He stood up and looked at the holy women of Yaochi.

"I'm leaving with my little dream."

"Be careful."The Holy Woman spoke.

He was talking about being careful, and he seemed to be saying that he was being careful of the little dream.

"Well, I will, for this thing to you, this is a good thing, it is my own personal collection, not a wasteland, send you, do not thank me."

God sent a book.

It is a handwritten book, a handwritten book.

After that, he waved his hand.

"The fairies of Yaochi don't have to think of me, I think of you every night."

In an instant.

Dao Tianjun disappeared with a small dream, and the speed was very fast.

"Do something so fast, I haven't said goodbye to my dream yet."She was so depressed, she loved her dreams.

The holy woman of Yaochi looked in the direction of the disappearance of Dao Tianjun.

External changes.

The strong people who have been buried in the ancient world have come out of that world.

The North has changed so much that no one can predict the changes outside.

Now the sky is gone.

Maybe this will probably be the last time they’ll meet.

The monk's road is difficult, everyone has their own way to go, even if she has her own way.

And at this time

The holy woman of Yaochi was helpless, and she looked at the books of the sky.

The heart has a feeling of separation.

Just in the next moment.

That feeling is all gone.

The book of the holy woman in Yaochi, the four big words of the female double cultivation appear!

The word is powerful, the dragon dances.

Just what this beautiful word is!

For a moment, the feeling of parting was gone, leaving the holy woman of Yaochi helpless.

Was this God’s intention?

Do you feel that feeling?

At this time, the ghosts sent the gods, and the holy woman of Yaochi looked at the contents, perhaps because of good.

After all, people’s kindness is weird.

Just.

This look.

She couldn’t take a look.

Stunning to God!

This practice seems to be extremely outrageous, but if it is really cultivated, the speed will be accelerated and extremely terrible.

“How can there be such a thing?”

Yaochi, the holy woman, is not an ordinary person, the half-hosthesis has already understood some things, and can easily understand the uniqueness of this practice.

Who says lonely is not long, lonely sun is not long?

This book breaks this bondage, makes the double yin converge, and produces a change, in short, super cock!

"Little dream, do you not understand anything about cultivation?"

God asked about the little dream.

He had already walked out of the pool with a little dream, ready to go to the holy city.

What!

Suddenly, it was not far from the rave out of the yao-ho.

An extremely brilliant killing machine bursting, emerging in the void, very suddenly.

The sword kills everything!

This is the true killing of saints, only a sword is the seal of all retreat.

No one is hiding, even if the ancient king is going to die again.

A killer at the level of a saint king suddenly broke out, killing the world, this sword.

"It seems that it is not enough to kill, and today, I will wash Beidou with blood."

The sound was cold, and its voice was low, as if God was angry, and the sky was trembling.

The Rumble...

There is a sound in it, and there is a sound in it, and it is like a ghost howling.

The throb is trembling.

An invincible force is beyond anyone’s expectations.

The legendary gods, the gods of heaven and earth must be the strength of cold, and the souls and strong people who have tens of thousands of miles are heart trembling.

The Saint's Land.

It is an extraordinary person, and it is no longer a human level.

After reaching the realm of the saints.

God has changed.

The Taotian Yuan changed again, and his god brought him new changes.

At the moment, he showed that new change.

at this time.

Everyone feels that there is an unsung recovery and return to this world.

That power makes all beings instinctively fear and fear.

He held the hand of the little dream and stepped out.

Hah...

The blood splatted, and the sword of the holy man inserted into the body of the Daotian.

However, the sword entered half of the sword, but no longer had the slightest inch of entry, as if it was not the flesh of the human body, but a humanoid soldier.

Killing the Saints is hoarse.

He is the King of Saints, and it is easy to kill a saint!

But such iron law is broken in the body of Dao Tianjun, and a sword that kills can only be broken by half of the sword.

What body is this?!

Not even knowing that you are in the whole state of heaven.

The killer King is still gone.

The killers, naturally, have their abilities.

He broke through the barriers of heaven and earth, and suddenly disappeared in the void.

Hm!

The void trembles, and the path of power surging.

The fear of killing, the cold and fierce breath rushed from the body of the Dao Tianjun.

Like a group of ancient murderers born, sweeping the vast earth, the sky is boxed out, and the void under heaven and earth is distorted, as if the lens is broken.

The incredible blood and blood, like a great wave of the ocean, ran through the thirty-three heavens.

From a distance, this world is like the place where the sun has fallen, and the light is full and immeasurable.

St. Went out!

Unstoppable, it crushed this earth.

“You!”

The killer King was surprised.

Dao Tianjun found him, forced him out of the void, and even there was a crisis that should not exist.

"Unless the saint, you cannot kill me."

The killer king immediately regained his calmness and spoke out.

The next moment.

He disappeared, as if the previous existence was a shadow, a mirage.

The ability of the sky.

The killers of the world know very well.

With the word trick, it was once the killer god dynasty with their world, the three major killer gods, the secret art of the first killer god to heaven, and the secret art of the heavenly gods in the mythological era.

