Commanding Wind and Cloud

June four seven is unreal and true

Dividing gold, cutting water, breaking the waves, cracking the ground, cutting the sea ... and breaking the ground, the eight types of blood battles are combined with each other ... forming a chain of chopping, faintly asking the stars to come up with a new thing.

Watching the changes in the body with enthusiasm and quiet, combined with the links between various fighting marks.

The stars come into me, I am the stars! The more enthusiastically you understand your thoughts, you are God in this body, as long as you find the laws in it, you can arrange as you want.

The individual marks are combined with each other, and a trace of fighting spirit runs through the link. The enthusiastic body is more and more like an independent star. Under this star, all the marks are beginning to be full of vitality.

The stars are already one! The stars are independent again! The enthusiasm faintly grasped what he instinctively wanted to do, that is, to unite all the seals together to form a truly complete star. How powerful is the power to hold the stars in your hands?

Top fighting spirit! Top fighting spirit! Top fighting spirit!

Feel the enthusiasm of martial arts. The Holy King made the sacred king to kill the **** of the night. The throne of the gods and the pride of the world are the strongest. Qiankun will kill the night of the gods and the seal of the throne, and ask the demon to be proud of the world. Nine days is the strongest. As a result, if covering the sky is just the essence of Lucifer's heart, you can't reach this point. A life and death experience has stimulated your potential. If you don't have any potential, you can't reach this point.

potential! It's the first time that energy has truly felt its potential, and today's potential has not been exhausted to the limit.

Strength seems to be growing, but it is still unable to break through the so-called peak and enter the state of sanctification. Almost at the same time, there was a strange feeling of energy. Even if there was no soul soldier and holy weapon, I could still rely on my own efforts to break into the holy.

This is not a kind of blind faith, but a feeling of being unclear, but this breakthrough requires more savings, and what should be done with such savings? I do n’t even know about the motivation ...

"Wake up ... wake up ... motivation finally woke up ..."

The misty and faint voice gradually became clearer, and the energy quickly recognized the mad song of the coming of the voice. There was a fast-paced person next to the broken wind, and the person whose heartbeat accelerated but controlled the breath was handsome, mentally. The one with rapid fluctuations is Mu Nazhen.

The enthusiasm suddenly opened his eyes, looking at the rosy complexion in front of him, not at all like a crowd of people who had suffered great damage, and a clear smile across his pupils: "You ... Lucifer's heart?"

"Otherwise?" Broke off the wind, stretched a lazy waist and fell into the sand, lit a cigarette, inhaled the thick smoke into the lungs, and then sprayed out of the nostrils: "I thought, this My life is over. I didn't expect that this time it became a good thing because of the disaster. "

Everyone looked at each other and smiled. It was tragic that they were going to die that day. Now they still remember the blood, and how beautiful they are in their mouths on weekdays. It ’s better to experience something like that once.

"Someone is holy?" Curiously looked at a few people around, everyone was a group of potential soldiers. This life and death battle did not die. With the supplement of Lucifer's heart, it is not surprising that there is a sanctity.

"No ..." Burning Road shook his head.

Energetic eyes fell on Chekforte's face. Although they were still a pair of eyes, one of them did not have the slightest movement, and all looked gray, and lost all his energy.

Destroy the demon eye, it's gone!

"I made you blind ..." The motivational tone was low: "If you cover the sky, I won't change your eyes that day ..."

Chick Follett interrupted the motivation: "It is my choice and it has nothing to do with you. If I don't agree, I can't change it."

The energy was silent for a few seconds and the eyes went blind: "This eye, I want it to come back!"

"I believe." Chick Follett smiled rarely. "I'm waiting."

"That's right! Even if we have to dig out the eyes of the devil, we can make our sister-in-law come back ... I rely on it! I'm doing it for you, how can I draw a sword and cut me? My devil will fight with you."

Broken wind protects himself with both hands, his teeth biting a cigarette holder like a little hooligan.

"Go!" The energy jumped up from the bed and went outside: "Let's go again."

"Where to go?" Broken wind looked puzzled to drive.

"Ancient desert sand and sea." The energy stretched lazy waist, the bones of the whole body kept beating like a firecracker continuously: "It can't be so, there must be holy artifacts in it! Important, the undead should think We left ... "

"They won't take it away?" Mu-na really queried everyone's questions.

"I don't know, but I want to go again."

"I'll go too ..." Broke the wind and smiled and walked out the door: "Can't be beaten for nothing."

