Poetry Yun: Self-improvement is empty, and the goods have to be thrown away compared to coming and going; Yin and Yang Tai Chi square dance, the array road hides the star map.

The first powerhouse in the Origin Universe dared to openly hide his lair, and when he approached the magnified coordinates, he was either very confident or extremely contemptuous;

"Dude, this is a provocation, a naked provocation at the beginning!" the house asserted sharply.

"It's my business!" An Bu rolled his eyes, keeping in mind the coordinates and putting away the dark crystal array, looking at the stone gate and then coming out of the purple light, activating the array eye gate left and right, blowing in a cold wind, the imaginary sword and axe hand did not exist.

"Wait~" House said, "Why don't we just teleport?"

"You want to go to the scorching sun to give off people's heads?"

By the way, visit Nie Xiao's lair and stir him up. ”

"Hmm~~" Anzi nodded in agreement, patted him on the shoulder and said: "Brother Zisheng is a bold man and a model for my generation, I wish you success, see you later~"

"......" house sheng.

Open the door to Taishi, the cave in front of him is straight and filled with cold mist, Anping strode the meteor officially stepped on, everyone followed up, the stone gate behind him slowly closed, Xiao Wing looked back inexplicably, and suddenly the cicada wings vibrated and walked slowly, and finally disappeared into the fog.

A group of-stirring sticks first came to the Guibao Land, and they were all careful along the way, and at the end of the passage was a hundred-square secret room, engraved with nineteen teleportations, and the road patterns were faintly shallow to indicate that they were very old, and I believe that no one had been here for a long time;

If you look closely, there is no external transmission, and the logic does not make sense; however, Anzi has a trick, the purple line rises as an ultraviolet ray, sweeps around, and transmits a vertical and horizontal light in the center of the secret room, and immediately starts to copy the whole board, in order not to throw himself into the net, disassemble and analyze them one by one, and find the coordinates slightly changed.

After teleporting out of the secret room, he went into battle, buried a grenade and pinched the time, and as a rush to the top of the Lingguang everyone disappeared, a cigarette exploded three times to destroy all traces, leaving only a few broken formations, which gradually disappeared into time.

……

The nameless exotic land is close to Hongmeng, the sun is still in the spring wilderness, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant and elegant, and after being calm for N years, the void suddenly tore, and four people drilled out of the pitch-black teleportation, and the sky suddenly rolled white clouds, and the golden lightning was bright and dazzling, accompanied by thunder, and the wind and grass swayed for no reason, and the four of them briefly communicated and dispersed, and a young man who was carrying a black gold box and sitting on his shoulder with a black-haired rabbit on his shoulder did not move, looking up and looking up suspiciously.

"The beginning is a black cloud, and the beginning is a white cloud, damn it~ The Heavenly Mirror Phantom Demon won't mutate, right?"

The Great Tribulation of Contemplation is coming, whether it is successful or not, most of this star is not guaranteed; but the movement is too moving, the wooden box boy who was sitting in a certain place waiting for the Hongmeng xenomorph immediately opened his eyes, and the long-awaited moment finally arrived, just stood up, how did he know that the clouds were rising again thousands of miles behind him, and he said to himself: "Are there two?"

Hongmeng xenomorphs can not be found, catch it first and then say, turn around with intuition and ride the sword to ride the wind; the young man's cultivation is not bad for a moment, and he was dumbfounded on the spot, a young man who seems to be of the same generation is here to cross the catastrophe, and the power of the robbery cloud is towering, and the person who cultivates far higher is shocked.

There has always been a tradition in the monk world, and it is taboo to spy on other people's tribulations, generally it is a person with a ghost or an enemy, the young man has never hesitated, and he has not hesitated to crush the ink Jane under the adventure of the catastrophe and want to escape, but it is too late, out of nowhere came a slender black shadow with four cicada wings, a small mouth with sharp teeth and fangs showing a cold glow, biting on the chest and immediately feeling that the body is shrinking, the flesh and blood are lost, and the yuan force is like a river bursting the embankment, and after a puff of smoke, there is an empty robe and a wooden box, and the golden thunder rains down from the sky, and the earth rolls dragons and the wind overflows, sweeping away the peach orchard in this world.

