Ancient One

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At this moment, Chen Zhongyu sat cross-legged, suspended in front of the bronze ancient battle platform, and said: "Do not score God, everyone concentrates and thoroughly refines the white clothes into slag!"

Hundreds of people are full of energy, and if they can kill Lingbaiyi, they are worth a lifetime of pride.

All of them are full of strength, constantly smashing all kinds of stencils, and the beams of light illuminate each other in the air, forming a vast expanse of arrogance. The power of Haotian floods into the ancient battle platform of bronze, a solemn and solemn, pure land.

Inside and outside the big array are quiet and quiet, affected by the strength of the array, many people have a confused and pious color on their faces, almost kneeling down.

Ming Zhendao: "I don't know how long it will take to refine the white coat. How can I compare the power of the two mirrors?"

This sentence suddenly attracted everyone's attention to the past, suspiciously looking at the mirror, although extraordinary, but to say that you can penetrate the power of the world to peer into the bronze ancient battle platform, do not believe.

Seeing to be hesitant, I said: "This mirror is just a replica of the real mirror, can it withstand the power of penetration?"

Ming Zhen smiled: "Try to know, I really want to see what Ling Baiyi looked like before he died. I think everyone has this need."

A warrior called out: "If an adult has a way to show his inside, everyone is very eager to see it."

A group of people appeared slowly in the crowd. It was the end of the wood with jade, quietly standing in the inconspicuous corner, the eyes flashed in amazement, holding the chin and meditation: "This is really a wonderful treasure. The replica of the mirror, who are these two mascots?"

As soon as he appeared, he immediately noticed that several gods fell on his body. He used to stop and count what he wanted. He paused and smiled and then let go, standing in the crowd like an ordinary person.

Ming sees: "Well, let's use the power of both of you and me to inspire the greatest power of this mirror."

The two suddenly picked up, and they did the opposite movement from left to right. Several marks were punched into the mirror, and suddenly they showed a gray image.

"Why, is the boundary power too strong to wear?" Ming Zhen asked.

Seeing that the eyebrows are locked, I don’t know what it is.

Li Yunqi is a double-minded, and he is alert.

The white piece is the scene when the power of the world was first opened. He once experienced it in the mountains and rivers. What is the origin of this bronze ancient battle platform, it can have the same power.

In fact, the ancient battle platform itself does not have the power of the world, but the squad of the great bliss of the great dynasty, relying on the power of the infinite stars to transform into the bliss of the great dynasty, which has produced a scene like the beginning of the sacred device. .

In the midst of shackles, if there is nothing left, there is a figure sitting in the air and squatting with one hand.

A purple light walks in the upper reaches of him, like a dragon, constantly changing shape.

Li Yunqi was shocked: "Not good! Ling Baiyi is absorbing the power of the world!"

"what?!"

Everyone is a big man, looking at the mirror of the wonderful, but all of them are a doubtful color, as if nothing has ever been seen.

One thousand can't help but say: "Fly, what do you see?"

Li Yunqi’s body was shocked and frowned: “Don’t you see them?”

Ming Zhendao: "The power of the world is too strong. There is no way to penetrate the mirror. Can you really see what Li Yunzhen can see?"

Li Yunxiao stared at it, and it was indeed Ling Baiyi who was practicing in the middle of the white mang, and the purple light flowing on his body was his life-thinking instrument---six-stained purple front!

"I don't know how this mirror is going, but it is indeed Lingbaiyi's ability to absorb the world's power," he said lightly.

Chen Zhongyu’s brows directly wrinkled into the word “chuan” and said: “This is not very likely?”

Ming sees: "Since the mirror can't be imaged, how can I see it? Li Yunhao is making a fool of you."

Li Yun said: "Even if I make a mystery, I should have done it. I said it. As for how to judge, it is a matter of a thousand brothers and Chen Zhongyu."

Wan Yiqian and Chen Zhongyu were somewhat embarrassed and looked at each other and could not make a decision.

"Dingshan brother, Qian Shengxiong, Handa treasurer, with a few opinions?" Wan Yi turned and asked.

Qian Shengdao: "This matter is beyond my ability to judge, not dare to speak."

Han Junting nodded slightly and said: "I agree with Mr. Qian Sheng's opinion. However, Yunxiao's son is pregnant with a moon, and has the ability to see the sky.

One thousand look forward to Ding Shan, said: "Dingshan brother does not know how to think?"

Dingshan didn't have any emotions on his face. He couldn't see his inner thoughts at all. It was also a thousand hearts and he couldn't understand him.

Dingshan said: "Ning is credible, it is not credible."

"Oh?" In the case of a thousand pupils, he said, "What is the solution?"

Ding Shandao: "If you are really practicing in the white, it is almost impossible to go further with his repairs at this moment, so we can wait. But if blindly from Li Yunxiao’s judgment, If the ancient battlefield is opened and released, it will not be a failure."

