Unparalleled Emperor

"Is there any way to quickly recover from the dense lines of the giant axe?"

The tomb has already returned. He took a huge axe for a while and found that the golden pattern of the axe engraved was very dim, and the intrinsic gods were basically exhausted. Oh,

"Generally engraved magical dense lines, once the power is exhausted, it will be completely dispersed, but the giant axe is not the same. This magical dense pattern is the highest end, not only will not disperse, but will also recover spontaneously."

"But the time needed is a lot of fear. If you want to recover quickly, you need to make some valuable gold smelting into mineral liquid to let Shentong densely absorb it."

“How much is needed?” asked Dao Ling.

"Crap, just a trick, even if the bloodsucker grass is directly killed, the descendants of the emperor have been ruined, the power is too vast, and there are three demons who have been killed!"

"The price paid is definitely big. I have to experiment with it. I am not sure about it."

Dao Ling nodded, no matter how much Shen Jing pays, he must restore the magical pattern of the giant axe. This is a means of life-saving, and then return to the third theater to see.

Dao Ling is not lacking resources now. Eight months of shopping, the harvest is too big, and the empty bags are filled with ten. Although they are not particularly precious, they are very large.

At this time, Dao Ling leaped a giant axe to hit the area of ​​Shenwei, his nephew shrank, saw a shadow, and the atmosphere was a little scary.

"Who!" The Son of God is like a power, standing on the battlefield, with a stream of virtual air emerging, as if a small universe is working, and the breath of a little breath is astounding.

"Good guy, no loss is a super genius who realizes a good sense of the righteousness, can directly sense the traces of the operation of Jiuxianbu!"

There is no need to hide in Dao Ling. This is the super genius of the Terran, and he has no enmity. He has a little grievance in the past and the Holy Court. It is estimated that the Son is not clear.

"Who are you?"

The Son did not speak. He was surrounded by two men and one woman. The man’s breath was shocking, the woman’s appearance was bright, and he was still the strongest of the half-step power limit.

After all, the Son is a super genius in the Holy Court. It is not surprising that there are two and a half steps.

"I am a disciple of the Longyuan, come here to practice." Dao Ling responded.

“Experience?” The middle-aged man looked at the Taoist temple. He frowned. “You are here to practice? Do you know where this is?”

The woman's eyes are bright and have a disdainful color. Here, the Mozu is heavy, even if the strongest of the half-step power limit is not dare to practice here.

However, a little **** king, even a centurion, although it is a disciple of the Dragon Court, but they are also people with heads and faces, the dragons and geniuses know each other, do not know this.

"Why, what's the problem here?" Dao Ling frowned slightly.

"I am too lazy to give you nonsense, what is going on here? You can see who is shooting? Who is the chaos to the treasure?" The middle-aged man asked coldly.

"I don't know, I just came here." Dao Ling shook his head.

The middle-aged man thinks about it too. This guy is generally in the same strength. If he encounters such a big battle, it is basically the end of the commandment.

"Daoling!"

The voice of Qiu Junjun suddenly came over. Her white dress wins the snow, and her hair is black. If a fairy is in full bloom, the wind is perfect, and the beauty is not square.

The gaze of Dao Ling’s gaze patrolled the past, and some of them said: “Qiu Junjun, how come you are here?”

Dao Ling was shocked. He did not expect to meet Qiu Junjun. He knew that Qiu Junjun had gone to the battlefield of the gods, but he did not expect to meet here.

"Are you very surprised?" Qiu Junjun rolled his eyes and snorted: "I remember I should have informed you that I came to the battlefield. Don't you know?"

"No, absolutely not!" Dao Ling quickly said: "I was not an accident, how could I meet you here, right? What are you doing here? When did you come?"

Dao Ling has been wandering in this area for eight months. If Qiu Junjun is here, he will definitely meet. He estimates that Qiu Junjun was attracted by the giant axe.