The house Shengshen soul catastrophe began, and the phantom demon on Anping's side appeared, with white hair and white body and golden wings, red demon pupils, a sword in his hand, six soul rings on the back of his head, and trampling on the sound of the Buddha to descend the Dharma body.

"I'm only five, how can you have six soul rings?"

Condensing the Divine Illusion Demon is not trivial, the strength is far beyond the Divine Soul Yuan Xiu, the demon light flash is coming, holding the sword high and flashing Tai Chi on the back, the golden wings are on top of Zhengling's head, and the momentum is the Eight Desolations of the Extreme Realm.

"Wilderness Magnet Track: Domain Boundary"

Don't think much about the attack, the black hair turns white palms to the sky, and the shot is also a star-level defense, the hundred-zhang golden array is shining in the upper nine palaces, and the gravity is stirring up the void like a nebula twisting, one side of the earth realm is shattered, the sky is full of rubble, and the towering trees are rooted and the wild leaves are flying, rising millions of degrees of high-temperature rock mud crystals, and turning into crystals under the pressure of the magic sword.

"Scandium ~~~~~~~~~"

"Tom~~~~~~~ porphyry~~~~~"

With the strongest concentrating collision, Anping was hit by the hegemonic impact and sank into the ground for hundreds of zhang, and the cracks stretched for thousands of miles, shaking the heart and liver and surging blood, and the star field array bloomed Venus without any damage.

"Fuck you, uncle!" "A little light on the enemy suffered a big loss, taking advantage of the illusion demon to show his new life, reciting the yin and yang at a glance to reverse the gossip, the soul ring is full of light, and the long-suppressed resentment erupts: "Extreme Realm Flare Explodes." ”

The sky was loud, the mushrooms were rising, the planet seemed to flicker with a strong light to reveal the atmosphere, the yin and yang behind it were torn apart, the space was torn several ways, and the violent spewing of the sun wind rolled and scorched waves, causing a piece of scorched earth and rubble to exist in a radius of thousands of miles, and the illusion was shocked and retreated, and the white smoke was faint.

Taking advantage of its unstable foothold, Anping's sword was still colored at the top of the wings in his hand, and the white phantom demon was like that, and the star field defended the top of the Nine Palaces, but Anzi played a hooligan, and put a finger of gold wire on the array plate, and the defense collapsed instantly.

"Taiyan Falling to the Ground, Condensing the Divine Tribulation, Eight Desolations of the Extreme Realm!"

The move is sacrificed, the illusion demon has no way to retreat, the horizontal sword and the demon pupils are beautiful, who wants the hooligan to change his move again, pointing out that the two golden lines are entangled in one piece: "Mixed gold robbery Yuan Mu Yun slash Streamer Taiyi." ”

Anzi hated those demon eyes the most, aiming and drawing the arc-shaped sword intent, the illusion instinct covered his face with his arms, and the sharp light flashed without half a scar, but the faint white smoke seemed thicker.

Anzi is too experienced in dealing with the phantom demon, and he tried not to use his previous moves as much as possible, let alone get close, and the power of concentrating and exploding his body is too fierce;

Continuously gaining a slight upper hand, a drum of air and the demon moon fell to the ground one after another, the earth-shattering echo was overwhelming, the churning flames printed red half of the sky, the hurricane blew away thousands of clouds, and the good scenery became a wilderness plain, wafting the smell of fire and smoke.

In the midst of the mess, the phantom demon stood up and hunted with long hair, the faint white smoke was even worse, and the pupils stared at Anping without being impatient, and his back was towards the hot sun and spread his golden wings to return blood there.

"Fuck you!" how could he get his wish, An Ping put on the dark crystal gloves at some time, disrupted the formation with finger bullets, and ran over without using his sword.

