The heavens are shining like God’s people, as if they were walking.

Wherever he goes, all evil charms, all evil demons are purified, and there is no amount of immortality, and majesty.

“No, you can’t kill me, I have it behind my back.”

A mysterious undistinguished holy king speaks out, and he is full of hair.

This enemy is so terrible, before the whole person is a super king eight, can not be counted, now is completely a humanoid ancient beast, tussle cold, scary.

His words just fell.

The blood sputtered long space, without falling, in the middle of the air is transformed into a road of red copper is swallowed up.

A one-sided massacre.

This is completely a pressure on the equipment.

“Too strong.”

The monks in the distance snorted.

"He had five great holy soldiers, and in exchange he could kill dozens of kings of the ancients."There is a sour slippery path.

The next moment, he found contempt.

There are people who are despised by the ancients, and there are those of the ancients.

The eyes are obvious.

There is a kind of you, give you five great holy soldiers, no, ten can be.

Not that there is a weapon strong, you must also have the ability to use it, and I am afraid that he will be directly sucked and evaporated by the great holy soldier.

Ah...

The screams kept coming.

After taking out five weapons and equipping them with teeth, his whole person seemed to be a phoenix born again, from a mortal to kill God.

The twelve saints did not do anything.

They looked at all this coldly, so looking at the sky.

Let the dozens of holy kings scream below, and even call for help, they are deaf, as if they can't hear.

Look at this scene.

There are monks who are cold, this is the strong.

The weak have no value at all, as long as they are strong, and his weak man is grass, even if you are the Holy King.

The cruelty of the cultivation community is also a kind of sadness.

In the vague, there is the holy king rabbit dead fox, and in the distance there is the holy king of yin and yang, the yin and yang ancestor of the black and white robe.

He did not participate in it, because he was killed with an old woman and was still injured.

Look at all this.

The Holy King of the Church is silent.

Wash and sleep, the sky can't be troubled, they have no great saint in yin and yang.

Is it possible to hold the five great holy soldiers?

Now that he is fighting with the Great Saint, he really does not necessarily have to live and die.

Yes, the great holy means and insight are far superior to ordinary people, not saints, but Dao Tianjun is an ordinary saint?Which saint have you seen white with five great holy soldiers?

The three female princes who had already been hiding on one side were trembling.

It's terrible.

They were really scared.

This Heaven actually has five great holy soldiers, and they can also manipulate it at will.

For a moment, they thought of the practice in the Great Red Wonderland, and those two words appeared in their minds, and dried her.

He is not false.

This is not a good job, it is really capable.

In this moment.

Their hearts were inconvenient, and they thought that Tao Tianjun had used the mysterious old man to enslave them to the lowest level of dissatisfaction.

They trembled, and they were even glad that they were enslaved, or else they died.

In the eyes of the people.

Dozens of holy kings were chased by a saint and were shot and killed.

At the same time, their hearts are also thinking, whether they want to inform the people not to provoke heaven.

Soon they were silent.

The ancient people are not so harmonious on the surface.

The three of them were driven to a certain extent, when the gunman came to kill Tianjun.

Behind it is the Great Saint and even the quasi-god who is pushing.

There is no harmony between the same people, and the same people are not in harmony.

The three female ancestors are all from the big family, the ancestor of the ancestor is more than one of them, they are just a clan is not a strong support line, otherwise it will not be driven.

They went back to persuade, how many people would like to listen?

I am afraid that some of the ancestors want them to die and control their resources.

The cruelty of the cultivation world is even more cruel to the ancients, and it is in this environment that strong people will continue to appear.

Don't go, it's you who's dead.

In fact, they still have a little thought in their hearts, that is, the people in their own veins are alive, and as for others, they wish they were all dead.

Then they will have a chance to escape from heaven.

You can naturally go back alone.

Human nature is selfish, and they can live until now to have a calculation.

One time.

Instead, their hearts let go.

Or they do not exclude the enslavement, the ancient people, the concept of the strong as respect is very strong, Tao Tianjun strong, attached to his flag is not a bad thing, even good.

What made them uncomfortable before was that only the saints cultivated them and enslaved them.

“Ah!”

God’s people are screaming.

Seeing fewer and fewer people, the unchanging faces of the twelve great saints waved.

Killed now.

God is just like everyone else.

"You can't drag it down, it's too late to change."There is a great Holy Voice.

He was nervous, afraid that such a change would make others move.

Now only twelve great saints know that the Taotianjun has acquired the day celestial inheritance, but it is not necessary to go on.

Someone is ready to ask for help from others.

Or rather!

Let people get into the water.

Yes, it is to pull people into the water, the current situation has become clear, the Great Saint does not hand, who is the opponent of the Tao Tianjun.

Once the Holy Spirit did it, the results were obvious.

It is a wasteland to be feared.

Naturally, they want to draw other saints into the water and plan the day celestial bodies together.

“Do it!”

The Great Holy Word of the Rain.

In an instant, someone moved too.

Rumble...

