Mixed Miners

Time has passed, and now the Longyi people are not in the status of scenery, but the glory and status of the Longyi people can not deny it, especially the Tianshu Holy Palace, which is mainly the Protoss. It was also the main force to disintegrate the Tianyi Palace. The massacre of the dragons and the Yi people are not rare. Today, there are several dragons with keels placed outside the gates of the Tianshu Holy Palace. The young man in front of him is not only the people of the Yufu Palace, but also the patriarch of the Longyi people. At present, there are still many people in the Longyi people who do not say it first. They say that this hatred is not resolved by the pleading for mercy.

But at the moment, it’s absolutely impossible to beat, and the core of the smoldering spirit is even the war soul. As a Protoss, it is basically impossible. The Protoss is a science and technology race. They don’t care much about their cultivation, so they are in terms of mind. It is much worse than the Mozu and the Terran, let alone the spiritual people who admire nature. The difference in heart is caused by timid fear of death, constantly using high-tech means to change oneself, rather ugly to explode Armed to the teeth, the more powerful the Protoss, the more powerful they are to transform themselves, and there are not many things in their bodies that belong to them.

Yang Ling slammed a Protoss to the ground. "Forgive me, why don't you call me when you hit me three!"

"Adult, this... this is really a misunderstanding!"

"Misunderly you are an egg!" Yang Ling is now very suffocating, a group of dragons and babies are standing next to each other, as long as Yang Ling has a hint, will definitely rush to tear these three guys into pieces, because the dragons These guys of the Protoss are as deep-rooted as the sea, and they don’t mind that they will pretend to avenge their ancestors in advance.

"Adult, forgive!" The guy who was picked up climbed up and squatted in front of Yang Ling. Two meters tall and one ugly, holding Yang Ling's feet and crying, "We are just a moment of fascination, right, adults, I want to reveal a secret to you, if you find it useful, spare me, okay?"

"Secret?" Yang Ling took a down interest and touched his chin and said, "Let's talk first!"

“Have you ever heard of the land of nothingness?”

Ok! Yang Ling came to the spirit, and some surprises said: "Do you know where there is nothingness?"

This protoss guy is very eager to observe the words, immediately excitedly said: "The three of us are because of the traces of the vain land in a wasteland in the mysterious world, but under the pursuit of a swamp, they fell into the spiritual world. ”

Yang Ling’s face was immediately dark, and he couldn’t help but lick the guy’s foot. “Where is this place in the mysterious world?”

"Yes, adults!" The protoss guys climbed up. "The legend of nothingness is the material born in chaos. It is the cornerstone of all rules. It is also the foundation of any world. As long as you get the soil of nothingness, You can truly create a world, a world that belongs to you, a world in which you completely control the rules. With the land of nothingness, you will become a saint in the future!"

Yang Ling feels that this goods must be fooling himself. The land of nothingness may be true, but it is too much to be like a flower. The most important thing is that the land of nothingness is still in the mysterious world. It’s so long, even if you know the place, you can’t reach it.

"Where is the land of nothingness in the mysterious world?"

"Adult, I have a map!" This map of the Protoss guys projected a map, and soon showed a black area, marked with a place called the holy market.

Yang Ling’s heart moved, and the five pieces of the air looked like old and incomparable hides, and then they were put together. There is also a place on the top that marks this holy market.

The Protoss guy was stunned and stuttered and said, "Big... adults, you already know?"

Uh oh! Yang Ling nodded. "Is there anyone else knowing the location of this emptiness?"

"The patriarch, we also know this holy market!" Xuanzang standing next to him knows that Yang Ling does not understand Xuanjie, so he directly said, "The holy ruins are an ancient ruin of the Xuanjie. The legend has existed for a long time and a long time. The history of the Taoist palace is still a long time, perhaps before the world began to collapse, because there is said that there is a sacred tree, and every time it goes through a robbery, it will produce a batch of fruits, and the fruit will be the strongest of the real world. If you eat it, you will break through the holy order, so the fruit is called the saint fruit."

I rely on! Yang Ling’s saliva flowed down, but then he understood that since the place is now a wasteland, there is another word in the name. It is estimated that the tree that can bear the sage is long gone.

Surely, Xuanzang continued: "The heavens and the earth began to become unstable, and the power of chaos continued to erode the eight realms. As a result, the eight circles began to decay and collapse, the rules were torn and chaotic, and the road to sanctification was gradually severed, so the saints became a breakthrough. One of the few choices of the environment, so after each chaos, a large number of real Xuanjing strong people and even too Xuanjing semi-sanctual broke out, swarming to the mysterious world to compete for the saint fruit, and heard that kind Every time the fruit is mature, it is only a hundred and ten, and the strong people who go there are tens of thousands. Therefore, every time there will be a big fight or even a lot of people falling on the spot. In the legend, every time the saint is mature, the holy market The real Xuanjing of the earth is too strong. There are hundreds of thousands of strong people. www.readwn.com~ Accumulated again and again, the half-sacred bones piled up in that place are no less than tens of thousands, and then after many chaos, the holy tree knot The fruits are getting less and less, the competition is more cruel and fierce. I heard that the last time the tree was only a fruit, after a desperate struggle, the real mysteriousness fell, the golden blood gathered into the river, the only one But I don’t know where it’s falling, Under the hope, this sacred tree, known as the ancient sacred species, was squandered by the angry strong men and became a ruin. Therefore, the name of that place was gradually forgotten, directly called the holy ruins. In addition, there are too many masters of death in the real Xuanjing, and the collapsed dojo and the dead souls have become a mysterious mud, and the rules and chaos inside have gradually become a dead and wild wasteland. There are all kinds of horrible quagmire and traps everywhere. If you accidentally get stuck, you will not be able to come out. In the countless years since then, there have been countless deaths in the world..."

Yang Ling is a protossian guy: "What do you mean by such a dangerous place? Want to kill someone by knife?"

"Adult, oh!" The protoss guy almost cried when he collapsed, holding Yang Ling's foot and choked. "The holy ruins are dangerous, but there are a lot of treasures inside. After the establishment of the Jiu Tiandao Palace, they have joined together. The holy market is designated as a restricted area, and other small people are not allowed to enter. Even those who are in our nine-day road palace have to draw lots to have a chance. We went into eight people together this time because we found the land of nothingness and pursued it. Inadvertently caught in the swamp, only the three of us fell alive."

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