Sovereign to Immortality

A family outside the territory has a large number of people gathered here. The center is a two-foot-wide deep well, and these people have been silently staring at this deep well, as if waiting for something.

After a while, suddenly the muffled sound of “rumbling” emerged from the bottom of the well, and the spirit of the people around the deep well suddenly rose. One of the old men of Gepaohe’s hair smashed the dust in his hand and covered it with a large sleeve. The hands that were slightly shaking, the wrinkles in the corners of the eyes trembled slightly, and the mouth was as calm as possible, and said: "Come on!"

The few people standing around the wellhead seem to have no movements, but the surrounding atmosphere has become a lot more dignified.

The muffled sound of the bottom of the well is getting bigger and bigger. After a while, there is a sound of screaming thunder in the ears of the people. The old man of the crane must be open, and the wide robes are bulging. Obviously, he is trying to resist this sudden burst of hair. The momentum, and there are still a few people behind him who are even more embarrassed, one by one, as the old one waved, one by one, such as Meng Hao, quickly retired from the small courtyard.

"Let some of my predecessors laugh!"

The old man said with a trace of charm to the surrounding figures, but these figures stand tall and stand alone, but the old man’s words are unheard of, just staring at the depth of the deep well.

In Russia, there was a burst of water and light, and a silvery splash of water splashed from the well. The old man hurriedly retreated, as if there was a great danger in the water.

And the fact is true. When the water splashed on the side of the well, it suddenly triggered a thunderous lightning flash. The so-called "well water" was actually a thunder, at the moment of splashing, there. The wellhead was strangely formed into a lightning platform, which was then folded along the platform to form a circular lightning curtain.

At the same time, several figures standing around the wellhead suddenly disappeared in the horrified eyes of the old man.

Not waiting for the old man to respond, it is also a kind of slurry of lightning, just like a space channel along the well wall, a figure suddenly appeared from the channel, followed by a sound will sound: " Who is the main event of the Sanqing faction, come and talk!"

The old man who was listening to the sound of the crane was trembled, and looked down slightly, and Christine said: "The Sanqing faction has seen the Holy Land messenger!"

The person came to "hmm" and nodded. "Dongliang, this name has been heard. It seems that you are not here for the first time?"

The old man of the crane has still bowed his head: "Returning to the Holy Land messenger, the oldest is the third time to have the honor to see the Holy Land."

The person nodded and said: "It turns out that since this is the case, then everything is simple. The offer of this offering is that the messenger has a lot of things and should not stay here for a long time."

"Be obedient to the messenger!"

Duliang was in a ritual, but he did not offer the offering at the first time. Instead, he held a special storage bag. He seemed hesitant between the looks, but he still asked with courage: "Dare to ask the ambassador, last time. Can you give the school a master of the gods of the "three clear purple qi"?

"Ok?"

The incoming person stretched the sound, and the eyes were like nails on the beam. With the thunder and lightning flashing around him, the pressure of the power was lowered. The old man’s body trembled and almost softened on the ground.

"Well, no, you have already advanced the way!"

The man was shocked and seemed to be more surprised than the old man. He reached out and was on Monday. The storage bag in the old man’s hand suddenly flew toward the thunder curtain above the wellhead. At the same time, a thunder was there. The fingertips of the people come together: "Hey, so, you can't leave it!"

The old man of Liang Liang felt that he had nowhere to escape at this time. He had no doubt that the small light group at the fingertips of the Holy Land would be able to put him to death.

"Several predecessors, save me!"

The old man who was worried about it was no longer able to care for anything else. He could only cry out for help. At the same time, he tried to get rid of the man’s air lock and step back.

"What, there are others?"

The Holy Land messenger apparently did not think that the other party would dare to collude with outsiders. The gods who were not willing to exert their full strength suddenly spread over the thunder of the body. It didn’t matter, but it was time to let him burst into a cold sweat. Among the voids of the week, there are at least three breaths that are not weaker than his existence.

"No, it has been exposed!"

Between the electric and the stone fire, the sacred messenger popped a finger at the Liangliang old man, but regardless of the result, the twisted head would have to be retracted into the mine.

That Du Liang originally wanted to die, but he never thought that a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, a shirtless giant with his hair and his short beast. The big bells in the big bells sparkled with great fighting. Lifting a giant fist like a slow and quick rush to the thunder flower, the tattoo on the skin seems to suddenly turn around, faintly accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder.

The sound of "啪" is like what the artifact broke on the ground. The thunder was crushed by the giant's fist in the air, but a thunderstorm suddenly exploded from the broken thunder. Suddenly swept the giant and everything behind him.

