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The empty space, full of silence, even the arrival of God, the three sitting on the shoulders of the silhouette, did not make a sound.
And God’s old words with emotions caused a response sitting on the left side of the silhouette: “Don’t worry, it’s just getting started.”
God’s old fingers are pointing towards the void, and a futon appears in the void. He sits on the futon and says, “Let me see.”
There is no reflection in the void, but the four are sitting in the void, and everything seems to be in their eyes.
“That’s a pity, that is a natural god, you can break the world, but your cultivation base is really bad.” God was in the temple of the red, a silhouette disappeared, said quietly.
Talking to God, still sitting on the left side of the silhouette, he said faintly: “The starting point is too high, not necessarily a good thing.”
Just when the two talked, there were only five people left in the Temple of Hongmeng. In addition to Luo Yunyang, there were Xuan Tian Zhaoxing, Li Jiuyue, and Yin and Yang Zongzi and Qi Tianyi.
And Tian Hao, no doubt has not been put in the eyes of this God Old Fourth.
“There are four more, than the previous one, a lot worse!” God sighed and sighed: “The recent one hundred yuan, we have less and less energy.”
“In the long run, everything is going to be difficult!”
Sitting in the middle of the phantom nodded, the first time to open the way: “The rise and fall of things, but also look at nature, ups and downs, with the flow.”
The voice of the middle phantom is peaceful, but each of his words seems to contain infinite majesty. Even in heaven and earth, in this voice, it began to reverberate.
God did not cry again, and his eyes were with a trace of respect.
At the moment, the middle silhouette slowly turned around. As his silhouette turned, the situation of the Hongmeng Temple was clearly in the void he was facing.
Luo Yunyang, Xuan Tian Zhaoxing, Li Jiuyue and Yin and Yang Zongzi all sat quietly on the futon, but at this time, the yin and yang sages had sweat on their foreheads.
“boom!”
Just as the yin and yang ancestors were about to persist, there was a faint black and white light that suddenly rose from the top of the yin and yang ancestors.
The two colors of light rose ten feet, and eventually turned into two yin and yang fish, swimming on the top of the yin and yang ancestors.
Only two yin and yang fish appeared to be a little fuzzy, and after a quick swim, they collapsed directly into the void.
The body of Yin and Yang Zongzi was directly expelled from the Temple of Hongmeng at the moment when the yin and yang fish collapsed.
“A yin and yang yin and yang source, it is rare!” In the voice of God, with a clear disappointment.
The sorghum’s silhouette on the right side is faint: “There is a chance to have a very strong 10%. It’s not bad.”
The words on the right side of the silhouette have not fallen. On the top of the September, there is a bright moon in the bright moon. This moon has a hundred feet. In the moonlight, a silver treasure tree is full of life.
In the moment when the silver treasure tree appeared, the silhouette of Li September was also directly bombed out by a force.
In the temple of Hongmeng, only Luo Yunyang and Xuan Tian Zhaoxing are left.
Luo Yunyang’s look is indifferent, there is no change around, and Xuan Tian Zhaoxing’s surroundings, but there are faint countless dragons swimming.
For Li Jiuyue, there is no comment on Shen Lao and others in the nameless space, but from the vision she evolved, what she got should be stronger than the yin and yang sect.
It was another quarter of an hour, and Xuan Tian Zhaoxing, sitting in the void, began to turn red. Just as the moment of his body swaying, a red-red light flew out from the top of his head, turning into a dragon that was proud of the nine days in the void.
Bailong gathers in the void, hovering and moving, and warfare.
The old god, who was originally indifferent, he violently patted his thigh with his hand, with a hint of emotion in his voice: “Bailong is in the wild, and the war is like madness.”
“This is a rare source of Tian Zhan’s creation. As long as he does not make a mistake, he will definitely become a power. My Human Race will be one more god of war!”
The three silhouettes sitting in the void, at this time, also showed their appreciation in the eyelids, especially the silhouette sitting on the right side: “If he practices Xuan Yu battle book, a meta-conference, as a powerful. ”
Sitting in the middle of the silhouette, gently nodded: “Good!”
Although the three silhouettes sit side by side in the void, but the identity of the three people, there is still a gap, from the attitude of the old man to treat the three, you can see the strength of the three.
“There is still one person!” The sitting in the middle of the courtyard said: “The creation of the clock god show, in the world of creation, the longer the support time, the more opportunities you get.”
“He has now supported the time of two quarters of an hour. This should also be ranked in the top ten in the cultivation of the sons of the Yuan Dynasty.”
“It’s really a surprise!”