The two went to each other. Dao Ling looked at Qiu Junjun. He knew that Qiu Junjun had already stepped into the half-step limit, but Dao Ling was surprised that Qiu Junjun had been promoted to Wanfu, but he thought about Qiu Junjun. I have been here for more than a year, and there is no accident.

Qiu Junjun's talent is unquestionable. She can step into this realm in the 10th world, and her future achievements are limitless.

"I am just coming, come here to perform a task." Qiu Junjun's mouth slightly tilted, bright and sly, smirked: "Are you attracted by the super mission?"

"Yes, I have been here for half a year." Dao Ling said with a smile: "What mission do you perform? I heard that there are very few tasks in the theater. It is not a simple task to perform tasks here."

The middle-aged man and the bright-looking woman looked at each other and both of them frowned. Although the Son and Qiu Junjun were performing tasks for half a year, Qiu Junjun rarely spoke.

But now Qiu Junjun will say so much to this person, what is the relationship between the two?

The sun-blessed son finally couldn’t help but walked over. The **** stared at the Taoist temple and asked: "You are a disciple of the Dragon Court? I have never seen you before, I don’t know which dragon strongman is. Disciple?"

Qiu Junjun looked at the Son with a bad mood. This guy interrupted her and talked to Dao Ling.

"My master is a dragon, and it hasn't been long since I was a teacher." Dao Ling responded.

The middle-aged man is moving, the disciple of Long Jingyun!

The woman with a bright face couldn’t help but look at the Tao. This guy turned out to be a disciple of Long Jingyun, and it was really deep enough.

"It turned out to be the high-ranking dean of the Dragon, and I was forgotten." The Son smiled: "No wonder your body is so powerful, even I almost didn't see the clue."

"The insects are small, not enough." Dao Ling smiled, but the voice expired: "Autumn Junjun, how can you be with him? When is it?"

"Hey, jealous?" Qiu Junjun's brow slightly tilted, and the voice shouted.

“What is jealous?” Dao Ling did have some uncomfortable feelings. He said, “You don’t know the relationship between me and the Holy See.”

"Know it, but he is the first son of the younger generation of the Holy Family. He will not care about this matter." Qiu Junjun said with a voice.

The face of Dao Ling is a little black, and this Qiu Junjun is really awkward.

"Right, I think you just want to go back. It is more dangerous. I have to perform a task with Qiu Junjun. You should go back soon." The Son is light, he can feel the Taoist and Qiu Junjun. Sound ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ directly sent people.

"Executing the task, what tasks do you want to perform?" Dao Ling is very curious.

It is said that the son of the Son is very cold and said: "This is the top secret of the third theater. The task we are going to perform is more dangerous...."

"In fact, there is nothing to explore how many strong people in this area."

The words of the Son have not yet spoken, and the voice of Qiu Junjun has appeared, so that his skin is faintly twitching.

The middle-aged man's face was cold, and this Qiu Junjun did not know how to lift it up. He even let the Son not come to Taiwan, although the Son gave her again, but she could not do it.

"I said Qiu Junjun, how can you disclose the task to an outsider?"

The young woman with a bright face is also not good-looking, and she directly asks, the Son is the first person in the Holy Family, and realizes the super genius of a good morality. Even if the top ten beautiful women of the Terran League meet the Son, they will be courteous. Wait, but this Qiu Junjun is too arrogant.

"Wang Si, do you think his relationship with me is like an outsider?" Qiu Junjun asked for a long and narrow look at Wang Si.

"You!" Wang Si's face is iron blue. Although she is only a person around the Son, she is also a famous genius of the Holy Court. She used to be a disciple. The Wang family is also a famous force in the Terran League, but this Qiujunjun is an indigenous I even talked to her like this.

"Wang Si, this disciple who is said to be a dragon shocked cloud, although the strength is weak, but it will not make a leak of the task, you worry more." The Son smiled lightly.

"Yes, although the strength is weak, it is just a centurion, but it will not be so stupid to advertise the task freely." Wang Si sneered.

"You still manage your mouth, my people, I understand." Qiu Junjun looked at Wang Si.