Strongest Abandoned Son

These two people are entering the Emperor of the Ding Valley with Ye Mo. They are as depressed as Ye Mo. They thought that there would be a lot of good things in the valley, but they entered the area to find the present and found nothing.

It was not until they saw Xiao Bingshen that they were happy. The small ice ginseng is the ice ginseng king, and the long-term chaotic tree and bitter bamboo together, the body's breath is more mellow. Where are the two unsuccessful emperors who will let go of Xiao Bingshen?

One of the two men is a plastic road repairing one for the cultivation of the martyrdom. They certainly know Ye Mo. The two looked at each other and then looked at Xiao Bingshen, who stood still beside Ye Mo. I already believed that this little ice ginseng was Ye Mo.

"It turned out that this ice ginseng king is Ye Xiong, and that was just offended." After the plastic emperor understood that Xiao Bingshen was Ye Mo, he immediately apologized to the front and held his fist, but did not squint. Say something.

Ye Mo nodded, and his heart was a little weaker. After all, the ice ginseng king is a very precious thing of the fairy spirit, the other party did not see that he wants to win the ice ginseng king is also excusable.

This plastic Taoist did not stop here, but continued, "I have been stuck in the plastic road for countless years. I also expected this time to get some good things in the Wuding Valley and successfully bred. But I did not expect no Dinggu turned out to be like this, and it was empty to the point where even a grass could not be found."

Ye Mo frowned, and said that it was my ass?

This plastic emperor took out a ring and said, "Ye brother, I have a million gods here, but unfortunately I don't advance, these things can't be used. I want to borrow flowers to offer Buddha. Give this million gods Ye brother."

"Thank you. It's just that although I like spar. But I don't know how to be unreliable. Please let me know." Ye Mo went directly to the order.

How fast is the small ice ginseng, Ye Mo is very clear. Since Xiao Bingshen is not willing to go here, it means that there is something weird here. After the two men left, he had to ask Xiao Bingsen carefully.

After listening to Ye Mo’s words, the plastic emperor did not speak, but the next emperor, the emperor, sank. The momentum of the body rises, and the surrounding is a rhythm. Apparently he was extremely dissatisfied with what Ye Mo said. For him, Ye Mo is not here, so let them let them go.

Ye Mo knew that it was wrong to ask the other party to let it go, but since Xiao Bingjian stayed here, he would definitely not let it go.

That plastic road Shengdi said with a smile, "Of course we will leave here, this is not anxious. Of course, my spar is not white to Ye brother, I have a discussion with Ye brother. Your ice king has already lost one." Arms, presumably also do a business with others. I don't want too much, as long as you have a thigh in your ice ginseng king. I don't know Ye brother..."

"Roll..." This guy turned out to be a small ice ginseng. Ye Mo can still bear his anger and shout. Xiao Bingshen is not a spiritual thing in Ye Moxin. It is a living living person. This guy is actually too shameless to directly ask one of the legs of Xiao Bingshen.

This plastic road changed his face and immediately said that the blue-eyed giant python said, "Give your face no, now you can’t sell it but you can’t, but the art brother helps me to rush. I’ll see what he has. Can be crazy..."

Ye Mo knew what he meant, and that was not to ask his friend to rush, but to call the cult of the martyr with him to attack himself. Ye Mo did not wait for him to finish the conversation, and Zi Yan went out. Since you want to fight, you should start with a strong one. You will not be half-hearted about this.

After the purple cicadas, in addition to the two twisted knives, they merged with the field where Ye Mo stretched out, forming a new spatial domain bondage. The two knives did not all smash to the plastic sacred emperor, except for a knife smashed to the plastic sacred emperor, and a knife pattern suspended in the field of Ye Mo, but the violent killings It seems that I have to pounce on the sacred emperor.

At the same time, five thunder guns fell out of the air, sandwiching the thunder of the sky. To deal with a plastic road, Ye Mo does not need to sacrifice his own early gods.

The terrible knives of the knives and knives have seen the martyr, and now there is a knife that seems to be rushing to him. He obviously has no energy to manage the plastic sacred emperor next to him. At the same time, he sacrificed his own magic weapon to prevent Ye Mo's knife from falling on him. He is also somewhat unhappy in his heart. Although he is a companion with the plastic emperor, but he has to deal with Ye Mo with himself, always have to pass his own consent? If he did not agree, he would be a strong mover.

The plastic emperor was bound by the field of Ye Mo and the knife field at the same time. In the face of this mark, the knife can only barely sacrifice the blue giant python already in his hand.

"Boom..." A burst of cracking, the twisted knives directly blasted the giant python, and the blue light that had not yet gathered exploded.