Fen Tu crazy song walked out of the door with a silent smile. Although this beat was not in vain, everyone got more benefits, but everyone can get together because they have the same habit, that is attachment!

Not only did I get the thing I wanted last time, but it also made people run around like a grandson. What about it? This is not everyone's character!

If everyone has such a character, the wind breaks back to the Serpent Royal family to change the family name, Chek Follett has long been the concubine of Lucifer, and the song of Burning Path has long abandoned the bloodline warriors. I wouldn't be desperate to save energy.

As for motivation? Everyone understands that in the face of a huge family like the Qiang family, they do not always bow their heads.

Perseverance! The common characteristics of everyone brought everyone together.

"Then let's sneak away quickly." Mu Nazhen managed to open the folding fan: "While my brother is not here yet, while Tie Nan is still healing, or ..."

Everyone nodded together, and now wanting to leave Mu Na Zhence to enter the ancient desert sand and sea, Sao Baoli will never agree! But if the second prince is known, it is absolutely impossible for Sao Baoliu to go to the ancient deserted sea.

At that time, Sao Baoliu will not be able to go, and will also drag everyone to find another time to go to the ancient deserted sea.

Ancient deserted sand and sea, the appearance will not change in hundreds of thousands of years.

I do not know how many times I have entered this ancient deserted sea, let alone how many times I have lamented the wonders under the stars. No matter how fierce fierce battles have been here, he can give the traces of the battle to Completely eliminated.

It seems that there is really nothing, and it can leave no trace on it, just as no one can change the stars in the sky.

Ancient deserted sea! It's not that no one wants to conquer this huge sand sea, and many people have tried planting trees, but no tree can live beside the sand sea.

Stepping on the position of the fierce battle that day, do you even suspect that you have really fought here? The sky full of yellow sand, the endless blood corpse, the shouting shout to kill, the collapsed earth.

All the traces of the battle have been moved a little by the ancient barren sands and seas, and they will be thoroughly cleaned up. If there is fighting skills in the sky, this can also be achieved ...

The sand was squirming again, and a huge sand dune, with small groups of sand dunes, appeared again in front of everyone.

Energetic smiled again, I really can't see that there have been violent battles here. If there were violent battles in other places, the surrounding area will be very desolate, and even the desolate Warcraft will not easily approach there.

Today, these sand dunes, which obviously did not belong here, have already lived here.

The burning song of Burning Path stepped forward and leaped high, and the huge palm smashed into the sand's head, and the force of power poured into it. The body of the sand earthworm suddenly shattered into countless pieces. Its amazing splitting ability is here It disappeared without a trace, the beautiful magic core rolled out in the air.

The largest sand dune died, and the broken wind directly opened the bloodline power. The ghost of Hydra had just appeared. Those sand owls that had been jubilant before had directly penetrated into the ground and disappeared without a trace.

After going through a war that is no different from death, the power of the Hydra blood in the broken wind is stronger, and the Hydra behind it seems to exist at any time. Warm-like arrogance.

Sandy instinctively thought that the opposite was not a prey, but a truly domineering World of Warcraft, which could easily devour them.

Broken Wind received the blood and warped and sang with a smile on the way back to the burning path: "How? Or am I more effective?"

Burning the mad song casually gave away the magic core, a magic core may be used to exchange money, but it is definitely better to give it to the inscription master, everyone does not know when to develop a tacit habit, got Good materials, whether it is a potion material, a mysterious potion material, or any other material, just throw it away.

He slashed all the way, and he had hundreds of different magic cores in his hands. This amazing amount was something he couldn't even imagine before, and it was only in a place with a huge number of World of Warcraft such as the ancient desert sand and sea ~ www.readwn.com ~ to get so many magic cores.

If you change to a slightly lower-level adventure environment, the number of mercenary soldiers hunting Warcraft is even more than one hundred times and one thousand times more than Warcraft. It is very difficult to encounter a Warcraft, often a Warcraft Several mercenary regiments are required to compete with each other.

There is only a place like the ancient deserted sand and sea. The number of World of Warcraft is enough, and the number of people or demons entering it is very rare. The number of magic cores in the personal collection of the true dynasty is also counted as very much. rich.

Of course, this magic is nothing compared to a collection that is motivated in the endless world. It's just a pity that the magic core of the endless world can only be used for inscriptions or forging exercises, and it can't really be used by the true policy dynasty.

Energized to close the magic core, he shook his head vigorously, entered the endless world for a long time, and gradually lost himself a little. Can't tell whether the space he exists now is illusory? Or is the endless world illusory?

What is unreal? What is true?

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