"Not good, it is a thunderstorm!"

Between the haste, the giant screamed, but only had time to protect himself and the old man behind him, and then some of the three or five monks who had come with the old man were turned into a coke in the thunderstorm.

"Good, you are angering me!"

The giant violently rushed out of the still scattered thunder, but saw that the man had long since disappeared, and the thunder platform floating above the wellhead had not been fully retracted, and he was ambushing two other companions around the mine. The breath has disappeared, and it is clear that it has already entered the thunder and chased the man who just went.

"You know what to do!"

The giant left a cold sentence, and the whole person suddenly picked up and ran into the thunder that was about to retract into the wellhead.

The old man named Duliang escaped from the dead, and his body was already soaked by cold sweat. He just stared at the tattoo on the giant's skin and suddenly began to flow. Then the whole person broke into the thunder, followed by The narrowed thunder curtain, together with the barbaric giant that shrunk together, retracted into the well, and the muffled sound of the "rumbling" was far away from the bottom of the well until it finally disappeared.

It was not until this time that the old man was trembled, as if he had come back to the world, and he looked around and found that there were only a few cokes left in the forbidden land of the Zongmen. There was no sorrow in the look, and there was a faint regret. Then I don’t know what I’ve turned, I turned and walked outside, and my footsteps became more and more firm—

The Yuanshen manifestation, the insertion of the sky giant peaks rises into the sky, like a reef in the sea, standing in the thunder like a waterfall.

The raging thunder robbery is pervasive, but whether it is the **** or the flesh, it can never hurt Yang Junshan. The only thing that brings him pressure is the intense consumption of the body.

However, at this time, most of Yang Junshan’s attention was not on the thunder. Instead, he was immersed in Dantian, and tirelessly absorbed and refined the turbulent will of the heavens and the earth with the thunder.

And this is the key to condensing the magical power and igniting the pure blood!

撼天道诀和天诛道诀, Looking for a long time, I don’t know how many times I’ve figured it out, and how many times I’ve been guided by the general outline of the celestial celestial scorpion, the two sacred sacred seeds are like the two stubborns above the giant peaks. Stone, actually want to blend into one.

The power of thunder robbery came on the body of the gods and the flesh. The will of the heavens and the earth, which merged with the thunder and thunder, penetrated into the true Yuan and the blood, and finally fell on two seeds like the stone, and then a little bit. The two stones are merged and gradually merged into one.

At this time, the majestic Jiuzhen Zhenyuan poured into it like a flood. For a time, Yang Junshan, who is deeply and proudly born, has a feeling of depletion.

For the mountain nine tough scorpion has been running to the extreme, the baptism of thunder robbery is not only the destruction of the robbery, not only the essence of the will of the heavens and the earth, but also the pure world of heaven and earth, and is constantly being integrated into the body. After the transformation, the pure Jiuyi Zhenyuan added a slight deficit.

Not enough, still not enough!

Yang Junshan apparently stunned the difficulty of condensing the gods and gods. Although this was only the first thunder, there were still two robbers that were stronger and more dangerous, and the danger was greater enough for him to absorb enough heaven and earth and integrate into the foot. The quantity of the nine 仞 仞 yuan is qualitatively changed, condensing the seeds of the sacred magical power.

However, Yang Junshan's heart is too big, and a sacred celestial sacred sacred sacred seed is only his bottom line pursuit. He wants more, and the way to go is even harder!

Only when the seeds of the first sacred magical powers are condensed as quickly as possible, in the process of the subsequent robbery, he will be able to have more and more full will, heaven and earth, and time and energy to condense more. This life is superb, and it is more solid foundation.

If this is the case, then the danger will come even more violently!

At this time, Yang Junshan was like a gambler who took the gambling life. He did not have the same careful and thoughtful look.

Law heaven!

Although this supernatural power has been practiced, he has not yet been included in the ranks of his life, but because the flesh is in the realm of blood transfusion, this magical power can be turned into a tall master when he is in his hands. Giants.

At the same time, the originally consolidating Yuanshen also rose, and the giant peaks continued to increase, and the original solid gods appeared to be somewhat scattered.

The huge body has to withstand the more intense and violent thunder robbery, and the rising Yuanshen giant peak can also converge more of the will of the heavens and the earth and the pure heaven and earth in the thunder.

The Jiuzhen Zhenyuan, which was originally short of the body, was quickly replenished, and the original fusion of the Shentong seeds suddenly accelerated.

However, at this time, the first thunderbolt suddenly ended!

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