Peerless Demonic Lord

The four people gallop in the air of the sacrifice of the gods. I have to say that if you kill the killings and appreciate the beauty alone, this godland sacrifice is indeed a fairyland on earth.

Qin Shi overlooks from a high altitude, the earth is a faint secluded forest, and occasionally a few rivers are embellished, like a colorful painting from a celebrity, only when he sniffs the ubiquitous **** smell in the air. At the time, all the good things were suddenly broken.

"just in front!"

According to the guidance of the condensate rain, the four quickly passed through the forest and reached the other end of the sacrifice of the gods.

This place, compared with the previous beauty, it seems a bit absurd. $猪$猪$岛$小说(www).(zhu)(zhu)().()寥, the land here is bare and there is no vegetation. Even under the heat of the heat, it has dried up and cracked, giving off a faint red color.

When the four people stopped from this ridiculous land, they were surrounded by volcanoes that were constantly ejected. As the condensate rain said, the craters here are full of strong spiritual power, even Qin Shi can not help but wrinkle. Frowning, being disturbed by this volcanic spiritual power, could not detect the surrounding situation.

"How? It’s good to hide here." Ning Yu invited the rushing Qin Shidao, and immediately did not forget to squint at the moon, which called Haoyue could not help but screaming God, could not help but smile.

"I am a little girl."

"Of course, the name of my MasterCard is not a name for the waves." Ning Yu did not boast, and suddenly became more arrogant.

Looking around, Qin Shi nodded with satisfaction. According to the current situation, it is really rare. It should be regarded as the best place to open the treasure of the tomb.

"This is not the case. It is the best in it. There are four active volcanoes in it. The central location is in Tiantan. There is an island in the center of the pool. It is suitable for people to hide on it." , took the lead to flash in the direction he said.

After the Qin Shi trio followed, they soon saw the island in the condensate.

On the isolated island, Qin Shi felt the satisfaction of the surrounding forces. The spiritual power here was almost completely shielded by the four volcanoes. Unless someone enters the Tiantan, it is impossible to probe.

The mouth of the moon can't help but twitch: "I said, what is your nose? Is it a dog? Can you find it in this place?"

Kong Xianhui heard the words and laughed, I am afraid that this place is really only found in the rain.

Looking at the three people laughing, Qin Shi did not pay attention to it, just directed at Kong Xianhui: "Next, I am afraid I have to bother you for a while."

Compared with the two people in the month, Kong Xianhui thinks that there are more secrets. She naturally understands that Qin Shi’s troubles are: “Well, you are careful, we will protect the law here for you.”

Qin Shi just let go of his heart, went to the center of the island alone, picked up the black robe and set it on his knees. The palm of his hand would have been quiet in his chest for a long time, and the light ball that he was constantly expecting was slowly taken out.

"Finally, the truth is going to be white."

At the thought of knowing the origin of the ball of light and always calling him the source, Qin Shi’s heart can not help but enthusiasm.

"Let me have a look, who are you?"

Taking a deep breath, Qin Shi closed the black scorpion, and immediately there was a golden brilliance on his eyebrows. A tedious imprint of a mindfulness broke through the eyebrows and connected with the suspended light ball on the handprint.

"Hey!"

In the deep sea of ​​knowledge, Qin Shi suddenly felt a screaming scream, and the light ball finally began to react. The golden light of the layer shrouded it. Qin Shi only felt the light in front of him, and a strange world emerged. in.

Wrinkled, Qin Shi said: "Here, is that light ball?"

Qin Shi did not expect that in the ball of light, there is still such a sacred space, and the golden mansions of the scorpion are like the sun, leaving a spot of light from him.

"Oh, little guy, it’s an accident. I thought it would take another hundred years for you to find it here. I didn’t expect it to be so fast?"

Suddenly, a chaotic sound rang from the space.

Qin Shi’s surprise, the black scorpion swept up, but no matter how he explored, he could not find the source of the sound. The sound seemed to be in every dam.

"who are you?"

Trying to restrain their emotions, Qin Shi shouted.

"Who am I? Oh, this question is really no one has asked this for thousands of years."

The voice rang again, but this time Qin Shi was even more shocked, because he found that the voice was getting closer to him, and he never knew what direction to move toward him. This made him violently raise his head, and immediately, his body stiff.

From the rolling light, a vicissitudes of the old man floated out, and a golden robes were very honorable. He stood in the void and held his hand and smiled at Qin Shi: "What do you think I should be?" ?"

Being stared by the old man, Qin Shi felt that he was seen through the general, and told him that there was no hidden point in front of the old man, even the deepest panic in the heart.

His awkward punch: "You are... Valkyrie?"

