Unparalleled Emperor

"It’s been half a month. I don’t know if this is still alive?”

"I don't know. The three prisoners on the 10th seem to be a hairy man. They should not be old enough. They should not be a powerful realm."

"I am afraid that it is already dead. The ghost place on the tenth floor is too bitter to stay for a month."

Some inmates talked about it. Everyone knows the urinary nature of the gods. Once Dao Ling is locked inside, it is impossible to be released in advance. It is not rare to die in the past years.

The No. 10 prison is very large. There are thousands of repeats held here, but it is basically impossible to go out alive when it is driven into the No. 10 prison.

There are 18 prisons in the abyss, but the prisons in the back are rarely used. There are some powers in the tenth prison.

Deep in the No. 10 prison, this is a large steel-plated hall, air-conditioned and surrounded by guard patrols.

"The deputy chief, it has been half a month, and the three prisoners on the 10th are afraid that they can't stand it. You don't have to know him with a hairy man."

This is a middle-aged man in a dark red armor, shouting at the gods holding his hands in the temple.

God shook his head, his cold face was like a knife, and his throat was full of melancholy and cold, like an iron sword.

Shen Xinye shuddered: "The deputy chief, I mean, I haven't tried him yet, and I haven't convicted him. If I don't want to kill him, I'm afraid it will blame."

"Go out."

The voice of the gods is indifferent, and the heart of God is sad and laughter. There is a cold color in the eyes. Dao Ling is the person to be supervised, but if he is dead on the tenth floor, he will be implicated in him.

But who is the god? He can be moving.

The tenth floor of the abyss is like a dark world, full of loneliness and cold, no interest.

In the deepest part, a shadow plate has been sitting for half a month. Dao Ling searched for more than 30 Taiyin roots, which surprised him because there are many roots in it.

And there must be there, he is not ready to go now.

The roots of the black abyss have grown a layer of strength, which makes the feeling of Dao Ling as soon as it persists, and will soon break the seal.

However, Dao Ling is very clear, even if he can really break the seal, it is difficult to kill, there is still a hint of hope in sanctification!

Dao Ling is not in a hurry. What he needs most now is not sanctification, but the root of this yin, which is related to his constitution.

On this day, the Dao Ling set off and stepped into the eleventh floor. The pressure here is stronger than the tenth floor, but it still cannot shake the heart of the Tao!

"My limit should be on the 12th floor, or on the 13th floor."

Although this is the case, it is more difficult for Dao Ling to walk. He is now a mortal and is very slow.

After half a month's time, Dao Ling searched for the roots of the tenth floor of Taiyin. Every time he got a tomb, he began to refine and refine, and the black abyss grew stronger!

However, Dao Ling found that the black abyss was more powerful and the speed of growth was slower. Dao Ling was not surprised. After all, the black abyss is very evil. It is certainly not easy to grow to a perfect level.

"what?!"

When the refining and finishing of the last one, Dao Ling faintly felt that the black abyss was changing, holding a very horrible atmosphere, and there was a terrible shadow inside!

This is a phantom, very strange, and very unusual, it seems to be the shadow of the ancient emperor!

Dao's brows were picked, his fists clenched, and muttered to himself: "According to the rumor that the emperor has been cultivated, there are projections of the Emperor's projections, but..."

"But my origin is destined to be integrated. It can't exist, but now there are some illusions of the great emperor. Will there be any changes in the integration?"

Dao Ling smashed the hoe, this kind of thing is really bad, after all, this is the source of self-cultivation, not the Taoling cultivation.

"If it is time for the two major sources to really fight, my origins have spawned the original lock Tianquan, and it should be able to cover it!"

Dao Ling is not in charge of these things, this time he stood up and looked at the gateway to the twelfth floor!

According to the rumor, the 12th floor is a boundary, and once you can walk through the 12th floor, you will have the willpower to be comparable!

The limit of the Immaculate Emperor is seventeen, not through the seventeenth floor, and it is already impossible to pass the fourteenth and fiveth floors.

After all, the abyss is very special and cannot be calculated by common sense.

The totem took a deep breath, and he slowly stepped into the twelfth floor. The twelve layers were already strong, and the willpower was like a storm!

The dough of the Dao Ling is a pumping, the whole is shaking in the slightest, feeling that the will must be crushed, and the mountains hanging in the soul will smash his will.

"A strong will to suppress!"

The tomb is full of hair, this kind of will is too dangerous, and one will be shocked to death!

However, Dao Ling found that this place is also a treasure trove of tempering will. Although it is an adventure, but it has been here for a few years, the will is not strong and it is strange.

But can survive and come back.

The Tao Ling silently withstood for a while, his nephew also patrolled around, his brow wrinkled, because the roots of the yin in it were not as much as he imagined.

“Don't I guess it wrong?”

The Dao Ling was a big man, and it was already scary enough, but the root cause was too little. This is an accident.

"Is it taken away by the prisoner?" When Toling thought of it, he shook his head. It was impossible. The prisoners inside were all sealed, and the mortal undoubtedly.

It is impossible for someone to devour this energy. If the abyss really knows this kind of energy body, it will definitely search for clean and will not be left to Dao Ling.

Think about it. During this time, the roots of Dao Ling’s income have enhanced so many black abyss that Boss has opened up. I can imagine the importance of this root to the monks.

"There is always a way out!"

Dao Ling gritted his teeth and went inside. In this kind of adversity, Dao Ling will not give up hope.

However, when Dao Ling walked inside for a while and searched for a source of Taiyin, his nephew shrank, because Dao Ling saw a shadow!

It is like a ghost ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ exists in the depth of the twelfth floor, because it is too dark, the Taoling is not clear.

It was like a savage, the hair was messy, the robes were very worn, and he struggled at the deepest point on the twelfth floor, seeming to leave here.

However, his situation is more serious than that of Dao Ling. There are many scars on his body, and the blood is dry and turned black. It looks very embarrassing.

The savage also noticed the Tao, his scorpion calmly like a deep pool, and the rough face enriched with a vicissitudes of life and freedom.

"how is this possible!"

If the Dao Ling was struck by lightning, he looked like a ghost and pointed at the savage and shocked: "You are desperate, you are desperate!"

The savage stunned, too familiar, he almost forgot his name, he forgot his identity, he soon forgot that he used to be the glory of the wind, the master of the Dragon Court!

He was trembling, his eyes were bloody, and his rough face was filled with an unimaginable excitement and hope. He was full of blood and sighed with grief: "Who are you, who is it!"