“The cold wind has faith, the autumn moon is boundless...”

There is a loud shout in the sky, and the sky is like a lazy man lying on his side, flying in the air with his legs.

The wind blows, and it is cool.

This world is like a fairyland, the spirit of the people, the formation of the halo haze, the fairy peak.

Look at the river below.

The heavens are full of joy, and they are full of joy.

A beautiful fairyland.

Hip...

He was on the ground, and he was independent on a mountain.

In this ancient peak of the earth, this mountain is not special, he stood on the top of the peak, a glance.

The mountains, across the earth, like a dragon in this mysterious pure land sleep, standing up and standing in the sky.

Each of them has existed for at least thousands of years.

The old trees can be seen.

An old tree is like an umbrella in the sky, covering the rain.

A thousand-year-old tree in the eyes is taller than some peaks, covering the earth that is dozens of miles round, how spectacular.

Where is this?

He was surprised and didn’t know why he left himself here.

Unable to practice again?

When this thought comes up, it is abandoned by the sky.

“Look down the mountain.”

After observing the scenery for a while, Dao Tianjun planned to walk around.

The bomb!!

At the end of the day, there was a loud noise, like God’s wrath, and the terror was incomparable.

God’s face has changed.

The vastness of the dark palms, covering the heavens and the earth, as if the eternal god had lowered his wrath and destroyed the heavens.

The double-eyed rupture of light.

There was a change in the bronze temple, and the breath of this big hand was his wonderful grandfather.

The creatures in the thousands of miles around them are horrified, and their spirits tremble from their hearts, their bodies are constantly shaking, and their bodies are sieving.

Even if it is far away, even if it is far away.

The sky can still feel that kind of recklessness, like a demon at the end of the sky!

Fu Xuan, the image of the cheap grandfather was completely subverted.

Like a supreme god, it will last forever, immortal and powerful, and if it looms like a god.

Bair!

“Fu Xuan, you are not qualified enough.”

There is a low voice in the sky, powerful and boundless, the terror to the extreme, the sky will collapse, the lead cloud is heavy.

in the middle of the same period.

Another big hand, the sky is broken.

It seized the past in the big hand of Fu Xuan, and the magic was great, so that countless spiritual monks were inverted and cold air.

The sound of the “roaring” bloomed in the sky.

The dark palms also attacked the past, the breath changed again and again, and the terror was terrible.

This breath is chilling, if there is no back hand, the earth in ten thousand miles will be cracked, the wonderland will become the earth.

The clouds have long been scattered, the sky is like a big hole, the void is cracking, there is a mysterious line between the mountains and forests, a little bit of life's fluorescence emerges, and the trees of the ten thousand years exude a radiance.

It is as if the mountain has been resurrected, and the dragon has opened its eyes to the heavens.

This is a non-stop area that covers the center of the wasteland.

The Rumble...

The killing of the gods did not descend to the center of the wasteland.

Rason is so.

Yu Wei also broke thousands of miles on the spot.

The breath of Fu Xuan and the owner of the other big hand was blocked.

However, the confrontation between the two cannot be stopped.

Gollum!

The sound of the bells beating thundered.

Temperate time.

The sky is changing!

The picture of self-confidence appeared, and the big hand was broken, transformed into a crystal-clearing radiance.

The God of God is fading.

If he is a demon, a god, eternal immortal, his eyes are as bright as two big days hanging.

“If I am not qualified, no one of the people born in the history of the past is qualified.”

Crazy!

The fascination is unstoppable.

He is the one who has an invincible spirit.

“You’ve already broken through, all right!”

The master of the other hand was angry, and at the same time, there was a shock in his voice that could be heard by all the world.

He was shocked, shocked by the strength of his words.

“Hang!”

The ruthless and endless power is condensed, and the broken palm is once again condensed.

"No matter what you break through, I've been precipitating for thousands of years, and it's not something you can suppress."The master of the big hand is low.

The sound rolled, the lead cloud pressed down.