"Wu Shen?" The old man squatted and immediately shook his head and said: "I don't have such a big skill, but I think you are quite similar to Wushen. what?"

"You are not a **** of martial arts?"

This result is beyond the expectation of Qin Shi. As early as when he discovered the Wushen fruit from the mausoleum, he subconsciously mistaken the owner of the mausoleum as a **** of martial arts. Now he knows that after his own guess, he was slightly disappointed.

"Bad boy, what is your expression?" The old man said with a wry smile: "I am not a **** of martial arts. It is very disappointing to see you."

Qin Shi nodded unforgivingly. He hoped that the owner of this mausoleum was a **** of war. It was not because he wanted to get some benefits from Wushen, but because of the injury in the book.

He thought that since the **** of martial arts could create jade in the book, there must be a way to heal the jade in the book.

"It's a little guy who doesn't give face." The old man was quite helpless by Qin Shi, but he didn't get angry. He just looked up and down and smiled. "You are the descendant of the emperor. So a bit like."

"Do you know my ancestors?" Qin Shi blinked.

The old man laughed: "It’s more than knowing. I had handed it a few times with him. If it wasn’t for him, he would win the game with the evil spirits in his hands. Now I am afraid that I should be the old man."

Wen Yan, Qin Shi smashed.

Can you play against the emperor? Who is this old guy?

Qin Shi swallowed his mouth and spit. As a result, the little action was laughed by the old man. "Why, now I know that I am so powerful, is it because I have not seen the Valkyrie and I am disappointed?"

"Disappointment is definitely there. If you are not as good as Valkyrie, you know that you can play against the Emperor. It is indeed a lot less."

Qin Shi shrugged with a candid frankness. The old man couldn’t help but blow his beard and smiled. "You are a little funny. I don’t know how many people in the world see the mud bodhisattva, it’s all hard work, so Out of all the knots, you actually said that others are good in front of me."

"Mud Bodhisattva? Are you a mud bodhisattva?"

Qin Shi's black scorpion has shrunk. This name is also very familiar to him. In the history of the mainland, the first person who dared to combine spiritual power and soul power is not the old man in front of him?

"Oh, I didn't expect you to know me. I was lucky enough to have the old guy." The mud bodhisattva was very sly, and apparently still angry with Qin Shi, but he did not blame Qin Shi, but said: Forget it, look at the relationship with your ancestors, I will not care so much with you."

"That said, are you always calling me?"

"Of course." The mud bodhisattva smiled and added a sentence: "Accurately speaking, it is not calling, but on your body, it happens to have the opportunity to open my mausoleum."

However, knowing the original reason, Qin Shi was silent, and there was a little bit of vigilance in the black scorpion. If he said that the **** of martial arts and the emperor, these mausoleums called him, he could understand much, but he could not remember him and this. What is the origin between the mud bodhisattvas.

Not to mention the so-called opportunity.

"Little guy, don't think about it, you are not only the inheritance of the emperor, the **** of martial arts, but my inheritance is also there."

"Your heritage?"

Qin Shi was slightly surprised. He couldn't remember when he was blessed by this old guy.

The Mud Bodhisattva nodded in disapproval: "Otherwise, you think, this is between the heavens and the earth, who else can create the reincarnation of the Xuantian Bible?"

Qin Shi’s blink of an eye, horrified: “Xuantian Bible, is it from your hand?”

"Of course!" When mentioning the Heavenly Bible, the Mud Bodhisattva is very proud: "That is the most loved creation of my life~www.readwn.com~ It is a bit humiliating in your kid's hand."

Qin Shizhen’s grasp of his head, he still knows for the first time that the Xuantian Bible is a reincarnation of martial arts, but it is indeed a bit of a sham.

At that time, he used the reincarnation of martial arts to fight against some of the spirits of the king's spiritual realm.

"However, the mysterious Bible is a self-hand, but you know the ancient heavens in the sea, but it is not."

Suddenly, the mud bodhisattva opened, but his words were called Qin Shi to reveal a few surprises. He always thought that the Xuantian Ancient Array and the Xuantian Bible were one.

"What? Xuantian ancient array, is not from your hand?"

"Of course not. This mysterious Bible contains the power of the heavens and the earth. I was also a coincidence in the past, and it was therefore an honor to create the Heavenly Bible. During this period, I also searched for countless times of the mysterious history of the ancient heavens, just... There is no result at all.” The mud bodhisattva sighed, but it seemed to be a washing for thousands of years. He had already told him to lose his former spirit. Instead, he gave people a very easy-going look and waved his hand: “I can only say that I don’t have that life, but I think that since he chose you again, it should be quite a bit of a fate with you. Maybe you have this opportunity to find out the truth for me."