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Xuan Tian six!

Six flames in the whole, such lineup let Ye Zichng and Li Chang Night have a mouth, staying with a wooden chicken.

They deeply know that the terrible of the heavens, deal with them, and the nature can kill.

Creating the world has come since ancient times, but it is only a birthday of two.

But Xuantian Shen Palace is in the most powerful time, there is no six!

This is not that the Xuan Tianzun that created the Xuantian Tree Palace, counting his words is seven.

Ye Zichuan swallowed a sight, and there were so many fences in the Hongmeng space. This is what he did not expect.

I don't know if it is in the ancient age, is the No. 1 number to the sky?

And the silver hair said before, even the founding of the world has joined the Xuantian Tree Palace, I don't know if they are two.

The silver hair will then say: "In these six people, there is a person who is known as the gods, his evolutionary way is very strange, and it is through the incense to improve his strength, and the specific mystery is unattended."

"At that time, he established his own God of Lord. In that country, all the soul belief him, providing him with endless incense."

"In that six people, he may not be the strongest, but it is definitely the most mysterious, and most surprising."

Even the silver hair said this, which made Ye Zichin three people feel huge pressure.

On the altar, in the incense burner, Sanxiang is still slowly burning, it is already a little bit better than before.

The three people of Yezikawa, also inexplicably enveloped a smog, how they can't get it, stick them on them.

call!

A breeze blows, there seems to be more in the altar, and the void begins to fluctuate. The smoke above the sandalwood is lingering, gradually condenses a figure.

This is a very virtual figure, almost dissipated, but in the beginning, this world is still still.

Ye Zichuan has a kind of impulse that I can't help but go, I have to go to the film.

"Faith, , ,, , wait, eternal life!"

The grand voice echoed here, like the law of God and the order, saying that the law has become a natural law, so that this world has changed.

A smoke is wound on the body, and Xu Xun drills into the body. Ye Zhouzhi encourages his strength. The blood is completely boiling. I want to bring this smog out of this, but I don't do it.

Smoke with a will, a will not block the will, erodes his body, erodes his gods, let him knee can't help but go, to worship the film.

The causing the kard next to it is already insisted, and the legs are almost bending.

"Faith, ..."

Huang Zhong Da Lu's voice is still echoing, like a voice, in the soul of the baptism, let people change, to become a faithful belief of the other party.

Silver hair is silent next to it, a pair of silver scorpions in the light, the fists in the sleeves are cleared, do not know what I am thinking.

The power of the secret erodes the whole body, invisible, controls the body of the human body.

Ye Zichuan is uncontrolled to the altar, then his knees gradually bend, can't help but kneel down.

The sound in the mind has become more and more great. The whole spiritual world seems to have only this kind of sound, and there is no other things.

A figure gradually formed in the mind, tall and gains, and his hands, standing in the world and the universe, looking down all day, the feet are countless creatures, seemed that even the sky must be in his feet.

The figure is covered in countless gods, and the light is eye-catching, not forter, and the more and more climbing of his posture.

Is this the pressure of the heavenly life?

Even if only one fictim is left, it is just fiction, but let Ye Zichuan feel the great pressure, it is difficult to resist.

What is the powerful?

"No! I can't be! It's just a shadow, I want to make me convinced, it is impossible!"

Ye Zhou bite his teeth, looking at the mountain's general pressure, trying to resist the power of the secret.

This pressure is still terrible than the pressure in Hong Kong, and directly acts on the body and soul, which is equivalent to the instinct of human people.

The body's instinct can continue to worship, but Ye Zichuan has been in a hard student.

He can kneel his father, but he doesn't kneel, it will not be such an unsolved power!

"Believe in my body, I will be less than, eternal!"

The grand voice is still echoing, and the word is like a hit, hit the soul of the human soul, so that the soul is in the sputum.

"I will be unfelt, why do you believe in your waste?" Ye Zichuan's teeth were almost bite: "With the power of the incense of Wanling, there is such strength, there is no Wan Ling, what do you count? ? "

"I only respect myself, I only believe in myself, there is only one of the world!"

"I am invincible!"

Ye Zichuan roared in his heart, and his will completely broke out.

His Shenhai is boiling, the five dirt is lit, and the Yuan god is like a sun.

Self-intensity, his body disappeared, only one light left in place, in addition to anything else.

This scene is shocking to make the silver hair are surprised, I don't know what happened.

That light is quietly suspended there, exudes the sacred immortal breath, and it is likely to purify everything, and the surrounding void has become transparent.

This is the road of Ye Zichuan, is his heart and essence of his life.

"Five gas chair, three flowers, top ..."

"Refining the gas, refining the gods, refining the emperor ..."

"Three yuan return!"

Everything is integrated, not divided into each other, and finally all integrates all the way, it has become such a light, even Ye Zhuan does not exist.

He is in a special state and does not seem to be in this world.

He saw some scenes, a flashed, like a dream.

He remembered that he was refining the purple gas essence, he used to be too dedicated, entered another dimension and sub-dollar, saw some strange things.

And now, he seems to understand.

The rays flow, such as water waves, such as fog, as a beam, gradually rising here, will light it here.

In that light, there seems to have a pair of scorpions.

What kind of pair of eyes cannot be described, as if the future of ancient and modern times, run through endless time and space, across time and space, condensed all everything together, there is a vicissitudes, there is also a wisdom, bright Unparalleled.

Looking at the eyes, the heart of the silver hair is actually slightly slightly slight.

"It's better to believe in me."

As such a sound rang, a fragrance in the incense burner extinguished, and then chemically dissipated.

The sound of the smoke in the void is shaken, and it is almost dispersed.