road has been opened, and the war is coming.

Deep in the depths, a bell rang out, ringing from the sky...

In the year of the 13, 151st century, the Tianlu army headed by Yangmen embarked on the road to heaven, killed the divine realm all the way, and guarded their home star.

Not a star, a very prosperous star, Yang Rui and Yang Zhiqiang stepped, they are looking for the spirit can be nourished, the old man's soul to make up the treasure, but the old man's spirit drifted away, drifted to the divine realm.

A black-haired man with blood appeared in front of the two, he was so powerful that even Yang Rui and Yang Zhiqiang felt fear, and the spirit of the old man floated into his hands.

The face, they are incomparably familiar with.

“You, here you come.”Black-haired man, happy to laugh.

Yang Rui frowned slightly, "Please give the old man the soul back to me."He is indifferent.

The black-haired man frowned, silent.

"I'm sorry, when I chased a guy, found the secret in the obsessive, and kept the two souls of heaven and earth in a double, used to alert the world, and for the sake of the future road, I had to leave your brothers and come to the divine realm."

"No need to be sorry, we don't want to hear the explanation, we just want to go back to the old man's soul."Yang Rui was still indifferent, his body was trembling, and Yang Zhiqiang was silent.

"More than a decade ago, I saw that the evil, the spirit of the star repels a powerful existence, I can only pass through the gate of the sky to the inside of the message, I never thought that their death will make you become like this."

Yang Rui's fist was tight at this moment, his teeth were ringing, and his heart was suppressed with a smear of anger.

"For both of us, the old man will always be the one, and we have a common memory!"

“That memory belongs to me!”The dark-haired man wanted to defend, but Yang Rui did not want to give him a chance to defend.

"Maybe for you, he's just a double, but he's the one who really raised us!"Give him back, and we will look for immortal flowers."

For the persistence and persistence of the two, Yang Qiankun sighed bitterly, "Immortal flowers, there is a bouquet in the divine realm, with your strength, can not take it, if you must resurrect him, then I will go to him, what care?" 」The black-haired young man laughed.

This cold-faced shrine, which makes the divine world tremble, but at this time, it shows a smile that shocked the three worlds.

He never laughed.

Looking at this smile, Yang Rui's tight body was finally deadlocked, he thought of countless encounters, and he also wanted to resurrect the old man countless times.

He thought that he could face this person stubbornly and indifferently, but in the end, he still couldn't do it.

A light tears flowed.

“Old man, is it really you?”The disguised, wrapped in indifference, eventually saw this, sobbed, and jumped into the arms of the dark-haired man.

The black-haired man, with a smile, "He is me, I am him, their heart, but also my heart, I have never left, and I am constantly thinking of you."

The faint remnant of the soul wisps into the black-haired man's mind, a wisp of memory is completed, that memory has always belonged to them.

Yang Qianjun has always been Yang Qiankun.

The sky is now, the future is confusing.

The Lord is only for the sake of the Hereafter.

The path of heaven is constant and unstoppable.

The book is finished.

Welcome to the new book Reborn Spirit of the Spirit Dog, the heavy hit, the test water pushed back four more bottom!

He was the first master of the angels in the sun, and the gods were destroyed and reborn.

In the age of the grotesque, a deceitful master, a cursed coffin.

In an accident, a contract was signed with a sarcoma, and the soul was forbidden to a husky.

Magical coffin spell, the dead old man of the pit dad.

Have you ever seen a husky big guy in a little fairy-turned-up suit?Have you ever seen a husky big guy in a samurai costume?Have you ever seen a black husky big guy in a hanging mode?

The above, it doesn't matter, the important thing is that you have seen a shameless husky who smokes and drinks, and you have a sister?

When you hear a wolf from a husky roar, don't be shocked, don't be surprised.

Then you will see,

A cigar, with his legs, with his dark glasses, and a two-ha-man who rode on a horse, walked in front of hundreds of dogs, and was embraced by thousands of hunters!

As long as you sign up, never eunuch, this is the promise of the pen tip, and write every book with heart!

Dreaming of a dream, I want to share it with you.