After 100 years of leatherworking, I have become a giant in the magic sect

Chapter 186 185. Husband, we are destined to meet each other (8.0K words-thanks to the book friend "Bajie doesn't like reading books")

A wisp of the air of the underworld rose up from the deep mountains of the forbidden area for the living, like a stick of black smoke rising from the dead city.

Song Yan clearly felt that the sky was still for a moment, and the earth suddenly became peaceful for a moment. The next moment, sand and rocks flew as if in response to stress. After half an incense stick of time, the sound of fierce beasts running in the distance became louder and louder.

The ground was shaking, and the mountains were trembling.

Song Yan rose into the air and floated above the array cover.

Although the array was stacked hundreds of times, it was not a special array. It was easy to stop ordinary cultivators, but the Purple Mansion cultivators could not stop it. Each array could only withstand a few attacks from the Purple Mansion cultivators. But there is no way, because the array pattern is not something that can be deduced. What array you can set depends entirely on what array plate you have or what array you have learned.

In the epic and magnificent world, all kinds of dust seem like yellow tides, and thick mud walls are beating and overturning from afar.

Song Yan looked around and immediately performed his innate secret technique "Free Demon Picture".

The white-clothed immortal sat in the fog, his eyes were empty and his face was blurred. At this time, three of his four arms were hidden, and the one arm exposed was holding a sword lightly.

From a distance, no one could see the three arms covered by the fog, and no one could see the evil in them. This was completely the ethereal immortal in the clouds.

Song Yan crossed his legs and floated above the array cover. With a thought, the white-clothed immortal formed by his thoughts flew out and swung his sword to kill the earth beasts rushing from all directions.

The "Purple Mansion Yuan Explosion Technique" consumes too much of the soul; "One Step to the Sky" requires all of one's own spirit, usually used to make a final decision, rather than this kind of long-term war of attrition; as for the "Free Heavenly Demon Map", the means of fabricating and hiding the breath are used for one-on-one, and are not suitable for this occasion.

Therefore, at this time, only the sword.

Crash!

The flying sword in the hand of the white-clothed immortal cut a large moon arc.

The earth beast rushing in the front was about to dodge, but felt a pain in the soul, and the eyes went black, and all kinds of different sword qi attached to the body. These were Song Yan's previous sword perceptions. And those sword qi formed by the combination of "Xuanjian Sutra" and Jianggong bloodline have been integrated into his life secret technique, attacking from both the body and soul to help him kill the enemy.

Swish! !

The earth beast was cut in half, blood was spilled, and the soul was broken.

The white-clothed immortal's clothes were not stained with blood, and his palms were clean. He continued to flutter around and kill everywhere.

One day later, the first batch of approaching earth beasts were all killed, and only a few scattered earth beasts remained in the remaining area.

Song Yan put away his life secret technique, and hurriedly took some black jade, quickly absorbed the black energy to replenish, then put away the earth beast corpse, came to the side of the dark tree, closed the underworld sacrificial array, stopped attracting earth beasts, and then threw all the corpses into the sacrificial array as before.

A "chi chi" sound suddenly came from the array.

The earth beasts began to melt like snow in the sun.

Song Yan sat cross-legged and began to absorb these life energies with the sapling.

A few days later, one person and one tree absorbed all the earth beasts.

Song Yan felt that the originally shriveled trunk of the dark tree had become slightly fuller, and the underworld aura emanating from it actually increased slightly, and the itching sensation in his eyes doubled again.

This number is many times more than when he took the initiative to go out hunting!

Song Yan rubbed his eyes and his consciousness swept around.

The scattered underworld energy quickly found nearby skeletons to possess, and thus attracted scattered earth beasts to kill them. After beating the underworld energy to be thin enough, the earth beasts left again, began to patrol around, and wandered aimlessly. If the earth beasts did not feel the underworld energy after wandering for a while, they would lie down on the ground, and then quickly turned into a huge rock, a mound, or even a small hilltop. If there was no divine consciousness, it would still be considered a part of the world.

During this process, the Dongyu City in the distance was touched by the earth beasts, and one side of the city wall was completely washed away, and a block of houses was trampled into dust. It is conceivable that if there were soldiers and civilians defending the city, those people would have died on the spot.

This land has completely become a battlefield between natural disaster beasts and underworld energy

Ironically, the people who suffered did not die at the hands of the underworld energy, but natural disaster beasts.

