Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Li Yaozhen couldn't help but say: "This is a savage person. I don't understand the words that you are turning around in these songs. However, it is really strange to see a few friends who are sullen and unhappy. For the sake of almost all of the peaks of the Yuan Ying period, I couldn’t find too many rivals. If this piece of heaven and earth is really a dense and dirty wine tank, if you don’t want it, why not? Crush it directly and completely smash it!"

"Smashed, smashed?"

Qi Zhongdao smiled a few times, looked at the night that was thick and could not be opened, muttered, "Ling, don't understand, this wine tank is made of copper and iron casting, it is seamless, and it is filled with people." The soft bones, the spirits of the soul, are soaked in them, the black scorpion can't see a little bit of light, how can it be broken and smashed?"

"I know that you came to the Central Plains from Wunan. You want to make a name for yourself and pursue the realm and status of the invincible day. But, huh, even if it is really invincible, how? If it is not only in this dark wine. The tank is full of clouds and rain, and it’s hard to get out of the tank, but it’s hard!”

Li Yao Shen said: "Aside from the four murders and the emperor, we are five together. It is almost the most powerful five comprehens in this world. Can we not do whatever we want and extend our will?"

Qi Zhongdao shook his hand, picked up his index finger, and pointed to the bustling city of Huxiao in the distance: "If you want to be rich and wealthy, people admire or close the door to clean up, climb the supreme realm of the gods, then naturally If you get what you want, everyone will respect you, hold you, serve you, and let you taste the wind and the rain!"

"But, if you want to change the land and reorganize the Qiankun, the peak of a Yuanying period in the district, what counts, but it is a dying worm in the big tank!"

"Yes, our five repairs have reached the peak of the peak. The ordinary Yuan Ying is not in our eyes. What about it? Now there are dozens of Yuan Ying and hundreds of knots in the Tiger City. Even if we have five joint players, can we compete with them, let them listen to our orders, and bring out all food and resources?"

"Even if our five strengths are ten times stronger, we can join hands to suppress them all and turn them into powder. What is the use? The specific affairs must be handed over to specific people, and they will be given the best. Opportunity, the newcomer, the most up to the bones for three days, is not the old party!"

"What's more, killing dozens of yuan infants and hundreds of knots in one breath, who can do this? Really did it, it is not the magic road in the magic, and the enemy of the whole comprehension." Is it a good thing to be in the turmoil of the realm of comprehension and the endless struggles in the world?"

The sigh of Qi Zhongdao silenced several peerless masters.

The master of bitterness read a Buddha number and said: "I didn't expect Qi Shizhu to see it so clearly."

"I have always seen it very clearly."

Qi Zhongdao pointed to the front in a drunken way. "Just in the past, I didn't want to see it so clearly. Until today, I have to admit that I have no way!"

Several monks of the Yuan Ying period, looking at the direction of his fingers.

Between the heavens and the earth, which is mixed with chaos, it is the mud washed out by the floods. It is like an endless swamp. It does not see half of the road.

Li Yao, Qi Zhongdao, Yan Liren, the master of bitterness and the caller Ba Xiaoyu, all stared at this piece of muddy road without a road.

"Boom! Hey!"

Above the scorpio, there was another suffocating thunder, and dozens of lightnings were falling, and the wind was rising. It was a prelude to the storm.

"Look!"

By the light of the lightning, the five eyes were sharp, and I saw it in the depths of the mud, on the far horizon, where a blisters were connected with a blisters, and several small black spots were creeping!

The bitter master shook the rosary and smashed in the direction of the small black point. The rosary released a soft brilliance in the air. It was like a lighthouse and a torch. Everything underneath was clearly seen. !

It turned out to be three victims!

Everyone is fixed on the eyes. Now these three victims are carrying a door panel across the mud and lifting the buoyancy in the mud.

Sitting on the door is a white old man and a middle-aged woman with a six-year-old. The old man is actually skinny and dying. The woman is even more shocked and shocked. It seems to be full of flesh and blood, and it is called a round belly to **** in!

Even so, the two still hold two bamboo poles in their hands, and they don't know that they are the wormwood. They are desperately poked in the mud, keeping balance and controlling the direction.

Behind the door panel, there is a five-and-three-thick, ugly man in the chest, and clenched his teeth, making his strength, pushing the door panel, and kicking his feet in the direction of the Tiger City. come.

They must have seen the light of the Tiger City, knowing that there is hope in life, and they are desperate to risk the traverse of this piece of the realist who feels that there is no way to go.

Hearing the thunder and seeing the lightning, knowing that the storm is coming, the faces of the three victims are pale.

If the storm really comes, their little door panel, there is no hope in the storm and thunder!

