Mixed Miners

In the crater above the altar, Yang Ling looked at Oda Snow, who was quietly floating in the water, watching her beautiful and unparalleled face and soft and innocent body. The heart of no reason was sour, sighing and sighing Lightly holding her in her arms, surrounded by the body, when she came out, she was already standing on the Linghu Lake after each retreat. After watching around, Yang Ling sank into the bottom of the lake.

The task of conquering the spiritual world has begun, and millions of roads are flooding out like locusts. This horrible power is enough to crush any power in the spiritual world.

Then is the in-kind world of this congenital spirit that has just been discovered. Yang Ling feels that he has no ability to conquer it. The strength of Warcraft inside is too strong. It is estimated that there is at least a level of real Xuanjing, so he does not dare to act rashly. If you are not careful, you will fall into a situation where you will never be able to recover.

Yang Ling also felt that he was not ready. The big bell said, he only had one chance. Once the spirit of the mind could not return to the body, then this thing would fail completely and never have a chance, so be careful. Be cautious.

As for improving his own strength, Yang Ling does not have many ways to test the cliff on the ninth floor of the canyon. It is 64 kilometers high. According to his current situation, it is impossible to climb up for tens of thousands of years. Comprehension, it takes longer, time and space is the ultimate source of mystery, mysterious and unpredictable, once I realize that there is almost the power to create the universe, it is not tens of thousands of years to succeed, so Yang Ling decided to temporarily rest for a while, I will temper my own realm and hope to wake up Oda Snow.

Since the realization of the time and space of the Olympics, Yang Ling has tried to awaken Oda’s thoughts on several occasions, but things piled up one after another, and she was reminded that she was injured by the power of no regrets. No regrets as a strong man who once was the peak of the real Xuanjing, I am afraid that the understanding of the righteousness is not something that he can understand in a short time, so this incident has been delayed, and the space in this compass has dragged on for more than two thousand years.

This girl has a strong personality and a tough heart. In order to be able to guard Yang Ling’s side, in order to catch up with Yang Ling’s footsteps, he has abandoned all the rest and entertainment time. It’s the time of youthful years, but all of them are practicing hard and even relaxing a little. No time at all.

But after so long, Yang Ling simply did not dare to face the situation after the **** was sober.

In the system, as the most powerful guardian in addition to oneself, but now it is for the weakest existence, the difference between this identity and the realm, Yang Ling is afraid that she will be unable to bear, will be desperate to improve her own Strength, in this state, she is easy to fall into the cultivation of the magic barrier can not extricate themselves.

"Hey~ why are you suffering!" Yang Ling gently stroked the quiet face of Oda Snow, feeling the gentleness of the palm of his hand. After a long time, he gathered his eyes and closed his eyes, and put a finger on her eyebrows. God knows to enter her sea of ​​gods.

Soaked in pure Lingshui for more than two thousand years, the wounds of Oda Snow Sons have long disappeared without a trace, quietly sitting cross-legged in the space of the virtual soul, the white face is innocent, a pair of people who have been germinated The big eyes were lightly closed, and I couldn’t see any difference.

Yang Ling put the gods on the gods, and after scanning the countless times from head to toe, he still found no difference. After meditation for a long time, he raised his hand and tried to capture the **** of Oda Snow.

However, under this movement, Yang Ling suddenly found that the entire Shenhai Snow Lake was in a state of being imprisoned. The Yuanshen, the virtual soul space and the entire Shenhai were frozen together. Under the influence, the whole person was shaking.

It seems that this is the crux of the matter!

Yang Ling loosened the soul, and the gods were infiltrated into the body of Oda Snow, like a flowing water. Every cell did not let go, and carefully searched for any clues.

Five days... ten days... one hundred days...

In a blink of an eye, Yang Ling almost searched every corner of Oda's body, but still found no clues, and after a few days of contemplation, a black tower appeared on the top of Yang Ling, and the bronze wheel volleyed. A broken tortoiseshell is suspended in front of you.

When there was no regret at the beginning, it was the manipulation of this tortoise shell to injure Oda Snow. Originally, Tatkamon was also wounded. However, because Otsuka is a strong man of Xuanjing, he was not imprisoned by the righteousness. He just lay down. Just a few months.

This tortoise shell seems to be unremarkable, like a broken fossil fragment, with some ancient patterns on it, almost completely integrated with the tortoise shell, even if Yang Ling can not see through the gods.

Looking over and over at this tortoiseshell, Yang Ling tried to observe with consciousness and invaded with mental power, but the tortoise shell did not react at all.

Do you need to use the power of the righteousness to drive?

After Yang Ling’s meditation for a long time, the finger gently flicked, a silver light blasted around the tortoise shell, and a golden light swayed out of the silver light. The gold and silver radiance was like a flame, and the tortoise shell fragments floated in the flame. There was a constant roll, and as time passed, a wave of volatility began to emerge from the tortoise shell.

At a glance, Yang Ling suddenly felt a lot of relaxation, and the power of the spirits surged like a sea tide. www.readwn.com~ The power of driving time and space is constantly blending.

The two colors of gold and silver are more radiant, and a large number of runes are condensed in the light, and the flames are blazed and burned. The tortoiseshell is moving more and more, and the vibrations are constantly shaking. The quaint pattern on the top begins to shine. From the inside to the outside, it gradually becomes clear and clear. Slowly, a complicated and complicated three-dimensional space is presented in Yangling’s mind, and the whole Shenhai is shrouded in it, releasing the mysterious atmosphere. Among the stocks, it seems to include the origin of the universe, the emergence of time and space, the evolution of life, and death and annihilation.

Yang Ling’s consciousness wanders among the tortoises and feels the original atmosphere of this bleak and ancient. The quaint pattern is like a heaven and earth, more ancient than the rules, floating in the endless void, no time. There is no space, just like that, there is a long history outside the world.

What kind of turtle is this? The time of existence seems to be earlier than the world.

The fascinating power of Yang Ling’s spirits rushed into the tortoiseshell’s flame and began to penetrate into the layer of tortoiseshell space. The quaint pattern became more and more radiant in the flame. As the veins began to extend, Yang Ling also began to fall in love. Slowly, only a piece of consciousness is left, floating in these quaint and mysterious patterns, to see, to touch, and to try to comprehend. 898))!!