Origin Player

Wuyun is full of sky.

Under the Yuanyuan Yuan, Dang Guancheng.

The majestic city in the past has now been deeply trapped in the sea of ​​fire.

After the defender rebelled, he led a relative to destroy the gate of the city, and then immediately killed the soldiers who had a stubborn resistance in the city.

When Longcheng led the 40,000 Floating Tulu Iron Riding and the Taisui Beast with Gao Rucheng Wall, the entire Guancheng had no decent defense for a long time.

But the army was delayed.

"On the king, the Three Gun King defended the city gate alone, and he had killed four hundred riders.

The vice future report, Longcheng stopped overlooking, his eyes were far beyond the imagination of ordinary people, and the every move of the old predecessor was all over in his eyes.

"Three years ago, it was a lot slower."

The army was full of wild, Longcheng single rides alone, all the way forward, the floating Tu iron riding opened the road and looked at his own general's eyes full of heat and worship.

When he came to the gate, the corpse mountains were piled up, and the blood of the blood gathered into a pond. The two masters were nailed to the city wall by the iron gun, and the dead -shaped was shocked.

The old man of the cloth stood with a gun and looked indifferent.

Dragon City took off the bucket, dropped it, and laughed: "Senior, can you really be a husband?"

The Gun King San was unmoved, but just lifted the gun forward, and said coldly: "Before the fight, be careful of the old man's stone to get rid of your front teeth."

Longcheng spit out a turbid air, and the surrounding wind and thunder were endless. This peak martial arts, who was in a state of prosperous state, was full of bloody and bloody white smoke.

"This saying is bad. Any sharpening is the nutrients of my master's master, and you are undoubtedly one of the qualified opponents, let alone 40,000 iron rides. Master's deterrence ".

As soon as the words fell, Longcheng pointed out.

The whole corpse rotary burned the fire, and the flames crossed the head of the city. High temperatures made the nearby ancient mottled thick walls present a trend that was about to melt.

The Gun King San dodged in advance and waved the iron gun. A double blood was flying out, and his face was particularly dignified.

Although the two sides are hostile, he could not deny the talented wizard of Longcheng. The person he owed Tantra Tantra and learned the heaven and earth, and he was repaired into the tantra and tantrics with the ground. In the face of such flames that can be burned by souls, ordinary masters can only be killed instantly.

The advanced gun skills of Longdu and Zhenshan fused.

"Senior, don't take this kind of trick again."

Dragon City squeezed the Buddhist seal, and the departure land in the ten places was released. The ground in front of him was suddenly white and bright, and the double dragon dragon suddenly collapsed.

The dragon's shadow was burst. In a red light, the gun king came to the gun, and the gun skills · Zhenshan destroyed the city.

Longcheng's indexes changed again, and he stunned him with a layer of golden sand. The sword qi care body combined with the strength of the body, and formed a layer of densely windy and strong defense.

The guns were crushed to the external defense, but they folded the sand without moving. Longcheng raised his hand to punch a punch. The white light containing gravity was clearly visible.

boom!

The gun king pushed the gun and flew backwards.

Dragon City felt a little disappointed, and said indifferently: "Let me see the fourth shot, so as not to be unwilling before death."

The three -year -old beast behind the enemy's face was Shen Su, who seemed to mean that even if he supported him, it could not change the ending of Guancheng.

Nympho

Jianchi Mountain.

The fog that surrounds the main peaks has gradually faded.

On the ground of persimmon forest, Tianjiao stopped confronting.

Under the gazebo attic, a number of masters looked up.

When the fog completely dissipates, the scene after the difficult wall makes everyone stand on the spot.

After the 999th level, it was far from the end.

The crazy feathers that occasionally falling on the ginseng road are everywhere at this moment, and it has gathered into a whistling storm.

Among the layers of ghosts, a man wearing a Chinese suit and a magnificent manner came out. It was the Xuanwu Hou, who was alone in the city of Beijing.

"It was a crazy feather in front. This time, it was not just the desire of the heart.

Without the words, Jiang He had taken a step, and his more heavy pressure and pain seemed to be left behind.

Xuanwu Hou's face was full, and he couldn't help reaching for the other party. This guy was too decisive.

"Wait, I just think you need an umbrella."