I don't know what the woman in the Liujiajia said to the strong man. The strong man snorted and the roots were erected. The degree of pushing the door plate suddenly increased. He wanted to push the door panel to safety before the storm.

The degree of wielding the bamboo poles of the old lady and the woman also accelerated a lot, until the "beep", the bamboo poles broke in the mud!

This is an impossible task.

But the three people seemed to be unclear about this. They tried their best to push, plan, and row, as if they had become three numb machines, and even the bright rosary in midair did not arouse their half point. reaction.

This scene made the five monks of the Yuan Ying period seem to be turned into five statues.

Qi Zhongdao is even more stunned, red-faced, and smashed to the extreme.

"Save people!"

The master of bitterness wakes up like a dream, and Huo Ran gets up and rushes over to the three victims.

But he still took a slow step, calling Huazi Ba Xiaoyu faster than him, and two steps to the end of the horizon.

"Qidaoyou, look!"

Li Yao saw that Ba Xiaoyu and the bitter masters all came out, and Chang Shu breathed a sigh of relief. He couldn’t help but align with the middle of the road and laughed. "Without the road, we will fly over and we will be self-cultivators!"

"Boom! Boom!"

A few thunders are like guns, and a group of white horrible smog is under the city of Dongning, like a white lotus bloom.

When Bai Lian gradually spread into the sky, as if it had become a huge ancient tree with a canopy, under the "canopy", there were thousands of translucent human figures.

It’s all sinister ghosts!

These sinister ghosts, and Li Yao and other people in the rush to Dongningfu road encounter different ghosts and ghosts, although it is a ghost, but there is no point in the teeth, ghosts called the sky, but the haze, death, sinking Straight hooked on the top of the tower, let people take a look, the head must be blown open, the entire spine has to be numb for a long time!

If it is a metaphor, it is like the difference between the untrained rabble and the elite soldiers who have spent the rest of their lives.

This is not an ordinary lonely ghost.

It is the "mother of the world", the white lotus ghost army that Bailian's mother Wan Mingzhu personally modulated and trained!

"White Lotus Ghost Army is going to die!"

Called Hanako Xiaoyu on the psionic flying boat, snorted.

At this moment, it has been half a month since the Tiger City was broken.

Li Yao, Qi Zhongdao, Yan Liren, the master of bitterness and the caller Ba Xiaoyu, five first-class masters, finally followed the big forces, came to the Dagan Dynasty, one of the top three prosperous cities, Dongning!

This is also the most important part of Li Yao’s observation report.

At present, it seems that Bailian Ghost Army is a very suitable partner. Li Yao is keen to find an opportunity to communicate with Bailian's mother, at least to make a little good relationship.

The process of coming all the way is not very smooth.

The major sects who had been aided in the past were only five days in Huxiaocheng, recruiting a large number of new people or cannon fodder, and allocating the resources left by the Tigers and the Black Skulls. Tightly and slowly toward Dongning.

Along the way, after encountering a large number of victims, or devastating sects in the natural disasters, they stopped to "stop a helping hand". As for what was doing secretly, Li Yao was not interested in knowing.

In this way, stop and go, stop and go, until three days ago, finally came from the Dongning House, the most unwilling to hear from everyone, the masses of ghosts and ghosts have dared to release the white lotus ghost in broad daylight. The fog, which obscures direct sunlight, appears in the city of Dongning, and the more it gathers, the more signs of dispersal. Instead, it is like a well-trained army that bans the army, steers the corpses, and digs the crypts. Acting as a camp, I don’t even know where to carry hundreds of decaying coffins, and I don’t know what it is in the coffin.

This shows that Bailian's mother, Wan Mingzhu, has already collected enough Yin soldiers and ghosts, and has the strength to attack Dongning House!

Until now, the Central Plains reinforcements were somewhat eager to move forward to Dongning.

However, Bailian’s mother, Wan Mingzhu, can ravage the southeast for decades. Obviously, it’s not easy to get along with her. Their movements in Huxiaocheng are so big, they have long been locked in the direction and marching route, but they are arranged along the way. Two sinister ghosts intercepted.

Although the sinister ghosts were defeated, these sinister things still slightly delayed the pace of the people.

When they arrived in Dongning City, the White Lotus Ghost Army had already had two waves of attacks.

Under the city of Dongning, it was covered with broken, rancid walking corpses.

Before the screaming of the ghosts in the air, the screams of ghosts and screams, and the smell of fire!

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, I wish all of you brothers and sisters a happy family, happy Mid-Autumn Festival!

I haven't asked for a ticket for a long time. Today, Mid-Autumn Festival, the old cow has to accompany the family at night. In the daytime, I will have four more, and by the way, I will ask for a ticket!

The way out of the ancient sacred world, the next coming out, everyone should not worry, the old cow must be fast! To be continued.

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