Not waiting for this plastic emperor to break free from the shackles of the knife and the field, the five thunder guns will come to an end. In the flash of thunder, this holy emperor did not overflow, and was killed by Ye Mo’s five thunder guns.

The next moment, the ring of the plastic emperor, including his million spar, has fallen into the hands of Ye Mo.

The son of the cult of the cult of the cult of the sacred gaze was staring at Ye Mo. If it wasn't for the singer's sneak attack before Ye Mo, he thought that Ye Mo was the Taoist emperor. It was only a move between the two, and it would kill a plastic sacred emperor. This magical means is definitely not something he can resist.

"Ye brother, I was just reckless, and I said goodbye..." This cult of the emperor, the emperor's face, turned white and flew out, disappearing instantly.

Ye Mo watched the emperor's emperor disappear, and his heart sneered, and did not chase. In this place, the naked strong man spoke. Just if he was weak a little, Xiao Bingshen and he could not escape. When there are many people, some people think that they are a saint, and they need to cover their greed with a piece of cloth. But when no one knows, it is the bare jungle law.

Seeing that the cult of the cult of the cult of the emperor disappeared, and did not wait for Ye Mo to ask, Xiao Bingshen said, "Boss, it is here. There is a natural array here, I just found it, the two guys came."

Ye Moxin is very comfortable, and the spiritual veins left by the elderly are definitely not ordinary. He even hopes that there will be the best gods.

Under the path of Xiaobingshen, Ye Mo quickly found the entrance to the natural array, but after Xiao Bing took Ye Mo to walk a few steps, he could no longer move forward. Because after entering this array, Xiao Bingshen has no direction.

"Wait." Ye Mo called Xiao Bing.

After the small ice ginseng stopped, Ye Mo threw out a few arrays and pointed to several lines of appearance in the space. "The old man is very bullish, he found this natural array, and then he himself is natural. There is a new concealment and defensive array method in the array. You can't find it in the back of the array. It's a set of formations. I just came into contact with this thing. You go to the world of gold pages. It is ok for a person to analyze and deduct this array here."

Before Ye Mo entered the Wuding Valley, he was exposed to the array pattern of the undecided old man. To be honest, this method is indeed powerful.

After Xiao Bingshen entered, Ye Mo began to deduct the formation of the undecided old man. At the same time, he kept throwing his own flag. As time went by, a vaguely small space path gradually appeared in front of Ye Mo.

After Ye Mo entered this trail, he continued to throw out the flag. As he got deeper and deeper, Ye Mo felt that the array was becoming more and more complicated, and he became more and more clear about the array that was arranged with the formation.

A few days later, there was another bang, and Ye Mo’s face suddenly opened up, and everything that was faint around him was clear. A narrow ladder appeared in front of him. The ladder was far away from the vicissitudes of life. I didn’t know where to go, but the rich gods overflowed from the ladder, letting Ye Mo understand that the place where the ladder leads is completely uncertain. The core of the valley's array is located. This is the place to provide the source of the gods. Without these spiritual sources, any formation cannot exist forever.

Until then, Ye Mocai suddenly realized that the undecided old man deliberately arranged the pattern of this entrance from simple to complex, which is to let the people who entered it learn. If you are in the very complicated format at the beginning, even if you can come in, it will be many years later, and it may not even be able to crack.

This is the inheritance of the lawlessness left by the elderly, that is, his pattern of formation. After understanding this truth, Ye Mo quickly squatted and said, "Thank you for the lining pattern left by the seniors, the younger generation has benefited a lot."

Ye Mo speeded up the speed and walked through this narrow ladder, and a huge hall appeared in front of him.

In addition to a few barriers in the entrance of the main hall, ~www.readwn.com~ there is no other way to block, Ye Mo into the hall, suddenly amazed. The richness of the gods came to the fore, making him feel relaxed and happy. What shocked him even more was that he saw many gods here.

Eighteen gods are placed in cross, and these gods have many flags and patterns connected together. It is obvious that these gods are the source of the gods of the entire valley. As long as all the gods here are removed, except for some natural arrays, all the arrays here will lose their effect.

Ye Mo walked a few steps forward, and a dozen of the gods suddenly made a slight burst of sound, and then they turned into flying ash and fell into the hall.

Ye Mo sighed, not too unexpected. He felt this when he came in. The gods here are of a high level, and it is estimated that there are not many that can be left behind. Because after countless years, in the place where the gods are lacking in spirit, most of the gods have been exhausted and turned into fly ash.

(Running outside for a day, dizzy, and found that our monthly ticket was bursting with daisy, hehe. First, send it first, ask for a monthly ticket to bounce back!)

... (to be continued..)