Dao Tianjun killed the eighth holy king, his face cold, devouring his flesh and blood and cultivation.

Suddenly, he felt the movement of the twelve saints.

Can't resist?

He looked up at the twelve saints.

Looking at the fearless, deep eyes, the twelve great saints could not resist.

"Please let all the other Dao friends know that the Dao Tianjun has the celestial body of the day, I do not believe that the whole of the strong of the Beidou are shooting, and the wasteland can still have the ability to anger."

An ancient holy word uttered such a crazy word.

He raised his hand and waved a fairy glow, not into the distant sky.

See, the other saints did it.

The great human saint frowned, and it was too late to stop it.

Damn it.

However, the great saint's actions are very decisive, the ancient saint has done it, and the great saint of the human race is all hands-on.

“Cut the ground!”

Rumble!

There is a great saint who casts a fairy light and seals the earth 100,000 miles.

It keeps happening and makes them start to go crazy.

There was also a big saint's eyebrows, and they felt a different breath, and everything seemed to change too fast, as if someone was pushing behind.

He vaguely felt that things were not easy.

Is it not!

For a moment, he thought of a possibility.

In an instant, this great holy cold sweat penetrated the clothes.

His intuition has always been sharp, and his ability to have a lot to do with his current state and his keen intuition.

It seems normal madness, but it reveals strangeness.

“Want to withdraw?”He hesitated, but did not want to withdraw from the race.

“I quit.”

Finally, he said that word.

The great saint decided to withdraw, and did not say anything to the distance.

He believed in his instincts, the intuition that allowed himself to escape from killing again and again.

For this.

Everyone else is looking cold.

More people choose to do it, the Great Saint does things, and it is impossible to retreat for fear.

“Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The Holy King below also realized that it was not right, and they broke out to buy time.

In the blink of an eye, the sky killed another man.

He doesn’t give people time.

“Oatl!”

Dao Tianjun opened his mouth to swallow the entrance of a non-human-shaped Taigu king, and the body of the god-storied explosion.

In the dark, the abdomen emits golden manholes.

The shadow of the king of the ancients was looming, and then gradually disappeared.

“Do it.”The ancient Holy Voice.

Rumble!

The eleven saints raised their hands zhe:n under pressure.

At the same time, the eastern deserted land, the state land, the northern plains and the South Lingling all had their eyes open, and they were received a message.

The void is pierced by the eyes, the emptiness is shaken, the Great Saint is mighty, and the glimmer is surging.

They all got up.

A strong figure took steps and came to the east.

“The celestial bodies of the day.”

The ancient royal family was also shaken, and the extreme forces trembled.

The East Desert River Zong also has a movement, and a great saint of its Taoist system has gone into the depths of the Long River.

“The medicine is my grandfather.”

The great saint stood in front of an inconspicuous cave.

“What.”Lightly open.

It was a woman’s face, as soft as the spring breeze.

“Some people sent a letter and found that the day celestial bodies appeared in the wilderness-born Dao Tianjun body, and invited all the Daojun and ethnic groups to fight for it.”The great saint was very excited, and the words were excited.

If you really do that.

They can definitely divide it, and they don't need to be afraid of the wasteland, to know that they have the king!

The three emperors, no one can know the bottom of the three emperors.

As for the real wasteland.

No matter, the day celestial bodies also get a copy of the wasteland.

In this way, the threat is minimized, and the dead are always the least valuable.

“Stupid!”

The sound is still so soft, but at this moment it is mixed with the killing machine!

The body of the Great Saint trembled, and the mouth of blood overflowed.

"Do you want the river to fall."

The light voice was like a nine-day lightning penalty in his mind, so that the great body of the saint could only shake.

What the Holy Spirit wanted to say.

In the end, it looked ugly, there was dissatisfaction, but it soon dissipated and admitted to the mistake.

"Are you dissatisfied."

“Dare not.”

“Greed is necessary for the frigs, the source of motivation and the music of death, have you forgotten the ancestral teachings of the Long Rivers?”

“Never forget that the third of the ancestral teaching is not to provoke the wasteland.”

In the end, when the Great Saint left, he did not get the words of his ancestors, and apparently said it in this way, confidently realized.

He didn't say anything.

Changhe Zong has experienced many years of turmoil, and still can stand so well is to follow the ancestral motto.

The ancestral training left by the three emperors.

As long as it is always complied with, then the long river can be maintained.

And this God.

It is a mysterious ancestor of the Long River, living in the era of mythology, and there are not many records of the classics.

In that era was sealed, was born in the ancient era, all the way to become the emperor, it is said that she and the three emperors have a relationship, and even rumors that this person is a maid of the emperor in the mythological era, but this is considered to be false by many people.

The Saint's departure.

There was a young woman in that cave.

He looked only thirteen years old, pure and lovely.

She saw through the cave, watched the great saint leave, shook her head slightly, and immediately she set her eyes on the wall of the cave house, and there was a painting.

The painting is a girl, beautiful, like a fairy in the fairy world.

In the lower right corner of the painting there is a word written on a person's name.

Mesoo ...

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