Song Yan felt that the world was really strange. The world launched the natural disaster beasts to save itself; but the natural disaster beasts became the biggest disaster that killed the people; he hunted the natural disaster beasts here, which was obviously damaging the world to serve himself, but in fact, he saved many people who migrated westward.

It really doesn't matter who is right or wrong!

He continued to observe.

A few days later, he did not find "any traces of active planning by the natural disaster earth beasts", so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Before, he took the initiative to release the air of the underworld, which was actually a test.

A test of the natural disaster beasts.

If the natural disaster earth beasts have intelligence, then even if he closed the underworld sacrifice formation, the natural disaster earth beasts would most likely organize more forces to come here for a search.

But they didn't.

As for the natural disaster earth beasts deliberately not coming to paralyze him, it was pure nonsense. The scene in front of him could actually prove that "the natural disaster earth beasts, at least the natural disaster earth beasts at the level of the purple palace of the crimson palace, were completely moved by the air, and the rest didn't care at all."

Second, he explored the person who coveted the Dark Tree that day.

The more he cultivated the Dark Tree, the more he realized the extraordinary nature of this mysterious little tree.

The gas of the land is slowly exuded from the ground, but this mysterious small tree can generate the gas of the land by itself. As the more the life of life becomes larger and larger, the air generated by the landfield is increasing.

If it wasn't for him to refine it while the small tree was still a Miaoer, it would be not so easy to practice at this time.

But the opportunity of this underworld was not the first to discover, but another existence.

The existence must continue to find the trace of the trees in the surrounding area. After all, such a big chance, it is impossible to say that you give up and give up.

Song Yan could feel that the existence was unlikely to reach the god baby. At least the consciousness of that person was suppressed by him, and the secrets of the tomb could be learned from the magic of the tomb, or it was related to the ancient tomb of the dragon tomb.

Therefore, he opened the Yinfu to sacrifice the formation and distribute the spirit of the prefecture, not only to attract the natural catastic beasts, test the natural disaster beasts, but also turns into a bait. He tried to catch the secret puppet, cut the grass to remove the roots, and the trouble after extinction.

But many days have passed, and the other party has not moved at all.

Song Yan was not a lucky person. At this time, he thought: ‘Did n’t you find it yet, it’ s a few times in a short time in a short time. ‘

A few days later.

The darkness of the dark land rose from the deep mountains again.

The surrounding beasts suddenly turned their heads and rushed wildly.

In the center of that center, the fairy in white rose with a sword, and it was another killing.

After more than a month.

After two months

On this day, Song Yan once again digested a new batch of native beasts with Mingshu.

The continuous drawing of life energy makes the underworld seedlings produce a root. The roots are very long. For example, the sea demon tactile tactile ignorance of the mud stones is hard, and it spreads directly down, and at the same time, it starts to take the initiative to draw the energy of the earth.

Song Yan thought about it, looked at the underworld, and said silently: ‘invest in one day longevity, watch this tree. ‘

[You thought of ‘Po Xu Shahua’, nothing happened]

‘Po Xu Shahua? ‘

Song Yan suddenly knew the name of this mysterious small tree, but he thought for a while, and felt that the "Po Sama", who did not know why, was not as good as Hades, so he said, "Let's call you underwood."

He thought about it slightly, waved his palms, and took out the ancient Zifu bodies who killed the monk from the storage bag, and said in silence: ' 》 "The Secret of Corpse" is the goal, refining the corpse of the prefecture. ‘

[After a year, nothing happened, but your perception of "The Secret of the Earthfurns Corpse" is slightly deepened]

[Two years later, you have no progress]

[Three years later, you still have no progress]

Song Yan stopped temporarily.

He had been in the place where the ancestral pulse of Wu Xiang was a hundred years of peace of mind, so he stored a lot of birthday elements, but he would not waste it.

The time of enlightenment was to let him know one thing: the corpse of Gu Zifu, as well as the gas of the prefecture, is indeed the material required by the corpse of the prefecture, but it is not enough.

He thought about it slightly, and he was not allowed, so he temporarily set aside it, and turned to look at the earthen beast corpses that disappeared in the offerings, thinking about another problem.

Obviously, the life energy and very little life energy provided by the earthen beasts at the palace level, or the energy efficiency he and the Mingshu can learn from the low level life are extremely low.