In response to him, it was a dark hand shot, unstoppable!

Two big hands collide.

In the face of both, everything is so small.

Tao Tianjun even has an intuition that under the confrontation between the two, if there is no top of the wasteland, even if the three-headed overlord sees it, it will be transformed into powder in an instant and dust.

Then the other hand intervened.

The fire swept the sky, and the earth in tens of thousands of miles was red, like a red sunset, exuding a hot flame.

“Enough is enough!”

The sound of the sky is broken, and the endless fire of God is full.

“The Fire Emperor.”

He recognized it, it was the Emperor of Fire.

If he heard nothing wrong, the owner of the other big hand was the old man who had previously been called the old robe by the Fire Emperor.

At the same time, it was as if the gods had come into the world.

A breath opened.

"It's the other giants involved."

"Oh my God, what's going on today, why do the giants of my wasteland fight."

“It seems to have something to do with that person...”

In the center of the wasteland, the monks of this pure land are horribly eclipsed.

The three big hands symbolize the three wasteland giants, they represent the supreme power, the supreme power, and now suddenly collide, really let many people are very frightened.

In the battle of the wasteland giants, no one wants to imagine that scene.

"Have you noticed that one of my wasteland giants, the man who fought against the water ancestors is Fu Xuan, the outsider who entered my wasteland."Someone whispers.

At once someone nodded, "Naturally, he noticed that he already has the power to compete with giants, how many years ..."

“I am happy in the wilderness.”

The older generation is excited and excited.

The addition of a giant represents the growing prosperity of the wasteland.

When people argue.

The power of the sky slowly retreated like a tide, Fu Xuan's breath disappeared, and the smell of old water disappeared, along with the fire emperor and other ancient temples.

One time.

The vastness of the wasteland is also silent.

Today's scene, the three big hands of the sky, he will never forget it.

"Exaggerate to the explosion."In his mouth, his eyes shone with excitement.

This is the power he wants, I am invincible, waving.

“Son, what are you laughing at?”

The voice of Fu Xuan came.

His old figure appeared in front of the sky, as the waves of water gradually became clear.

“Are you all right?” he exclaimed.

Smell the words.

Fu Xuan rolled his eyes directly.

“The fucker.”He almost slapped him.

However, he did not really hit, he noticed that Dao Tianjun was obviously joking, his eyes were looking back and forth, to see Fu Xuan was not injured to breathe a sigh of relief.

This kid has a conscience.

傅玄颔首

In fact, Dao Tianjun can also understand that this sudden recognition of the grandfather is a good person.

It can be seen from the previous things, and before he was obviously fighting for something for himself in the fairy temple, which he could not see without a fool.

Most importantly, after he left the temple, and then broke out that brief confrontation, not to allow the sky to think about.

Fu Xuan is likely to fight for himself, and leaving the Bronze Temple is likely to be Fu Xuan did not want to hurt himself. First-class station starter

Although he sometimes likes to joke, he is not a wolf heart dog.

He is good to him, he naturally remembers.

"Goodness, you don't have to keep it in the hall before, and some things you don't have to keep them."

There is a light in his eyes, and there is a light in his eyes.

He could not see that the Daotian had reservations, that the eyelashes of the ancient temple were empty, and that he was so shrewd that he could not see that the Taotian had reservations, and that the words of Tao Tianjun and Fu Xuan had reservations before, and told the ancient temple that they had some reservations.

“Not reserved?”

The sky is swollen.

Fu Xuan nodded, "Yes, you don't need to be on guard, you are the one chosen by the Dragon King, no one will harm you, if you are something, if I am not there, you want to find someone to answer, even if you look for the old man of the water is all right."

Listen to that word.

The old man who was fighting with the wonderful grandfather?Can he trust?

Fu Xuan looked at his face, his eyes flashed an inexplicable brilliance, and spoke, and there was an inexplicable exclamation.

“The level of unity of the people in the wasteland is far from what you can imagine...”

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Happy Mid-Autumn Festival to the readers!