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“As far as I know, this piece of ritual, the Jadeite League is afraid that it can’t be used? Could you still count on this Liang Family, will you lose both?”
His thoughts on the Su Xing River are like a fire. It is nothing more than worrying about the aftermath of the curse, or even the revenge of the curse of the demon.
He Zhuang Wudao, with Light Cloud Sword suppressing Destiny, the general mantra, can not get close to the body. If you don’t die, you will be jealous, and you can avoid it.
This Su Xing River is a way of turning a corner and not letting him directly confront the curse.
“The Lord said this difference -“
The Su Xing River shook his head and did not agree: “I waited to know that this is a Wu cemetery, but I can also guess what is inside. But the problem is that the Emerald Union, but it may not be able to know exactly. Man is dead, Birds are eating and drinking, and there are ancient ruins in front of them. Even if others bluntly confess, those of the Jade Fairy League will not be convinced. And between the Emerald Xianmeng and the Mantra, there is still a bitter enemy, and it will be retired. In addition, in the past 20 days, the conflict between the two sides has been constant, and the casualties have been incessant, and the legacy has been hated. The curse of the gods is arrogant, and the emerald fairy alliance is hard to bear.”
Zhuang Wudao inwardly shook his head and knew that the conflict between the two sides in the Suxing estuary has been constant, and it is the handwriting of Su Xinghe and Meng Niansheng. Constantly teasing the Liang Family’s discipline, causing it to fight, causing several bloody cases. Also between the two sides, the atmosphere gradually comes with swords drawn and bows bent.
Zhuang Wudao was also worried that the actions of these two people would be known by the Emerald Xianmeng and the cursing gods. At that time, it was not a family that was offended, but the first-class power of the Liang Family.
The result is that Su Xinghe and Meng Niansheng are handy, and using the technique of immortality, it is completely effortless.
“On the Lord, I also feel that the curse of the gods is awkward, can not be offended, or it is best not to sin.”
Xie Yuqing also looked awe-inspiring: “The man who cursed the gods, I am not afraid, but after all, it is no small trouble. Since there is a chance of fish in troubled waters, why not use one or two?”
If this is said by the undead daoist and Su Xinghe, Zhuang Wudao will definitely guess the two, and they are private.
But this language is from the mouth of Xie Yuqing, Zhuang Wudao has to be careful.
I think it’s right, he’s not like a day in the future, the subordinates around him are inexplicably dead.
With only a little contemplation, Zhuang Wudao is a smile: “Well, I will wait and see, what are you doing?”
Although he did not care about this curse, he did not need it. At this time, he forced the opinions of the subordinates.
Anyway, that thing, he is bound to get. At this time, there is no power or character in the vicinity, and he is qualified to compete with him.
The people who are not dead are crying, and after seeing each other, the Su Xinghe also shows the grateful color: “many thanks the main letter, the news of the ancient tombs of the witches, the old man has been leaked Emerald Xianxiang discipline. Presumably, soon after, the Emerald Xianmeng must react.”
Zhuang Wudao slightly decapitated, declined to comment, and then continued to sit still. Su Xinghe did not let him wait too long, just after half a day. The cultivator of the Wushen sect near the ancient tomb of the Wu nationality has all left, almost falling out of the nest.
Zhuang Wudao also sensed that there was a huge wave of Yuan Li wave in the 12,000 miles of the seabed deep gorge.
Separated too far, the induction is not very clear, Zhuang Wudao does not intend to use the view of the world, so as not to be surprised.
However, only from the tide of this spirit power, it can be seen that this war is fierce.
The curse of the gods is unlikely to be the opponent of the Emerald Xianmeng, but the battle between the two sides seems to be evenly matched.
Zhuang Wudao did not pay attention to it, and did not let the rest of the people accompany him. Then the figure is like an ethereal faint light, going straight to the direction of the pyramid.
It may be that Zhuang Wudao’s recent rumors have been improved, and it may be improved. After his cultivation base is raised, the Vientiane Senro yarn is in his hands, and he is more and more manipulative. It may also be a curse of the gods. main idea.