If you want to go further, you have to sacrifice with a stronger life.

Song Yanxu thought of the magic mother Su Yao, and the demon mother Su Yao layout for thousands of years. She was even willing to spend a lot of time to deceive many monks to cultivate the "Demon Baby" and compile "the magic baby for the god baby, which can be more stable. The lies of the realm of the gods "are to obtain a higher -level life sacrifice itself.

The number of sacrifices is required, but the quality is even more important.

If so, the ninezer magic mother was afraid that it would come.

He now swallowed the fishing beast's fishing method to look vigorously, but if there is no stronger existence in the natural disaster beast, his progress is not as good as the nine sons.

Of course, Jiuzi Devil did not have his underworld.

Song Yan silently analyzed.

At this time, he watched the trees rooted in the mountains, learned the energy of life from the earth, and swept the distance with the consciousness.

The mountains are empty, many places have long been ruined, and there are no birds and beasts. Only a ray of thin land is lingering. It is scattered in the gathering, and black is diluted infinitely, turning into a sorrowful gray, like haze.

Compared to the vast world, the spirit of these prefectures is really ridiculous. However, Song Yan noticed that the gas of these prefectures was increasing, and the place where exudate was no longer limited to the original ancient tombs, but more borders.

If there is one day, the gas of these prefectures exudes underground in a bustling town inland, and the consequences are completely unimaginable.

That day, it can be said that the beginning of the real end.

The monk can still struggle one or two, and mortals are just like cutting boards and fish, and they have nowhere to escape.

Heaven and earth, how ruthless.

Song Yan secretly felt.

However, he was not so worried at this time.

What he was worried about why the "underworld" had no action yet?

This is unreasonable.

Dead?

Unlikely.

Song Yan's eyes flickered.

He has never been afraid of his opponent or potential crisis in the worst case, and will be implemented immediately after thinking, without any "impossible", "should be okay", "not so coincidental", "cannot be so coincidental" , "Think too much" and other fluke.

He would make up for it for some bad possibilities, and he would make up for it. Even if there was no consequences at all, or others hadn't noticed it, he was willing to do it.

‘If the other party is still alive and see the gas of the prefecture here again, but does n’t come here, what will he do? ‘

‘The beast was destroyed by me by myself, and that day I realized that I had surpassed him. Will he feel that he is likely not my opponent? ‘

‘So, he is looking for a helper. ‘

‘If he still has a helper, it’ s time to stay here for a long time. ‘

A strong sense of vigilance came out of Song Yan's heart.

"It's time to move."

Song Yan got up, raised his hand, quickly put away the flag of "Yinfu's sacrifice", incorporated it into the storage bag, and then took out the Mingshu from the mountain rocks, and temporarily put it in his arms.

That must be like the cold iron that has been frozen in Bingyuan for a century. As soon as he arrived in Song Yan's arms, he was entangled, as if a distorted big hand hugged the master tightly.

Of course, if Song Yan is not its master, then that way, then all the must have been pierced into him, and he has begun to thrive with him as fertilizers.

Feeling the "naughty" of Mingshu, Song Yan touched the branch that had not given birth to the branch, and then raised his hand to remove the formation method.

The gas of the prefecture in the offering of the Yinfu was lost and leaked all out. This is the gas of the prefectures born in the two years of Mingshu, and now it will be completely dispersed.

Song Yan felt a bit pity, but there was no way. And if the trees can grow further, it may be possible that the number of prefectures in the past two years may be born for a month.

Finally, I glanced at this cave, Song Yan raised his hand, and threw a few flying bird shadows from the void.

The birds spread out and fell all over this mountain, leaving to observe the follow -up. And he hidden his breath, turning into a rapid light at low altitudes, and went far.

Huh ~~

Boom!

When Song Yan galloped, when he passed through the city of Dongyu, he found that the city that was still bustling last year had already become a ruins.

He continued to north, along the edge of the barren land, approaching the distant ice mirror wasteland. This land belongs to the increasingly shrinking ancient family. Relatively speaking, he will not encounter harassment of other people, and there will be less accidents.

This is geopolitical advantage.

On this way, where Song Yan arrived was windy and heavy rain, and the earth trembled. Whenever the surrounding surrounding surroundings, the natural catastrophe would be attracted by him quickly and chased him to him.

Fortunately, there are natural catastrophe everywhere, and it may not be conspicuous.