On the old face of God, he also smiled and said: “This kid is very good, hey, I am so old, but it is a bit of a look.”
Luo Yunyang did not know that he was being watched by himself. He felt that he had become a breeze and wandered between nothingness.
This feeling is very incomparable, but at the moment when this feeling is formed, Luo Yunyang feels that his silhouette has been pulled by an invisible force, and instantly becomes a huge wave that swept through nine days.
Every change, Luo Yunyang feels his own mind, and there is a feeling of exhaustion and exhaustion. And whenever this feeling of fatigue occurs, there is a huge force that wants to expel him.
Stick to it, be sure to stick to it!
Although Luo Yunyang doesn’t know how long it will last, there will be something, but in this place where the fine divine power can be added, the longer the persistence, the greater the benefit.
Make up the clock show!
Every time I taste these five words, in Luo Yunyang’s heart, I feel that I should stick to it more. Although it lasts for a long time, it doesn’t necessarily have huge benefits, but it is always better than the time of persistence.
When Luo Yunyang felt that his heart was like the fierce sun shining for nine days, when he really couldn’t bear it, the majestic force once again appeared in his consciousness.
Under the impetus of this giant force, Luo Yunyang’s consciousness quickly regressed.
In the moment when Luo Yunyang’s consciousness was to be rejected by this distance, a ray of light man, rushing out of the creation of the gods, these rays, quickly rushed into the heart of the arrived Luo Yunyang.
At the moment when these rays rushed in, Luo Yunyang did not have much feeling, but in the temple of the Hongmeng, eighteen ray of light, from Luo Yunyang within the body, these rays, in the void Converged into a Pagoda of 18 layers, its treasure is the victory, straight into the stars.
The Hongmeng Temple is the treasure of Human Race, but even so, the Pagoda of 18 layers is still rushing out of the Temple of Hongmeng.
Sitting in the void three three silhouettes and the gods, almost at the same time shocked, the plate sitting in the middle of the void in the middle of the silhouette, is even more rapid to shake Magic Art, that is, an instant, a golden light and shadow, has been from Luo Yunyang’s raised pagoda, heavily fell down.
“Intentional!” Sitting in the middle of the silhouette, with a touch of emotion in the voice: “I did not expect that this young man has such a potential!”
God’s old eyes looked at the silhouette in the middle: “If I remember correctly, when you were in the creation of the gods, you also got the origin of the eighteen-color light. Oh, I didn’t think that after so many years, There are still people who can get the same 18 kinds of creations as you.”
“Give me a look at the origins of this Luo Yunyang. In addition, the order is passed down, and everyone is not allowed to spread the news that the pagoda appears in the temple.”
In the middle of the silhouette, there is a strong saying in the voice: “If anyone dares to leak, kill without mercy.”
Just as the middle silhouette was talking, in a corner of the outer hall of the Hongmeng Temple, a silhouette with a closed eyelid practice suddenly opened his eyes.
His hands twitched, and the pagoda rushed out of the Temple of Hongmen, and it instantly appeared in front of his eyes.
“The eighteen sources of creation, as long as there is no accident, can definitely become a powerful, and even become a three-person figure! This time, the son of the Yuan Dynasty of the Human Race in Hongmen, seems to have a lot of people.” The man’s voice carries a hint of indifference: “This news is to be passed to the headquarters.”
“Absolutely can’t let Human Race, a big one!” The man spoke, his hands twitching quickly, a little ripple, disappearing into the void.
That is, one tenth of a finger. In a within the body universe without sun and moon, a Xuan Ming who wears a black robe and has a cold face has received the news of the arrival, and his face flashed. A bit of coldness: “I can get the 18th source of creation, this person must die!”
“Quickly identify the winners of this 18-generation source.”
With the manipulation of the black robe and the Xuan Ming people, a piece of information was quickly transmitted, and countless Xuanming people lurking in the Human Race acted insanely.
The three silhouettes and the gods in the nameless space are now arguing, and the content of their argument is the cultivation of Luo Yunyang.
“In my opinion, Luo Yunyang should be treated differently!” In the voice of God, with a trace of anger: “He is a genius, he should get the treatment that genius should receive. Who will have opinions? No one have opinions!”
Sitting on the right side of the silhouette gently said; “God is old for Luo Yunyang, but I think, we still don’t want to pull out, because if this is the case, it is likely to be counterproductive.”
“One more step, it will become Heavenly Lord. This kind of heart, I don’t think I have to hone again.” Sitting on the left side of the silhouette said: “God is right, we should cultivate him.”
In this inconsistent voice, the middle silhouette said: “Everything is as old as we are, let us take it, and take action when the take action helps him.”
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