God’s power is to follow him.

But the world is not a fool, they also have similar exercises, although still a little worse, but it is a saint king in the exercise, the effect is very different.

Just a few breaths.

The Holy King has entered millions of miles, what a speed.

Just in the next moment.

He was hoarse and unsure.

The sky chased, did not exert any magic, and pursued with the strength of the feet.

"Do you cultivate the legendary twelve immortals, flying fairy bodies?" the killer holy king did not dare to be confident.

Walking only by the flesh is easy to write, and even more.

How is that possible!

But thinking is not impossible.

Legend has it that the twelve immortals, flying spirits, cultivate this physique, and naturally walk with the speed of the world.

Cultivation to the highest level, the legend can feather the fairy, walk between the dark, set foot in the years, go to the past, the future, strong, even the emperor can not be bound.

This is not a magic, but a physical thing.

He is definitely not in the process of writing, he can be sure.

It's just how it is.

All the information does not show that the aisle Tianjun has this fairy body.

Blow up!

At this moment, Dao Tianjun looked at him indifferently, and a punch was struck out.

There is no fluctuation of divine power, no fluctuation of the Taoism, and the power of the Holy Will is still the power of the body, and the mighty power pervades the earth for millions of miles.

“Hm...”

The void was broken, the killer, the Holy King coughed up blood, he was punched out and his chest collapsed.

“How did you do it!”

The killer king wanted to say that.

Why do saints erupt out such irresistible forces?

Is he really human?Aren’t they some kind of ancient or demonic people known for their power?

There is no way to say that word.

The killer Holy King felt the surging impact of power fluctuations, so that the void in the place was broken.

One hundred thousand mountains are collapsing, mountains and rivers subvert, and they are crying.

The screams sounded.

The killer of the holy king is first-class, but the front kill, the body is defeated.

The cold mangoes crossed his eyes, and the sky stepped on the chest of the killer holy king.

The bomb!

The killer's face was distorted.

It was like suffering from the torture of eighteen layers of the region, and the first person was constantly sweating.

This foot down.

Not only is the chest being stepped through so simple, but also the spirit has been trampled, as if it has been pushed by zhe:n for thousands of years, suffering without saying.

God raised his hand.

The killer Holy King was grabbed by him in his hand, trembling all over his body, not afraid, but the effect of the heavy-hitting effect of the Yuan God.

At this moment, he was angry, and his fear was intertwined.

A saint crushes the king of saints.

This is a first-of-its-kind joke.

“The killer of the world.”Dao Tianjun saw who this was, coming to Z-I'sa to hand God to the world.

Then he looked at the little dream.

"The little dream teacher teaches you one thing today, it is shā're:n, you can't have any mercy on the enemy."

Rumble.

The body of the Daotian has a special power fluctuation and blazing.

Thirty-one gods all lit up, rumbling, as if thirty ancient beasts roared and broke the heavens.

The hot light is shining.

The heavens and the earth are like furnaces, created into work, yin and yang are carbon, and everything is copper!

“Ah!”

At this moment, the shā're:n holy king screamed.

He is one of all things.

Heaven and earth become a furnace, created into workers, yin and yang for carbon iron, all things are refined copper, God is hidden as a profiteer!

The killer Holy King screamed, he felt that his body was melting, flesh and blood were tempered, and the spirit was also turned into a torrent of red copper and poured into the body of Tao Tianjun.

The heavens and the earth were blazing, and a shā're:n holy king became a nourishment.

It was eaten by God!

There was no fear in the little dream eye, and she stared at her without blinking.

As early as the moment her parents and grandfather were killed, he did not know what fear was.

It looks weak, but she is strong.

“Is this the energy of a holy king?”It is always a foreign object, not as pure as a divine medicine.”

God whispers.

Not far away is a city.

It was a new errata town, and at this moment the monks in the city were looking at this side.

“The killer, the Holy King, was this a killer king who was killed?”

"God, who he is, why is he so strong, and the ancient corpses come out again and cannot exist?"

“He is God, God!”

Some people recognize the sky, and the panic goes backwards.

How long is that.

Can the Holy Spirit kill the Holy King?

“How old is he.”

An old man said with a trembling voice.

The whole city was boiling, and they did not expect to see such a scene, the slaughter of the saint king.

How powerful, how brave!

In this city there is a saint, he is not the world, from the ancient corpses of the earth, was a scattered cultivation, now the establishment of a giant city, the opening of the sect, he looked at the scenery of this world.

A horror without speaking!

"Is he God-fearing."The Saints whisper low.

The name of God.

Even in these troubled years, they are often mentioned.

Saints under 30 years old!

The saint's mind came to the word, the eyes suddenly contracted.

He finally understood why, this Dao Tianjun is so old, but can enter the eyes of everyone, and even have the emperor's attention, not to mention his previous achievements, only his age, cultivation is enough to get attention.

“This period of time is too chaotic, the group of heroes, the beings of all ages are emerging, and the beings of this era are equally amazing.”The Holy Spirit is admiring...

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