After more than a month.

Song Yan's eyes settled in a small county, the county is on the green mountains, and there are people in the county, and there is a chaos.

Vaguely, he could hear the sound of fighting, while yelling: "This is the grain of my family. You have a friendship with my master. Buy! Tell you, now the price of food has risen, and the money is doubled! "

On the other side, he sneered: "The times are different, this is the order of the immortal."

That humanity: "The fairy is still like this? Really my Zhao family is scared? Be careful I told you to pull the tiger skin and use the name of the immortal"

The words did not fall, but listened to the sharp sound. The long sword had already come out of the sheath, and the people who came to the cabin raised: "Xianling, the Chinese Lord's orders are all ready, but the granary is not opened, it is really dead!"

Immediately afterwards, there was a series of sword pulling, and the next moment was the killing of ping -pong ping -pong, as well as mourning, roar, roar

Some people danced, some flew out of their heads, some people cried, and some fled. Some people praised the drummers, the general of Linlin, and all beings.

Suddenly, the scene of this killing was pressed on the static key, and everyone stopped, watching the dark clouds that covered the sky in the distance. The whistling hurricane is still far away, but you can already see the grand landscape of dragon sucking water, and the rumbling natural beasts step by step like stepping on the hearts of the people, making people cold and locking.

At this moment, no one continued to fight, and everyone looked at the sky in the distance horrified, waiting for this ending.

On the street, a woman was holding a doll, and the doll was holding a sugar gourd in her hand. At this time, when I saw the scene of the dark cloud crowded, the doll cried, and the hands trembled, and the sugar gourd fell down. Seeing it, I saw it. When I was going to the ground, I suddenly came from a soft wind, and sent the sugar gourd to the doll.

Song Yan retracted his consciousness, suddenly turned his head and folded to the east.

Obviously, his previous orders touched the interests of some wealthy, which was the degree of the sword. Everything that happened in this small county is just a microcosm on the vast territory.

It is really ‘even though the era of dark natural disasters has arrived, but the price of a pound of food is not cheap, even a copper board’.

It can't be said that who is right and who is wrong, but the environment where everyone is located is different, and they are naturally different.

Song Yan avoided Kaixian County, and after a few days, he came to an ancient wooden forest.

As soon as he entered the forest, the beast in the distance was small.

Song Yan frowned slightly, but before he responded, he suddenly felt that he had power fluctuations under his feet, and he was swept quickly, but he saw a big green hand with a huge power and grabbing him in his direction.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

His arrival seemed to activate this ancient forest in advance.

Without any hesitation, the white fairy behind Song Yan immediately showed up, and he waved his sword, and his sword was vertical and horizontal.

But the big hand ignored the sword qi at all, and the five fingers crushed the sword qi.

Song Yan Shen was swept away, but he saw the mountains in the ancient wood forest. A tree person with nearly a hundred feet opened his eyes, his eyes were turbid and there was no consciousness.

The hand that grabbed him was completely formed by roots, with bumps on it. The brown bark was far better than the heavy armor of the divine weapon. The rich wood aura that shuttled back and forth was perfectly integrated into the roots. When his five fingers clenched, Song Yan felt that the surrounding world was pressing down on him, wanting to crush him!

Song Yan had seen and distinguished this kind of power.

This is the power of the Divine Infant Realm

And this tree man is

‘a tree man among the natural disaster wood beasts! ’

‘And it is a tree man in the initial stage of the Divine Infant! ’

Song Yan had already used the power of his family to do a lot of homework on natural disaster beasts.

The five elements of natural disaster beasts have their own characteristics. The number of earth beasts is large, and the wood beasts are known for their strange methods.

Sure enough, Song Yan saw that the dark green breath began to overflow from the emerald green hand that was holding him tightly, and the rolling poisonous gas gradually rose.

He didn't dare to test the strength of the poison gas with his body. He raised his left arm violently, and the eight white cave crystal jade gloves were running wildly. With one clench, he used the method of "stepping into the sky with one step", and then transformed into his own secret technique. The palm of the white-clothed immortal tightly grasped the finger of the divine infant tree man, and suddenly broke it forward.

Crack!

The finger was broken.

Song Yan turned into a light and flew out.

It must be said that this natural disaster beast tree man in the initial stage of the divine infant is much stronger than the ancient tribe members in the early stage of the divine infant, even the ancient dragon tomb tribe is still a little worse.

