Mixed Miners

Yang Ling's cheeks are constantly pumping, and there are 10,000 kinds of impulses to rush to use this foot to kill this big scorpion.

It’s hard to resurrect the spirit, who knows that it’s a loss. If you want to get the spirit, you need to kill the big cockroach and destroy the huge seal.

However, this seal may be the main **** of the underworld, how to make a **** of its own path.

Paralysis is paralyzed, your uncle, your uncle!

In the heart, Yang Ling pointed to the altar and painted hundreds of circles and suddenly woke up, and the gods entered the sea of ​​gods.

"Big bells~"

"what's up?"

"Is that grimace still alive?"

"Alive alive!"

"Let him out, I have a few words to ask him!" Yang Ling said quickly.

Chaos Zijin Bell did not speak, but vacated, a black light spurted out from the bell mouth, and turned into a grimace.

"嗷~~"

Grimace stunned for a long while before he woke up, and the excited ghost screamed and turned into a stream of light to Yangling's Shenhai exit.

"Booming and banging~"

Numerous chains of gold and silver appeared in the sky, and the Shenhai exit was completely sealed. Many of them were like the dragons and went straight to the ghost face.

The grimace screamed wildly, and a strand of colored starlight in the eyes continued to spurt into a slashing knife to open the dense chain, and soon opened the rule chain.

"Big bell, help me to follow him!" Yang Ling was in a hurry.

The purple gold bell appeared on the ghost face, and the three rounds of runes and shadows fell to cover the ghost face.

"Despicable and shameless Mozu, let go of this god, or I will have to smash you a corpse." Grimace struggles in the rune, but always breaks away.

"You don't struggle to be fearless, and honestly answer my question. Otherwise, I will use this big bell to live and ruin you. Do you believe it or not?" Yang Ling's statue of the **** is wearing a bronze armor and holding a dragon gun. In front of the grimace, the chains of gold and silver are flying around the sky. The cyan dragon hovering in the armor and roaring, it looks pretentious.

The action of the grimace struggle stopped slowly. After a moment of silence, he said, "You ask!"

"Are you a **** of death in the underworld?"

Daxie said with great anger: "Yes, this **** is the death **** Corato. You have pressed my town here for a long time. Why do you want to ask my identity deliberately? Isn’t your shame on this **** enough?"

Sure enough, Yang Ling felt a stone falling in his heart, so he said faintly: "Because I am not a demon!"

"How is it possible?" Grimace stared at the statue of Yuanshen. "You have the perfect kind of magic that the Mozu Holy Spirit magician has. How can it be not a demon?"

"What is this strange!" The statue of Yuanshen gently tapped the finger, and the soul tower of the town flew to the front. Only a bronze wheel at the bottom of the tower turned, and the bronze palace landed.

"Reincarnation of the shrine?" Grimace couldn't help but swayed in surprise.

"Yes, I was originally a dragon, but it blended with the magic of the Mozu and activated the reincarnation."

The grimace was completely forced, and after a long while, he shook his head and said: "This is impossible. How can the Longyi people activate the reincarnation of the shrine? What's more, the power of the **** to cultivate death, the power of the demon to cultivate life, this The two rules are naturally opposite, and it is even more impossible to merge together. You...what is your identity, and..."

The grimace looked up at the purple-gold bell hanging over the head, and the cheeks were constantly twisted and changed. "What is the origin of this bell, why I feel that I can't resist it."

"Is there a chaotic spirit that I have heard of?" Yang Ling asked faintly.

"What?" Grimace screamed and screamed, then excitedly said: "You said this bell is a congenital creature born in chaos?"

"Good! Chaos Zijin Bell is the ancestor of Tai Chi. It was born before the universe. How can a main **** in your area resist? Even if Hades came, it would be idiots." Yang Ling said proudly.

"It’s hard to escape... It’s really hard to escape, the Eight Realms are finally finished! Haha... Hahahaha, the innate spirit is awakening, everything will return to chaos, what guardian, what reaper, all in one end is empty, no one can escape this ultimate Destiny..." Grimace made an unpleasant laughter, and the voice was extremely savage.

"When I wake up, I really say that fate is coming to an end, but now there is a mistake. It may be a chance for you. If you find the mistakes fast enough, you have the chance to crack the ultimate fate!" A low, thick voice came out.

The words of the purple bells seem to be like a thunder, and they stunned the grimace. After a long time, they muttered: "Since you are a congenital, why do you tell us this? I heard that the innate spirit is the will of chaos."

"I am indeed a conscious consciousness born in chaos, the will to perform chaos, but I also want to understand the meaning of my birth, as Yang Ling said, everything in the universe, including chaos, should be meaningful. Then, what is the meaning of my existence? If it is just such a cycle of creation and destruction, what is the purpose of this meaning? I tell you that these are the hope that you can help me solve this doubt."

"But...but we can't do it at all." Grimace stuttered.

"You can't do it, but he did it!" A purple-gold ray resembles a stage light falling on Yang Ling's statue of Yuanshen. "This is your only chance."

"That... what should I do?" The ghost face has been completely lost by the words of the big bell. www.readwn.com~ The identity of the **** of death is a fart in front of the congenital spirit, and the shoe is the younger brother. There are no opportunities, but since this bell recognizes Yang Ling, then the fate of the destiny to hold Yangling's thigh is the only way out.

Moreover, he does not doubt Yang Ling and Da Ling's words at all. As a former god, he will have his own judgment in an instant. Yang Ling is also a Mozu and a gang, this he saw with his own eyes, and Zijin Bell brought him It was the oppression that was completely irresistible. When he was previously involved in the bell, Corato instantly felt like he was being evacuated. There was only one consciousness left, and even consciousness was quickly wiped out. If he stays for a few days, he estimates that he will definitely die.

"I need to take away the spirit that suppresses you from the altar, so you need to cooperate, and once the spirit is taken away, the array on the altar may collapse, you will be free, I don't want to have an accident. So, I need you a promise!" Yang Ling stared at the face.

"You can rest assured that I will cooperate with you completely! Guarantee that there will be no accidents!" The face sounds a little dry and trembled.

"How do I believe in you!" Yang Ling is still staring at the face.