Cult of the Sacred Runes

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The natal print on the top of the head blooms with dazzling blue light, mysterious!

"I haven't started to create my own magical powers, so I have broken through to the ten-star gods?" Ye Weiqi, who was sitting in the air, opened his eyes and looked up at the floating mark of his head. His face was full of surprises. The color.

Ordinary people want to create their own high-level supernatural powers, and the power of heaven will come to break through to the realm of God. But they only rely on the power contained in Jindan, and they will directly rush to the ten-star god, and integrate the eighty-one. Thousands of special gods are really much stronger than the fusion of ordinary gods!

"Repairing into the ten-star gods, you can finally understand the heavens!" Ye Wei’s eyes swayed with the expected light, and he waited for this day for too long.

The foundation has been established, and in the future it will be a sea of ​​fish, and the sky will be a bird!

"Unfortunately, I still haven't mastered the low-level magical power of the heavens. I only have the inheritance of a high-level supernatural power. With my current cultivation, even if the power of the gods is comparable to that of the middle-class emperor, it is impossible to cultivate the high-level supernatural powers. ""

At the time of Qingwu Island, Ye Wei realized the concept of sinfulness and sorrow, but because of the limitation of cultivation, he could not really begin to understand the heavenly magical powers of the virginity.

The Emperor of the Emperor is the great emperor of the Great Confucianism. The magical power he left behind is naturally high-level magical power!

The lower emperor can cultivate the low-level supernatural powers of the heavens, and the middle emperor can cultivate the middle-level supernatural powers of the heavens, and the superiors of the emperor can cultivate the high-level supernatural powers.

Ye Wei’s cultivation is a ten-star god, but because of the integration of 81,000 special gods, the power contained in this mark is definitely not weaker than the ordinary median emperor. Even so, Ye Wei can only master the heavenly intermediate supernatural powers at most!

"The wind and rain ancestors are one of the top ten sects. The foundation is extremely deep. There must be a lot of magical powers in the temple. It is time to go to the Shentong Temple to pick a low-level supernatural powerhouse, or a heavenly intermediate supernatural power!" Ye Wei stood up and walked out. The stone disc space. The figure appeared in the quiet room of the Temple of God.

Retreat for three months, the integration of 81,000 special gods, repaired to reach the ten-star god, the power of the gods, comparable to the ordinary median emperor, the physical strength breaks the extreme. The pure physical strength has reached the peak of the emperor!

Before the retreat, even if the force of martial arts was used, Ye Wei’s combat power was only the level of the emperor’s esteem. Nowadays, only the physical brute force can compete with the top of the emperor. If you use the power of this lifemark, you will have the power to face the ordinary median emperor.

At this moment, the gods outside the temple, the door, the ancient Dingmen, the small western boundary of the four peaks of the emperor level of the true disciples have surrounded the palace Qingxue.

Gong Qing Xue's face is pale, his mouth is bloodshot, obviously it is injured, she did not expect that there will be three people in the vicinity of the Shendian Temple!

"I am going to find you. You are actually throwing yourself into the net. Hey, it’s really a waste of time to break through the iron shoes!"

"Little beauty. Not that we have to make it difficult for you, to blame, you will blame Ye Wei for the shrinking turtle! If he has not been hiding in the Temple of God, we will not do anything about your delicate little beauty."

The three major forces, four true disciples, looked at Gong Qingxue with a slap in the face, and sneered at the corner of his mouth.

"Despicable!" Palace Qing Xuebei teeth biting red lips. The crispy chest is undulating and undulating. The corners of the mouth overflowed with shocking blood.

"Little girl, Ye Weina's little beast has offended our three gates, Gu Dingmen, and Xiaoxijie. No matter how strong his talent is, there is no future!"

"You continue to follow him, you will only be tired of yourself, there is no advantage!"

"If you are a smart person, it is better to abandon the dark cast earlier. My pastor is a true disciple. My older brother is a husband, and it is a high-ranking Western high-ranking, first-class superior emperor. I personally merged into the Yuan Dynasty." Thousands of thousand gods, with my potential, sooner or later will become the peak of the emperor, and it is no exaggeration to say that I am ten thousand times stronger than Ye Weina's small animal! I like you, you follow me It’s definitely better to follow me as a double monk!” The young man in a white shirt and holding a folding fan stared straight at the undulating chest of the palace. The eyes burst into lasciviousness and the words were scornful. Said.

"Hey, my husband, you want to be the third double monk? Are we going to give a gift in advance?" Wen Yan, the other three young people's faces showed a complimented smile, joking.

The strength of the pastor is not a real disciple in the true disciples, the potential is also very general, the greatest achievement of a lifetime is only to become the peak of the emperor, but he has a great big brother, the shepherd is the third hand of the small West. First-class superior emperor strong!

In the storm, there are really few people who dare to provoke the shepherd. The husband of the patriarch is holding his own big brother and has always been a fortune. Now there are two double monks.

After seeing Gong Qingxue, he couldn't help but get a color heart again, and wanted to put Gong Qingxue into his own harem!