The finger that Song Yan broke suddenly rebounded, and countless vines intertwined with each other and recovered quickly.

At this moment, Song Yan was already thousands of feet away.

However, a black light suddenly broke through the ground, and then tightly wrapped around his ankle, dragging him down, and fell to the ground with a "bang", stirring up billowing smoke and dust.

Countless tree people surged from the surroundings.

Countless vines swam over like snakes, trying to drown him.

But when the smoke and dust cleared, the vines came.

The person below was gone!

In a cave not far from here, Song Yan quickly appeared, quickly inserted the flags of the underworld sacrifice, and then hurriedly threw the underworld tree into it.

As the underworld's aura disappeared, he felt that the movement of the tree man outside the cave had obviously subsided.

Song Yan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself: 'Fortunately, the natural disaster beast has no consciousness and can only move according to the underworld's aura, otherwise I would have to fight with all my strength today. '

He is good at all kinds of escape techniques, and can cooperate with the "Xiaoyao Sutra" and connect the mind escape, so the moment he touched the earth, he instantly escaped. Now he quickly arranged various formations, then sat cross-legged next to the underworld tree, closed his eyes and rested, and recovered quickly.

Slowly, this terrifying forest became quiet.

Song Yan's consciousness swept over the underworld tree.

He could feel the roots of the small tree starting to take root here again, and then quietly began to absorb the life energy of this land in an extremely secretive way.

The speed was not fast, but it was absorbing every moment.

Song Yan fumbled in the storage bag and took out a jar of fine wine he had bought in Dongyu City before. He broke the seal and drank a sip for himself, then leaned comfortably against the stone wall, thinking about the divine infant tree man he had just met, and secretly said: "If I can sacrifice it, it will be very good for both me and the dark tree. '

With this thought in his mind, he reviewed the battle just now and thought about how to break the deadlock.

The next morning, the morning light shone in from outside the cave, accompanied by the breath of an ancient forest.

Outside the cave, the thin miasma was mixed with golden light, and the sound of flying insects flapping their wings and the low hum of insects underground could be heard faintly.

Song Yan stretched his arms, looked at the Ming tree, and was about to do something, but suddenly his pupils shrank, and his mind moved, looking into the distance.

At this time

Dongyu City South.

The mountains were almost flattened, but the earth beasts also dispersed, turning into new hills, scattered everywhere.

Outside the old site of Song Yan Ming Tree, on a mountain road that was far from being called a road, three figures were walking.

Two women and one man.

The woman in the middle had long legs, almond eyes and peach cheeks, with a bit of indifference and confusion in her eyes, and a layer of mysterious mist seemed to cover her eyelashes.

She was tall and slender, wearing a black sword robe wrapped around her proud body, with wide sleeves fluttering in the wind, and a long sword attached to her back.

As she walked, the tassels of the long sword and the ponytail were swaying, and her figure was like a reflection in the water, ethereal and incomparable.

This woman turned out to be the demon mother Su Yao!

The woman on her left was mechanically stiff, her eyes didn't blink, her head didn't move, and her cheeks were painted with two blobs of bright red rouge powder, which looked extremely weird.

The man on her right was smart, looking left and right like a monkey.

The monkey-like man was looking at the demon mother Su Yao respectfully at this time and said: "It's here! I saw the Vasusha flower, but I was late because I was looking for something to put it in, and that guy got there first. I finally found his trace, but found that he was really powerful, so I asked you, the demon mother, to do justice."

The demon mother Su Yao and the stiff woman did not respond.

The monkey-like man continued, "Those who could find the ancient tomb at that time were most likely demons. You said that everyone is a demon, and they all came here to swallow more lives to become stronger, so why bother?"

The stiff woman suddenly said, "If it is really Vasusha, you can't save it."

The monkey-like man said, "I didn't want to save it, I just wanted to use this young Vasusha to do something."

The stiff woman said, "What is it?"

The monkey-like man smiled and said, "The Secret Realm of the Heavenly Venerable."

The stiff woman was stunned and asked, "When did you come?"

Monkey -like man said: "It was here in ancient times, but it was unlucky and had not been able to swallow good goods. Later, he finally swallowed it, and he was beaten by Tianzun. He almost didn't die directly."

