Supreme Soaring Immortal

one day.

Two days.

Three days.

"Hey..."

In the heart of the piano, the sea and the dantian each produced a law chain with eight locks.

The piano double broke!

Only one chain breaks through to the real fairy king!

However, at this moment, she is more sensitive to the spiritual perception of the spiritual world. She knows that Tiandao is really affected. Within a hundred years, don’t break through. Only after a hundred years, the heavens will recover.

As for the Tianta, she has already penetrated and can't get in again!

"Congratulations to the master of the piano!"

"........."

A group of half-step fairy kings have come over, Xu Nianzu looked at the piano double road: "The master of the piano, you have a few locks?"

"Eight!" The joy in the eyes of the piano.

"Eight!" Xu Nianzu's face changed. Now she is also condensed out of eight: "Is the lyricist who believes that he can continue to break through the tower?"

Qin double thought: "I am impossible, because I have already pierced the tower. But you and Kaiyun, may not have hope. Just look at their own understanding."

"Boss, go, go back and celebrate for you!"

"Right, you must celebrate."

Qin double also knows that this celebration can't be avoided, so everyone gathers again in the string moon. This is another three days, Xu Kaiyun and Xu Nianzu and others have gone to the tower, it is Yuguan Ting and step by step to go to the tower. Chu vigorously left the purple star and went to the dark star field. The string moon is only left with Lei Xing and Qin.

"Sovereign, I am going to the Thunder Mountain Range! Although the Heavenly Road has been affected, it should not be affected."

"I am going too!" Qin double road.

"You go too?" Lei Xing was surprised: "Do you have Raylingen?"

"I am going to forge!" Qin Double said: "There is a perfect place for a forged body. This hundred years must not be wasted."

"When did we leave?"

"just now!"

Ashes mountain range.

Mystery.

The ninth peak of the Thunder Mountain Range.

Qinshuang and Lei Xing stand at the foot of the mountain, and the piano doubles: "Lei Xing, go, I need to start the body from a low place."

"Then I went!"

"Hey..."

Lei Xinghua made a lightning bolt and rushed into the ninth mountain.

"Raylingen!"

Qin double whispered and stepped into the ninth Leishan.

"boom……"

With the thunder of the force of the law, the piano doubled hard and resisted, shaking his head slightly.

"Wei power has fallen so badly! Only the first floor of the fairy king!"

Qin double continues to march upwards!

On the second floor of the Xianwang, Qinshuang stopped in the third layer of the power of the king, swallowed a Vientiane fruit, and began to cultivate the body of the body.

One year.

Two years.

Three years.

......

Fairy world.

On the mainland.

Too imaginary.

Too peak and peak.

Xu Ziyan stood above the peak of the hand and looked at the long white clouds under his feet. Half-sounding, long sigh, echoing above the clouds.

"Mountain Spirit, do you say there is still a day outside this day? Is there a realm above this Lord?"

Standing beside her side stood a stone statue, like a real person, but could not answer the question of Xu Ziyan.

Xu Ziyan’s mood fell down, slowly turning back, gently moving the lotus step, standing face to face with the stone statue.

"The soul of the mountain, more than 100,000 years, you... really already..."

Xu Ziyan's eyes began to wet, and his lips began to tremble slightly.

"Soul of the mountain, I have been strong for more than 100,000 years. I told myself that I don't cry. This fairyland still needs me. The catastrophe has not completely ended. I can't let the Baizu see my weakness, and I don't want you to see me." Weakness.

I have only cried once in these hundreds of thousands of years.

but……

I can't stay strong now!

Are you standing here looking at me alone?

You will not wake up and help me?

I am very tired, do you know? ”

Xu Ziyan extended his hands around the waist of the stone statue and leaned his head against the chest of the stone statue.

Deep in the stone statue.

Yanshan soul floated in a piece of broken to middle age, that piece of broken is his Dantian, his god, only his soul is still floating there, but it is already dead, but there is a glimpse of life in the dead.

"Death-derived, old Yin turned Shaoyang..." Yanshan soul lips slightly creeping, the voice is low and inaudible, and the breath is getting weaker and weaker:

"There is no love, no love. But... ruthless to the extreme, why not love?"

The broken ruthless stone is infiltrated by the emotional spring.

"Hey..."

Qinshuang cried in the arms of the stone statue, tears shed the front chest of the stone statue, but did not flow down the stone statue, but was absorbed by the stone statue.

"Silk..."

In the depths of the stone statue, the faint enchantment was broken, and suddenly there was a drizzle outside the enchantment. The drizzle fell on the faint enchantment, and the enchantment melted away. The drizzle fell on it. The broken ruthless stone and the space of the emotional spring fell on the soul of the Yanshan soul floating there.

Yanshan soul suddenly opened his eyes!

"This... is it love? In this drizzle, you taste the taste of love, some bitter... but it also has a heart-warming taste...

this is……

I remembered it, this is the taste of tears...

This is... the taste of the smoke! ”

"Big sounds, it is louder than the scope of your hearing. The ruthlessness of the road is that it is beyond the scope of your understanding."

In this world, there is nothing ruthless, there is love...

Seeing the illusion, my soul is coming back! ”

"Hey..."

The broken ruthless stone and the sentimental spring turned up, gradually forming a yin and yang fish, ruthless for yin, and love for yang.

Tai Chisheng!

"Hey..."

A ray of light emerged from the Taiji figure.

Taijisheng two instruments, two instruments and four images, four elephants gossip, gossip to nine palaces...

One life, two, three, three, three infinity...

The light of different colors is intertwined in the body of Yanshan Soul, and the roads are condensed together, condensing eleven spiritual roots.

Jinmu water fire earth light dark wind thunder time space......

"Mountain Spirit!"

The Xu Ziyan in the stone statue looked up in a hurry. In her eyes, the hard stone statue gradually became soft...

"Smoke!"

Yanshan soul opened his mouth and the dry voice came out...

Spirit world.

Purple Star.

The mysterious mountain range of the Ashes, the Thunder ninth mountain.

century.

Qin double stood in the peak, and the temperament of the cultivator was hardened over and over again, and the powerful Thunder had not hurt her body. Not far from her, Lei Xing sat on the peak of the peak, and the entire body of the 90% has been turned into a Thunder. On the other side, the obsessively stared at the center of the peak.

"Hey..."

Qin double suddenly stopped the action, and looked at Lei Xing with surprise. I saw that Ray Xing’s body was completely thundered.

"Ha ha ha..."

Lei Xing turned into a Thunder and flashed back and forth in the peak.

"Hey..."

A sound, a flash of lightning fell in front of the piano, turned into a look of Lei Xing. Qin double face with joy, arched:

“Congratulations to Lei Daoyou!”

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