Mixed Miners

For Yang Ling, the master of virtual reality that relies on opportunities and constant fattening for most of the time, the understanding of the rules is not as good as it is. After all, after thousands of years of practice, although the realm has not arrived, the knowledge is not so bad, but the knowledge reserve is Still enough, at least if he encounters such a rule in the future, he will not have the situation of watching the stars like Yang Ling.

Any strong person, in the face of the power of the fleeting rules of the moment, the comprehension between the moments is crucial, as long as you grasp a trace, you can continue to understand the infiltration, until finally grasp the rules Essence, the power of calling rules.

The faint red flames form a thin chain, which appears in Yang Ling's consciousness. It burns, twists, transforms, and fuses into another chain, bending, hovering, transpiration and disappearing.

Really only a moment, the red flame chain disappeared without a trace.

Yang Ling: ...

Why are you kidding me? Because he didn't have time to see it clearly, the chain disappeared, but at the moment when the chain disappeared, Yang Ling felt a horrible breath blast in the sea of ​​God. When consciousness returned to the body, the pain followed. Come.

"噗~~"

A blood squirted more than ten meters away, Yang Ling squatted to the ground, squatting on the cross-legged five-hearted splatter, while the top five brilliance splashes, the three purple lotus phantoms emerged, and the flash of light flashed out The rolling spirit of the body wraps the body in it.

"嗷~~~"

The dragon was tumbling in the cave, and a red flame burned out of it. The flame kept twisting and changing. In the flame, the electric awns were like fireworks, and they were blasted in the blood of the muscles and bones. Bones, sharp bone spurs, strong scales, accompanied by the constant sound of cymbals, a mass of blood on the huge body of the violent violent, 霎 time, a 10,000-meter-long dragon is full of flesh and blood.

Yang Ling’s body trembles constantly, his body robe has been turned into ashes, and the acupuncture points are blasted to open the holes of the size of the soybeans. The splattered blood fog is accompanied by thunder and light, and the body is filled with red thunder and blood. Constantly burning, it is simply too late to be annihilated. The thunderstorm in the Shenhai Sea is like a volcanic eruption. The Yuanshen plate sits in the center of the Eight Diagrams of Heaven. The eyes are flashing in the eyes, staring at the dense red electric mans, and the translucent bronze armor. On the top, a Qinglong virtual shadow roared incessantly, and the electric mans continued to blast, and the Qinglong virtual shadow also collapsed, and even the armor also appeared a crack.

"噗噗~~"

Yang Ling's **** suddenly blasted, muscles and bones were blown into the smashing in the electric light and turned into black fog, and the sea of ​​gods was even more horrible. The cracks on the bronze armor became more and more obvious, even on the gods. Cracks began to appear, and as the Yuanshen began to crack, the vast sea of ​​gods also swayed violently, and huge cracks began to appear.

"Chain, chain..."

Yang Ling closed his eyes. Although he had no experience, he also knew that he had been innocent and was brought into the catastrophe caused by the advancement of Xiaolong.

This time the robbery came too suddenly. Although the power of the rules just passed away, he did not give up, and he could not give up.

If you can't survive this thunder, you will definitely be wiped out.

"Flame...chain..."

Yang Ling’s **** is still trying to judge these two things. Lightning actually inspired the flame chain, and it first appeared in consciousness.

And consciousness is the foundation of life, the source of thinking, the switch to control magic, magic... time magic.

Yang Ling instantly thought that in the stone monument, Daxie was trapped in the array by the magic civilization with time chains. At that time, the time rule was to condense into a burning flame chain, and those flames... are runes.

The time flame is a rune composition, and then condensed into a chain, then this flame is also a rune?

Yuan Shen reached out and grabbed a hand, and an arm turned into a huge faucet. Zhangkou swallowed a large piece of thunder fire, and then the next round of the soul of the soul tower, the Yuanshen stepped into the bronze palace and sat down, then the red flame of the raging It burned from the body of the Yuanshen, but at the same time, a group of blue light in the palace wrapped the gods and slowly pushed the flame into the body of the god.

Time flies for five hours.

Yang Ling’s body is like a sieve, and there are holes everywhere.

Although he looks very horrible at this time, in fact Shenhai has begun to slowly stabilize.

Among the bronze palaces, there is a faint red flame floating in front of the gods. If you look at the flames, you will find all the small runes that are flashing and flashing. These runes are from the magic civilization. The magic runes, Yang Ling built with consciousness, the spiritual power condensed, and the power of the flame rule was integrated into these runes, slowly accumulating into a flame.

This flame is sometimes elongated, sometimes twisted, constantly changing shape, trying to condense into a circular lock shape, but it will collapse every time it will succeed.

At this time, after swallowing the golden golden beads, the five black scorpions that attracted the robbery ~www.readwn.com~ have gradually resisted the thunder, and the blue flame in the body began to burn again. He began to heal, and the snake-shaped head that grew up finally began to grow up. Among the ten big eyes of the five heads, the blue light lingered, and a group of stars flashed and annihilated in it, as if the universe was born between the moments. The annihilation, an extremely horrible breath slowly radiated, and all the thunder in the cave was dispelled. At the same time, this breath rushed into the sky and directly rushed into the huge vortex.

With this provocative atmosphere, the black vortex over the Longjiao Peak is more turbulent. At the same time, the condensed color clouds glare and the 10,000-meter-long brontosaurus roar in it. Walking, stirring hundreds of millions of miles of the sky, followed by tremors, and the whole planet and followed by a slight tremor, in the mountains, countless beasts do not dare to show up.

"Boom~"

After a long period of accumulation, a blue thunder with a thickness of three kilometers smashed down. The whole dragon peak collapsed with the splash of thunder, leaving only half of the pile less than 50 kilometers high.

Inside the cave, the last head of the five dragons has been roughly formed, leaving only the horns on the head not growing out, the body is more powerful, the body is as long as 15,000 kilometers long, and the scales of the body begin to turn into blue. Black, five heads at the same time looked up at the top of the head, kept squatting.