Xuanwu Hou said sincerely that he did not surprise the other party's choice. As the top martial arts who died in the past, he clearly knew that a person was determined when he practiced his determination, but there was no soul umbrella. It's too unfair.

"What let me come here can make me pass through the storm, is it an umbrella?"

Jiang He did not answer, but asked himself.

In fact, this is not the first time he has moved towards a storm, and the storm that has obtained the player's qualifications is still vivid.

He knew that it was not wise to go towards the storm, and he could even be called reckless, not to mention whether it was before or now, he was not in a desperate situation that he had to go forward.

Even if the fishing vessel was buried in the sea, as long as he bowed his head, he was still difficult to starve to death in the current era. Even if he stopped at this time, his understanding harvest was enough, and the main task failed without punishment.

Jiang He walked on the ginseng step by step, from beginning to end, just a sense of uniform speed, no need to urge, not to shake.

Jianchi Mountain was silent before they knew it.

The ghosts had already stopped mocking him. Even though the man was covered in blood and his back was lonely, they had to admit that he was a strong man.

Xuanwu Hou laughed at himself and the soul umbrella in his hand fell to the ground. How could a man who didn't look back even after hitting a difficult wall need his umbrella?

"Why is he still walking?" Elder Du Nan said blankly.

The masters were also puzzled. Even if Ping Luanbo was gifted and had extraordinary will, he would not have such a clear gap with the Tianjiao.

The Taoist who wanted to repay his teacher, Yin Shengzi who had great ambitions, and Hong Zhou who was determined to live only for himself, each of these people had an extremely strong determination, but without exception, they all persisted painfully on the ginseng road, and every step was as heavy as a thousand pounds.

Ping Luanbo walked too steadily, too fast, and too far away.

"Maybe it's because people will never stop surpassing themselves."

The old madman looked into the distance and said so.

"We are just witnesses on his way, so why not watch his calm steps."

The masters couldn't help but cast their eyes again.

In the dim Shenling world, pieces of crazy feathers intertwined and swept.

But Jiang He gradually raised his head and chest.

He was moving forward, and the violent and crazy feathers were retreating little by little.

With every step he took, there was a new step in front.

Then he stepped on it again and again.

The owner of Yanyu Tower stood in front of the remains of the difficult wall in despair, watching the back figure go away. That guy was actually actively chasing the storm.

Moment by moment, step by step.

The ginseng road became narrower and narrower, and the violent and crazy feathers became larger and larger.

Jiang He's speed rose steadily.

[Hint: You have obtained...]

[Hint: You have awakened the silver will·unyielding]

The storm collapsed in front of the footsteps of the will.

The last fog disappeared, and the main peak of Jianchi Mountain was revealed to people for the first time in hundreds of years.

Countless people stared with wide eyes to take in the whole view.

Some people clapped their hands happily, and some shouted at the top of their lungs, as if everyone was proud of this success.

The noise and clamor resounded throughout Jianchi Mountain.

The old Taoist priest with white hair seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and chuckled kindly:

"Listen, the mountains are cheering for you."

"No need." Jiang He answered indifferently.

Others' praise could not give him motivation.

Others' slander could not stop him.

No mistake, one post, one content, one book, one forum, one 6, one 9, one book, one forum!

His life did not need the affirmation of outsiders. If they knew how to get out of the way, they would pass by. If they wanted to kill themselves, they would be beheaded.

"You can pick any ghost to go with you into the Jiao Pond in front. This time it is not a simple attachment. The soul is integrated into the body or weapon, and the effect is still good. Moreover, the Jiao Pond comes from the Jianshui Jiaolong, which originally has great benefits."

The Soul Taoist said happily: "It can be regarded as a legacy. I am worthy of Jiuzhou before and after my death. In any case, the Jianchi Mountain Conference in recent years has prevented Jiuzhou Jianghu from being dead. I am already satisfied."

Jiang He mentioned the Changhen Spear and said: "It just recognized me, so I will choose it alone."

The Soul Taoist looked at it for a moment and was slightly surprised by the quality of the spear. Moreover, this spear has an unparalleled hatred for its owner.

"No one wants you to go far more than it. The stronger you are, the more it feels that it... died less cowardly. So that's how it is. It's really interesting."

The Soul Taoist laughed dumbly and pointed to the Jiao Pond in front.