The stiff woman laughed mechanically, making a "giggling" sound of the collapse of the gear. At the end, I said, "Tianzun really hit you, you should have become evil thoughts and return to the sea of ​​suffering."

Monkey -like man said: "It was really guessed by you. Tianzun hit me more than one, but played a group. Tianzun deserves to be the strongest in the world in the world.

He was beaten by him, otherwise I didn't know the place he buried, nor could he find the secret situation that day.

However, if you want to enter the secret realm of Tianzun, you must use the Qi of the Palace of Shahua to drive the guard, otherwise if you touch it hard. "

He didn't say anymore, he just shook his head, apparently these practices could not do.

The stiff woman nodded and agreed.

The strongest of a era is also its cemetery. How can it be simple?

The three left for a while.

The monkey -like man seemed to be unattended for a moment. At this time, he said: "Speaking of which, I heard that the ancient people have emerged again on the ancient people. "" "

He was ridiculous, but his eyes were ridiculous, but he was full of cold hatred.

The stiff woman said: "Fake."

Monkey -like man said: "I know."

At this point, the three had come to a completely broken ruins and stopped standing.

The stiff woman said: "That man ran away."

The monkey -like man looked speechless and complained: "This dog is too vigilant? Go away? I have no exposure."

The stiff woman looked at the central government and asked respectfully: "Mother, what do we do?"

The demon mother Su Yao did not answer, but stopped suddenly, her eyes fell on a shadow crow in the distant place.

She looked at the crow shadow.

The crow shadow wanted to bow, but it was too late.

The demon mother Su Yao appeared at the finger of the shadow crow for a moment. She picked her fingers, provoked the crow, and put the shadow double paw to hold her fingertips of her onion white jade.

Monkey -like men came quickly.

The monkey -like man stared at the crow and laughed: "Yo, the dog is still staring at us? The mother."

Without the words, he stopped abruptly.

Because he saw a bit of unbelievable charm on his face.

Therefore, he shut up, because he suddenly realized that the Jiuzi Mother was likely to know the dogs in his mouth.

The demon mother Su Yao looked at the shadow crow and laughed: "I just say how this slippery feeling is so familiar. Always be together "

Suddenly, she seemed to realize something, and said vigorously, "Don't want to slip, you are slipping now, I immediately shot!"

The crow Song Yan said: "Congratulations to Yao'er, I can finally be happy to come, I am really happy for you."

The demon mother Su Yao smiled "Goose Goose", the more smiling the cheeks, the more red, and she stared at the crow's eyes affectionately, as if she saw Song Yan of the other side across the distant space.

"The happiest thing is that after my ontology comes, I can meet my husband so quickly. What do you say in the world? What is there?"

She fell into thought and turned to look at the two followers.

The stiff woman shook her head again and again.

Monkey -like man said: "Come to meet thousands of miles!"

The devil's mother Su Yaozheng first: "That's it. I have a fate to meet with her husband for thousands of miles, after all. It's not a family, not enter a door."

Her eyes were in autumn water, and her red lips were slightly open, asking the sentence: "Husband, where are you?"

The crow Song Yan said: "I miss you, miss the place where we meet for the first time, hey. Do you remember the good time on the mountain?"

The fingertips of the demon mother Su Yao suddenly came out of a hurry and shadow.

Black shadow grabbed a strand of residue in the shadow of the crow.

The thoughts burst out instantly.

But the dark shadow was only locked, and the second lock quickly followed the idea of ​​the thought of thought!

Song Yanren was in the cave, but he saw a horrible shackles falling in the air and grabbed him.

A long -lost hack was born from the bottom of my heart.

However, he also responded quickly, and the king's melting furnace, rosary, and his ghost mother shackles fought forward.

boom! Intersection

Song Yan only felt dizzy, staggered a few steps back, and suddenly sat on the cold stone wall behind the underworld, cold sweat.

However, he also repelled the Jiuzi demon in time.

Song Yan pant with a big mouth, his pupils shrank slightly, and murmured: "It is really a complete sacrifice. If the monk class is equivalent to the god baby, then it is already a god baby. What should I do? manage?"

He gritted his teeth suddenly, and looked in the darkness in a glamorous look.

And at this moment, he suddenly saw a small and cold little root climbing out of the soil slowly, like a small finger "on the ground" Bora Polla ", and did not stop until his fingers. Then he rubbed his palms well, as if feeling his frustration, so as to comfort him.

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