Zhuang Wudao sneaked on this road until it entered the pyramid, and there was no cultivator to detect it. Among them, it also includes the mantra cultivator who is trying to crack the law.
Silently into the tomb, Zhuang Wudao knows these curse cultivators, why not dare to rush into the cause.
There is nothing in the big array inside. For the cultivator, there is basically no lethality. The problem is that this array of battles will ruin all the grievances in the entire golden tomb, so that it cannot escape.
In this way, the tomb of the Witch God is murderous, even if it is the Immortal Ascension, or even the cultivator.
For a moment, Zhuang Wudao regretted and agreed to the proposal of Su Xinghe and the undead daoist. Kill it directly, or it is a better choice.
Among the dead tombs, those beyond the immortal realm are estimated to have been erased or expelled by the Heavenly Dao of this world, but there are still many grievances.
These ‘spirits, even the soul repair is not counted, only the most pure killing intent resentment, no strength, but it is strong terrifying.
When Zhuang Wudao entered, he felt that he was chilly, and dozens of ideas that were comparable to his own, locked his own death. And the rest of the scattered fairy ranks below, there are no fewer than 10,000.
Desperate to kill, these grievances even disdain to use illusion, may not, directly impact Zhuang Wudao’s soul Core, a wave of waves. It seems that the dam of Zhuang Wudao’s mind will not be destroyed, and it will never stop.
There are countless if there are any soulless air machines, entangled around his body circumference, absorbing his within the body of each distracting air machine fine element to fill his own peak emptiness.
Zhuang Wudao only feels that he is cold in the hands and feet, and he can’t move completely. The mind has sunk into the bottom of the valley, and can only try to embrace the Qi and blood with the body. Even if you can’t reach the celestial being, you can’t make your own elites robbed by this grievance.
Until this time, the madness of the gods and the killing of the gods, and the endless efforts, come to an end, Zhuang Wudao feels better, especially thank you for your physical fitness. The soul of the congenital war, so that he is not afraid of any gods to attack the art of attack.
These grievances are powerful, and as long as they cannot be transcended in essence, they cannot break through his atrium. On the contrary, because of the hundreds of millions of years of silence, the essence of these grievances is actually extremely weak. As long as you pass the first wave of madness, you don’t have to worry too much.
When the Primordial Spirit stabilized, Zhuang Wudao explored another trick. Take Light Cloud Sword out of the Magic Gods. Mana perfusion, suddenly stimulated the word glow, across the territory.
Surrounded by those grievances, I was shocked by the fact that Light Cloud Sword was afraid of seven points and was far away. This sword has gone through three robberies and experienced a lot of killings. At this time, the body of Forbidden Law has returned to the level of immortality.
Those former Sword Masters, Sword Intent imprinted on the light cloud, are gradually reviving. For these grievances, restraint is innate.
Taking advantage of the suppression of Light Cloud Sword, Zhuang Wudao resumed the ability to walk freely, only hesitated for a moment, or strode to the depths of the cemetery.
When he left China, he said in his ear: “In fact, you don’t have to worry about your subordinates, you can use your ‘Star Dou Xuan Ping Tian Crown, the effect will only be better. You can also reinforce the law.”
Zhuang Wudao shook his head slightly, ‘the star-studded Xuanshuping Tianguan, the nine-layered defense, can indeed compete with these scattered fairy spirits.
But he is also afraid, and the one hundred and eight souls in the crown of the sky are also entangled in those grievances. The trouble is not small. If it is filthy by these grievances, is it worth the loss?
As for the re-emphasis of the jurisdiction, he forgot to release the alien from the Huaxian, or to make these grievances more fearful.
Thinking about it, Zhuang Wudao heard the sigh of Hua Xianjun from the ear, and immediately knew that he was jealous of the ‘Star Dou Xuanping Tianguan, was filthy, mostly useless worry.
And his choice between the re-enactment of the jurisdiction and Light Cloud Sword is actually because he is in the bottom of his heart, but still more trust in the sword spirit.
But is this not a matter of course?
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