"Just walk over and jump into the pool."

Jiang He walked into the pool as he was told. Carrying the Judgment of Origin, he had no fear of possession.

The pool water was deep red and hot, and the dragon's blood was boiling.

On Jiang He's neck, Zhuang Ya woke up from sleep, and the power of the same species brought her growth.

The Soul Taoist was stunned, "You resisted the pressure of two Shenling?"

Jiang He closed his eyes and rested, and calmly felt the changes in himself.

"It's just a little snake. If it's for her to eat some leftovers, I don't bother to compliment your choice." The Soul Taoist was a little cold. He used to kill the dragon with a sword, and he didn't have a good impression of monsters. If the young man in front of him was not expected to become a grandmaster and take over, he would have slapped the white snake to death with a palm.

"If I can't shelter from the wind and rain, then what kind of boss am I."

"Hmph, take care of yourself."

The pool water gradually became clear, and even the dragon skeleton at the bottom of the pool turned into powder, and all the essence was absorbed.

Jiang He heard the prompt sound.

[Hint: You have obtained the excellent passive dragon blood body]

[Hint: The player's blood health value is increased by 50%, energy value +800, immunity to 30% elemental damage (determined by the position), strength +2, constitution +3, charm +3]

[Hint: Your advanced self-healing ability has been solidified and promoted to extreme self-healing]

[Hint: Your item Changhen Spear has awakened the soldier soul, the soul damage is increased by 30%, and the soul execution passive is obtained: when the body is completely destroyed, the execution effect is launched on the spirit (determined by the position)]

[Energy value: 2201→3001]

[Strength: 9+1→11+1]

[Constitution: 12+2→15+2]

[Charm: 8+1→11+1]

Jiang He stood up, used the dark energy to shake off the blood scabs all over his body, and continued to move forward to the cliff of the main peak.

Everyone envied the Jianchi Mountain, and the fog on the main peak dissipated. Everyone knew that Ping Luan Bo had gained a great benefit there.

Soul Daoist sensed something was wrong. This guy was actually trying to leave. He hurriedly shouted:

"I have guaranteed a lifetime reputation, and the test has ended!"

"There is no way in front of the investment pool!"

"Shen Lingtian above his head, there are thousands of feet under his feet, whoever falls down is a dead end!"

Jiang He only laughed at the words.

"I want to ask the height of height."

The soul Taoist is dull, and this person is crazy.

Even if he saw the abyss of the bottom, Jiang He still lifted his pace decisively.

A clear bite sound was weak but sounded.

It looks like a silkworm to cocoon day after day.

At this moment, the four symbols are all satisfied, and the excellent -level secret treasures are completely integrated with long hatred guns.

You must persist to see -Shuguang.

[Causes 20 % additional real damage]

Courage to defeat -difficulty.

[Causes one -second will of the will of the individual enemy, and the effect of the imprisonment depends on the level of the spiritual will of both parties]

Unwilling to be mediocre, surpass yourself.

[Long hate guns get growth attributes, promoted after absorbing five excellent props (0/5)]

Never stop hugging freedom.

[The host obtains the butterfly wings, exempts the same aspects, and the following space imprisonment ability. Those who are above the right position will be reduced according to different situations]

The top of Jianchi.

Jiang He stepped in front of Qianzhangyuan.

At this moment, the heroes in the world look at one person.

"Isn't the life of a silkworm, just to break the cocoon into a butterfly."

Soul Taoist is silent.

The next moment, a pair of magnificent and dreamy butterfly wings appeared in front of the world, and each strand of patterns was exquisite.

Nuo Da's Shen Ling's pressure almost disappeared.

Without the restraint of the heavens and the earth, the butterfly can cross the top of the mountain.

"It's so high that I don't know the sky high."

The soul Taoist never appreciated a young junior.

"Turn over this mountain, your life is far from here."

Soul Taoist suddenly laughed and worked hard.

"Other masters may die, but I think you can resist, no matter what you have before, let me help you."

Suddenly, the palm print flew out like a brand new difficult wall, pushing Jiang He to the top of the mountain.

The long hate gun completely absorbs the palm print, and the strong hatred touched skills in it.

The human body is scattered.

His inheritance has long been left, and now he is in the palace in Chengxuan Building.

——Is hate.