Mixed Miners

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The last thought of the first one two eight chapter

A black smoke mixed with countless golden Mars spurted hundreds of meters away, the air was full of aura, like a huge gunpowder barrel, the golden Mars splashed in the gasoline.

"Boom~"

A white flame emptied into the crowds of fierce battles, instantly turning into a huge fireball that drowned hundreds of square kilometers of gossip patterns, Thunder big holes, eight altars and all the people.

"Ah~"

Countless demon wraps are tumbled in the white flame.

"Deathing konjac?!"

There were a few horrified and angry voices in the scream.

Whether it is a spiritual or a virtual environment, you can't get rid of the demon konjac, and the aura of the whole body will be swallowed and burned. If you can't use the power of the soul to suppress it quickly, the consequences are terrible.

The demon-like demon repair, especially the resistance is very low.

Scream, exclaim, roar, mourn...

Countless sounds rang in the white flame, and countless monsters tumbling in the flames, almost blinking, the battle scene turned into a flame hell.

The imaginary monks who are fighting in the surrounding space are also stunned by this sudden appearance.

Boom ~ bang ~ bang ~

After a few strands of heaven and earth, the spirit of the soul was overwhelming.

Devouring the konjac was suddenly suppressed by these breaths.

But this is a short moment, the loss of the suppression of the eight-pole lock dragon array completely lost control.

"嗷~"

A long, repressed snoring came from the thunder of the thunderous thunder.

This sound is like a long rifle, and it is unstoppable on the heart of everyone. Even with a blue thunder, it is bombarded in the sea of ​​gods.

The weakest realm here is a virtual world, but everyone feels that they are no different from a small ant.

The snoring sounds like a nine-day burst, and the mighty space directly shakes everyone's virtual soul space.

"噗~"

"噗~"

The eight palaces of the Nine Heavenly Palace and the six black men of the Ghost Palace are also **** and violent, and the horror of the horror directly tears open the void!

The rest of the monks fell silently and silently.

"Hang~"

The thunderbolt blasted, and the blue thunder blasted hundreds of thousands of meters high. The void was shattered. A cyan dragon shadow nearly 10,000 meters long rushed out of the thunder eye. It was looming in the thunder of the sky, and the claws roared, the head horns, scales The claws are flying.

Yang Ling, who was in the fire, was not affected by the snoring of this Thunder Dragon. The blue and white Tai Chi ball in the Shenhai Sea slowly rotated and directly absorbed the Qing Lei.

He stared at the thunder dragon, but he didn't feel the slightest fear in his heart. On the contrary, he felt a touch of kindness, especially his Qinglong god. At this time, he was also wandering around the blue thunder and lightning. The roar of the Thunder Dragon.

After the Thunder Dragon has been tumbling for a long time, Zhangkou put all the blue thunder into the mouth, revealing the body of 10,000 meters long, five giant claws stepping through the void in the dark cracks, the dragon body swaying, the eyes thunder and splash, the momentum Hey, domineering side leakage.

Yang Ling’s Qinglong Yuanshen rushed up with a joyous long scorpion, and black and white flames in his eyes fell on the dragon.

"吼~"

The dragon screamed an angry roar in the sky, and left and right in the black and white flames to roll back and forth, but it was never able to get rid of the burning of black and white flames. The body quickly shrank in the flame, and finally became a blue thunderball. God swallowed it into the belly.

Just as the blue thunder beads swallowed into the belly of the Yuanshen, a mysterious and vast atmosphere exuded from Yang Ling, and the Qinglong Yuanshen also shook his head and turned into a thunder and rushed into his sea of ​​gods.

"Hang~"

The sea of ​​gods is shaking, the lightning is thundering, and a character that is transformed by the blue thunder appears in Yang Ling’s mind.

"青龙真雷诀"

However, Yang Ling did not go to see this law, but the gods followed the gods into the blue and white Tai Chi ball, and he was seen to see a horrible picture of the chin.

The dragon-shaped **** disappeared and changed into the shape of the former human form. A person who is exactly the same as himself, wearing a set of blue-brown bronze armor, but only a shadow, only a dragon shadow roaring on the armor It is looming in the blue thunder, and the whole is soaked in white plasma, which looks like awe-inspiring, arrogant and arrogant.

At this time, within a million kilometers, a living person could not be seen.

The huge gossip pattern has long since vanished, and the eight altars have lost the support of the array, and the east and west are suspended around the hole.

Hundreds of demons in the Jiu Tiandao Palace floated silently in space, and the soul of the soul was broken and there was no breath. The dead can no longer die.

The two eggs and the big worms stood on an altar and looked at Yang Ling together. It was so big here that the only one who was still alive was the three main pets.

This is a change. It can be said that the nine-day Taoist palace steals chickens and loses countless meters. There are only a few palace owners who have escaped alive. The only thing that benefits is Yang Ling.

At this time, the big hole that sealed the Leilong Yuanshen has begun to collapse, and slowly turned into a rotating black hole. The black flashes of lightning and thunder broke out like a tsunami-like sound~www.readwn.com~ A powerful swallowing The force emanates from the hole, and the void around it was shattered by powerful suction. Like the broken glass, the large pieces of the dark stream of light were swallowed in.

"嗷嗷~"

The two eggs were frightened and tore to tear Yang Ling's trouser legs.

When Yang Ling woke up from the daze, he found that he had fallen into the hole with the altar and the body of the demon.

I rely on!

Yang Ling was shocked, but it was too late. He hadn’t fully reacted yet. He only had time to press the pet space card. The suction in the hole suddenly increased. When he was black, he felt that the soul was in an endless dark abyss. Among them, then the speed of sinking down, the gods are also stirred into ashes.

Nima, Laozi is really a second force. What do you do in this situation? See how clean the few palace owners and black men are!

This is the last thought of Yang Ling.

......

Time is long, I don't know how long it has passed.

Yang Ling tried his best to open the eyelids that almost pressed a mountain.

The sky is green and surrounded by numerous huge stones that collapse. There are also broken columns and statues in the middle of the stone. Without exception, these stones are also cyan, and the stones are also filled with lingering blue lights.

Where is Laozi’s special place?

Yang Ling struggled to sit up after lying in the gravel for a long time.

It was as painful as being crushed by a road roller, but fortunately, there were no fewer parts on the body.

For this kind of thing to change the map, Yang Ling is already used to it. He is now a virtual world, and there is a spirit boat in hand. As long as it is not a blue monster, it should not be a problem to live.

But first figure out where you are now!

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