"You!" Gong Qing was so angry that his face was white and his voice was cold and cold. "Don't dream! What do you count, and what is it with Ye Weibi? Even if men all over the world are dead, I will not look at it." you!"

Gong Qingxue is really anxious, she has never met such a shameless person!

"Hey, stinky, don't give your face a shame! None of the women I saw in the pastoral can escape from the palm of my hand! Toasting and not eating fine wine!" Muzong snorted and blinked in his eyes. Spicy light, one step, the figure swayed, directly appeared in front of Gong Qingxue, and reached out to the palace Qingxue face fan.

No matter how the animal husbandry is not a thing, he is also the strongest under the peak of the emperor. The cultivation of Gong Qingxue is only a return to the Yuan Dynasty. The gap is too big. This slap, Gong Qingxue has no ability to resist.

"beat!"

The crisp slap sounded, and the cheeks on the left side of Gong Qingxue quickly swollen, with five clear finger prints on it.

"Little scorpion, Laozi can see you, you are a blessing, what do you think you are? Just play with things!" Muzong's face was gloomy, his hands were like steel tongs, and the cheeks of Gong Qingxue were somewhat deformed.

"I am not as good as Ye Wei's little beast. If you have the courage, you can try it again!" Muzong was fierce and cold, and he himself knew that his potential, talent and Ye Wei could not be compared. To be honest, he The potential of Ye Wei, the words of Gong Qingxue undoubtedly poked his pain points.

"Oh!" Although Gong Qingxue was full of helplessness and fear, but still reluctantly said, "What about 10,000 times? You are not as good as Ye Wei, not even with Ye Weibi!"

"Looking for death!" Muzong was angry and shouted. "I am not afraid of your mouth, you can't get your heart, and you can get your people!"

The patriarch was used to the desire of the storm, and nothing was what he did not dare to do, especially now that he was burning in anger, and anger had wiped out the reason.

The patriarch was so in front of everyone, and he wanted to tear the clothes of Gong Qingxue.

Gong Qingxue was shocked. She couldn’t think of it. This group of people could be so lawless and hurriedly dodge.

Just listening to the "嗤拉" sound, the majority of the sleeves of Gong Qingxue was torn off by the shepherd, revealing a snow-white jade arm, exuding a heart-warming luster.

"You! Bastard!" Palace Qingxue is as clear as the beauty of the pool, and the tears of grievances are rushing out, struggling to struggle, and the pears are rainy and pitiful and helpless, which makes people feel distressed.

"Ha ha ha! Now regret it is too late! Lao Tzu makes your mouth hard!" Muzong laughed, no mercy, but also continue to tear the clothes of Gong Qingxue.

The other three true disciples slightly frowned. Although they felt that the pastor had done a little over, but thought of the eldest brother of the pastor, they were silent and stood by and watched.

"I am dead, don't be smeared by such a bastard!" Gong Qingxue bit his red lips, looked awkward, and made a determination to die.

Just as Gong Qingxue was ready to motivate the power of Qinglian in the body, when he forced himself to blew himself, there was a burst of anger and anger.

"brute!"

A figure in the Temple of the Gods rushed out quickly, and suddenly the head of the shepherd was pinched from behind.

This figure is just out of customs, ready to go to the temple of the gods of Ye Wei!

"boom!"

Ye Wei pinched the neck of the shepherd, the body brute force broke out, picked up the shepherd, and smashed to the ground. In the blink of an eye, the rock broke and sprinkled with countless stones, and the earth cracked the cobweb-like crack.

When Ye Wei walked out of the Shenzi Temple and saw that Gong Qingxue was insulted, the anger went straight to the brain, his eyes became red, and his body was full of suffocation, like a demon coming out of the nine secluded hell, his heart was boiling. Can't stop it!

This group of beasts, dare to treat Gong Qingxue so!

"Hey! Hey! Hey!"

Ye Weiyue wants to get angry, and the body brute force that is comparable to the imperial concubine of the peak of the peak is bursting wildly, screaming at the patriarch, and slamming into the earth again and again.

At this moment, Ye Wei left everything behind, he just wanted to kill!

"Ye Wei..." Gong Qingxue looked at the mad Ye Wei, a warm stream rushed into his heart, his nose was sour, his tears were like the flood of the embankment, and he couldn’t help it anymore. He ran down his cheeks. .

Gong Qing Xue's talent is higher and stronger. After all, he is only a girl. He is so insulted and even almost dead. After seeing Ye Wei for his own sake, the fragility and fear in his heart can no longer be tolerated. All released.

"stop!"

"court death!"

"Quickly open the pastoral!"

At this time, the other three true disciples returned from the shock, and screamed and rushed to Ye Wei.

Suddenly, the three of them did not react. The pastor was the strongest under the peak of the Emperor, and Ye Wei was also the strongman at this level. How could she have no power to fight against Ye Wei?

Although there are doubts in my heart, I saw that the priest was so mad at Ye Wei, and he couldn’t take care of it. If he didn’t take it, the shepherd’s dying would be ruined. The shepherd’s big brother was a small west high-ranking, if the shepherd had a What is lost, humiliation, they can not afford it.

~~ There is still a chapter in a while, a small explosion. (To be continued) r466

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