One thousand thousand smiled and said: "Yes, according to Dingshan's brother. Big and long, don't stop for a moment, right when Ling Baiyi is trapped inside, but everyone can't relax, just in case."

Hundreds of people in the array are all dignified and more serious and focused. What Li Yunqi sees seems to be their shame, all with indignation.

Mingzheng smiled: "The landlord is relieved. In my opinion, most of the white clothes are to be finished. The great bliss is one of the three murderers of the ancient times, and those who are trapped inside are not fortunate."

Ten thousand hearts are also such thoughts, but there is a kind of gloomy feeling that lingers in the heart, making him more and more annoyed. From time to time, look at Li Yunqi, but the other side is a light face, almost no expression like Dingshan. .

Li Yunqi’s look did not move, but the heart was filled with huge waves and staring at the mirror.

Under his eyes, Ling Baiyi is indeed absorbing the power of the world. In addition to the six-injured purple front, the white body is flashing in addition to the faint purple gas.

The purple gas is getting thicker and thicker, slowly turning into a armor, and it becomes more and more clear.

The armor is exquisite and delicate, and it can cover almost any acupuncture point in the whole body. The helmet is like a half face, and it has double horns on it. It is extremely strange and terrifying.

Li Yunxiao couldn't help but swallow a bit, and a "squeaky" sound in his throat. The Lunar New Year can not only be a thousand miles, but also the "vision" in the five senses and six senses. It can also feel the "qi", and the power of the scorpion on the armor makes him feel awkward!

"What is this armor!"

His mind is very anomalous. In the world, even in the rumors, the armor materials that can be searched out flashed one by one in the mind, and none of them could match.

Among his knowledge, the magical scorpion is already an insurmountable existence, but the feeling that the armor gives him is still above the magical sky.

"Where Ling Baiyi got such a thing, and the breath on this armor is so matched with his own killing temperament, it is really seamless."

Li Yunqi’s mood has become dignified. The strength of Lingbaiyi is already at its peak. If it is combined with the power of this armor, the whole new city will be in this place unless the proud sky is here, otherwise no one can match it!

At this moment, the face of Ling Baiyi is very calm and calm, and the seal in his hand has become very slow, but it is extremely strange. Every source that leads to the armor seems to be completely compatible with the handprint of this mystery.

"Refining the mystery!"

Li Yunxiao was shocked. He finally understood what Ling Baiyi was doing!

Instead of practicing by yourself, we will use the power of the world to refine this armor!

"So he didn't completely refine this thing, but this skillful movement and fit is not far off."

Li Yunqi’s forehead permeated cold sweat. Dingshan’s analysis is indeed correct. Even if he really cultivates in the power of the world, there is no possibility of breaking through in a short time, but who can think of Ling Baiyi is in it. Mysterious...

A little bit past, everyone waited quietly, only the hundreds of strong people continued to print, to maintain the operation of the bronze ancient battle platform, one by one tired sweat soaked clothes.

"It’s been a long time, is it dead?" Finally, someone couldn’t help but screamed and immediately caused a lot of discussion.

As long as the thousand is always gloomy, the feeling of inner irritability is getting stronger and stronger. The instinct of the warrior will not be uncomfortable for no reason. He looks to Li Yun and says: "Flying, what you see now. How is the scene?"

Li Yun said: "Since a thousand brothers don't believe what I said, I will know myself."

Thousands of faces are so ugly, and there seems to be a remorse in my heart.

"The mirror has changed." Mingzhen suddenly screamed, saying: "Is it completely slag?"

Everyone looked at the mirror of the wonderful treasures~www.readwn.com~ I saw that the previous ones began to show the general fluctuations of the water pattern, as if the power was somewhat disordered.

Then a large amount of purple emerged from within, and began to flash on the mirror, a seemingly visible white figure in a mess.

"not dead!!"

Someone exclaimed.

Once the anger was abnormal, the inner uneasiness was finally confirmed. He shouted: "Retract the ancient battle platform!"

Chen Zhongyu’s heart is filled with a huge sense of frustration. Although I don’t know what is going on, it’s obvious that the blissful bliss has been lost.

"Withdraw!"

He had to shout, and when he first flew up, countless beams of light suddenly dissipated in a mess, and finally everyone flew away, all white.

The bronze ancient battle platform slowly rose, and a nebula emerged around.

The torrent of torrents surged again and again, and a white figure was like a blizzard of white snow between the sky, sitting quietly there, and it remained unchanged.

Chen Zhongyu was once again hurt by the heart, and under the anger of the heart, a blood rushed into his throat, full of feelings of defeat.

"Ling white clothes, **** it!"

He gritted his teeth and flew on the bronze table. He grabbed five fingers and grabbed countless auras into his palm, slamming the past!

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