From the Power of Space To the Heavens

  Chapter 79 78. Spiritual space (for subscription)

   "Say it as if I'm afraid!"

  Fire Dragon King stared, and two stingy snakes shot out from his nostrils, shouting:

   "It's hard to meet such a suitable human being. Have you ever asked my opinion? Have I objected? You self-righteous guy is still the same!"

"ask you?"

  A disdainful smile appeared on the face of the miniature ice dragon, and it contemptuously glanced at the angry old man, its body slowly shattered with the burning of the blue flame.

   Without saying a word, he caused 10,000 points of damage to the Fire Dragon King.

   And this damage is still real damage.

   With a roar, bright red flames instantly ignited on the dragon armor of the Fire Dragon King, enveloping the soul of the Fire Dragon King.

   Watching the vortex of the Ice Dragon King getting bigger and bigger, the red flame suddenly rose again.

   Click!

   There was a crisp cracking sound.

  The miniature soul body was directly shattered, and what was obtained was an equally huge vortex at the Jiyang spring eye behind him!

  The red vortex and the blue vortex are slowly intertwined.

  The entire Binghuo Liangyi eyes seemed to be trembling!

   Poof!

  A man's head popped out of the lake, spit out the spring water that he had accidentally choked into his lungs, and then coughed hard, vomiting out big mouthfuls of blood along with minced meat.

  To be honest, Lu Yuan felt that he might have really played it off this time.

   He shouldn't have touched that silver vine with his bare hands back then, and he shouldn't have trusted his unreliable intuition.

it's good now.

  Based on the already serious external injuries, I accidentally injured my internal organs, and I don’t know if this tattered body can last another ten years.

  Maybe, it won’t take ten years.

  Give him another seven years.

   Even five years is fine!

  Five years is enough for him to finish what he wants to do.

  Maybe, he can leave an offspring to inherit the spirit of his time traveler

   Of course, this refers to a positive spirit. After all, Lu Yuan also knows his own twisted mind, so there is no need to inherit this kind of thing.

   However, at the moment it is more important to

  His martial soul can't be used anymore!

  Although the replacement of Wuhun is a good thing, not knowing when the update will be completed turns this good thing into a bad thing.

   One year update is it.

   Update ten years is also it.

   update to die or it.

  Will Tang San give him ten years of renewal time?

  Lu Yuan thinks it is impossible.

  Even though the plot has shifted now, judging from Tang San's talent, as long as he follows steps, he will at least be a Titled Douluo ten years later.

  To fight a titled Douluo like Tang San, relying on forty-eight-level spirit power is definitely not enough.

  The time he beat Tang Hao was all bluffing, and he lost his soul power after one move.

   After suffering a big loss in such things as plot, Lu Yuan dare not fully believe it even if he dies!

   Originally thought that Tang San could take advantage of the fact that Tang San didn't react, and take the spot first.

  But he didn't expect that Tang San's elm-headed mind would react the next day!

  Tang Hao also didn't follow the routine!

  Aren’t there horizontal bars and vertical bars in the original book?

  How did you get to him and change your mind?

   Because he is a time traveler, must he be targeted by the whole world?

   Cursing secretly, a mouthful of sweet blood was choked out again, dripping on the surface of the lake; half of it was covered with frost, and the other half was steaming and evaporating.

   Little did they know that the atmosphere in the Star Dou Forest was extremely suppressed.

  The ten-thousand-year soul beasts dare not make a sound, and the hundred-thousand-year soul beasts dare not walk around blindly. The fierce beasts are as if they are facing an enemy, Di Tian is silent with a gloomy face, and the emperor auspicious beast is dying.

   Driven his body riddled with holes, he tried his best to paddle towards the shore in a dog-planing posture, but unexpectedly.

  Looking at the abnormal ripples around him in horror, Lu Yuan subconsciously turned his head to look behind him, his face turned dark again.

  Who can tell him.

  Why is there a vortex at this time?

With a body that was completely exhausted, he couldn't even do the most basic struggle. At the last moment before his consciousness dissipated, Lu Yuan raised his hand vigorously, stretched out his **** and gestured to the sky, and finally, with a touch of unwillingness Quietly being sucked into the vortex.

   Soon, it seemed that they had obtained what they wanted, and the Binghuo Liangyi Spring gradually regained its calm.

  Yanichi returned to silence again.

  Only the shoulder bag on the ground and eight silver short spears beside it represent that someone has been here before.

  Opening his eyes in confusion, he saw the familiar but no longer familiar incandescent lamp, and subconsciously reached out to pick up the phone from the side of the pillow.

   Then, as if getting an electric shock, Lu Yuan threw the phone on the bed with his backhand; immediately turned over and sat up, pulled off the bedding, panting heavily.

"I'm back?"

   Staring blankly at the blue bed sheet, he asked to himself, as if he hadn't accepted this fact yet.

  Long time.

  A line of tears slid down her cheeks, she stretched out her hand to grab the gray plaid quilt, and squeezed her tears back indifferently.

  Well, a familiar taste, a familiar feeling.

  When he was a child, he didn’t study hard and after being beaten, lying in bed wiping his tears and incidentally wiping his face with the quilt had already become a habit.

  Even though he will no longer cry easily when he grows up, he still likes to stick it on to feel the soft and delicate material every time he puts on a new bedding

  Unfortunately, this strange habit has disappeared for twelve years.

  Until it is picked up again at this moment.

   Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Lu Yuan wiped away the tears on his face, hurriedly put on his slippers, rushed to the door and opened it, and blurted out a long-lost words.

   "Dad, old. Mom."

   No familiar living room, no familiar kitchen, no familiar bedroom and

   No familiar person

  A bright galaxy was like countless steel needles, piercing the young man's heart fiercely, and once again dealt a severe blow to that immature and rotten heart.

   While crushing the shell, it also crushed all the pustules.

  The cruelest fact is to witness despair while seeing hope

  Tears could not stop falling, the palm slipped from the doorknob, staggered backwards and fell to the ground, without adjusting his posture, just hugging his knees tightly like this, the boy cried loudly.

   "Children! Wake up!"

   "Children! Wake up!"

  A deafening sound suddenly appeared, and the body involuntarily rose into the air, like a ghost, passing through the house, and also passed through the gold and silver intertwined light curtain outside the house.

   Suddenly turned over and sat up, feeling dizzy.

  Lu Yuan stretched out his hand to support his forehead, the tears on his face had disappeared at some point, he raised his head and looked around subconsciously.

   Well, the scene changed again.

  Different from the familiar home, this time the scene is a white space, and it is impossible for people to distinguish the specific direction

   Because there is not even a ground to use as a basic reference!

so.

   Looking delicately at his palms, arms, torso, thighs, calves, and soles covered in gold and silver.

  Lu Yuan had a sullen face.

   No need to guess, he knows that his head must also look like this mosaic.

   No, that's not accurate either.

   To be precise, it looks like a "Holy Light" body protector.

   It’s just that this “holy light” may not be so good-looking.

   I don’t know if it’s because the silver is too heavy or the golden color is not pure. In short, it looks more like a pure white light, not a golden light.

   Of course, this is just a distraction in thinking.

   Really shouldn't appear here.

   His eyes slowly settled on the two old men and dragons standing with smiles

  The dragon horns on your forehead are not covered up, is this because you are afraid that others will not recognize you as dragons?

   Current first order 698

   Far from the estimated 772.75

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  (end of this chapter)