"Whoosh~~~~~~~~" The phantom thief spirit learned to change his moves, and raised his hand Ling Bai's heavy bow is an arrow, An Ping couldn't dodge and carry it decisively, but he was scared by penetrating the shoulder, and immediately Yanguang borrowed his strength to take revenge.

"And look at the new skills that the little master has realized; one qi origin yin and yang, Wishing you prosperity!"

I saw An Ping leap into the air, the soul ring behind his head was shining, the Buddha's voice was excited, his arms were raised above his head, and the fist was reported left and right in an instant, which was indeed a bit of a New Year's greeting, and the external gravity made the curvature of the void turbulent and unstable, and the illusion was deeply affected, the body seemed to be out of control, and the movement was slow and difficult to dodge.

"Tom~~~~~~~"

Strong against strong, force to break defense, needle tip to wheat mang; hard to hard, Yaodong Emperor, invincible battle yin and yang; the earth-shaking sound is deafening, yin and yang are shattered and dazzling, and then crack the void; the phantom defense is in a hurry, and the domineering impact crosses the scorched earth plain, a chasm is straight, and earthquakes are repeated.

"Porphyry~~~~cough~~~~" An Zi was injured by an arrow and supported the ground with a sword, the blood stains sprayed and continued to be weak, and he was unwilling to raise his head against the wind, and the speed healed and prepared for the phantom counterattack.

However, the situation is worse than imagined, the phantom demon is extremely smart, less than a cigarette of kung fu scattered white smoke brandished a sword to kill and ran back, just waiting to meet the attack, the phantom suddenly demon pupils were cold, an invisible force slammed into the chest, a proper dragon beckon, Anzi was unstable and was caught off guard against shooting three blood arrows, like a kite with a broken line and rolling a hundred and ten zhang to stand firm, regardless of the injury, he struggled to get up, and the chasing phantom sword light and sword shadow were entangled,

The sound of close-quarters flesh is also an exchange of injuries and a contest of courage; the movements are remnant, the shadow manifold, the heaven and the earth are hung upside down, the sun and the moon change color, tearing countless voids, the scattered mixed elements and angry qi disrupt half of the stars, the land that passes through is not a single grass, the scorched earth is not a single grass, the disasters are continuous, the mountains and rivers are broken, in short, the chaos is forced.

The loser has leisure time to cross the catastrophe, the void in the distance is shaking, a large space is torn apart, and the black hole-like alien space is crazy to devour all matter, I am really afraid that the guy will transfer the battlefield to this and affect himself, and he sweats in his palms and scolds Anzi for being perverted, until the two of them fight farther and farther away.

It has been nearly a hundred years since the rising sun robbed Anzi, and according to this calculation, it is not enough to say that it will take hundreds of years, that is to say, the head of this planet has arrived.

……

Three years later, a man named the Ancient Temple and the local force, the master of the wooden boy, the old man meditated in the secret room with his eyes closed, and suddenly entered a purple flame talisman, and started with four words: Yu Lian Loss.

The old man opened his eyes and was frightened, angry and angry, with a hint of terror on his face, broke out of the door and grabbed a middle-aged monk outside the stone gate like a ghost, and his beard fluttered and he bit the words and said in a deep voice: "Where is the soul?"

The man was fearless, calm as usual, and spread a pile of ink jade powder in his hands, indicating that he had died a miserable death, and the old man was angry and gasped for the wolf's abuse: "Damn Hongmeng evil animal." ”

The middle-aged man watched the rough old man go away angrily, and secretly smiled and said to himself coldly: "Look at how you explain to the Lieyang Yu clan, hum~"

……

Nameless planet, the condensation catastrophe continues, the two of them fight all over the world invincible, thousands of miles away from the observers, the house yawns and feels bored, and the Xutong is holding a booklet bound by a thread, although the stone in the distance is shocking, when the thunder brake flashes the aurora, it does not disturb its elegance at all, and the foodie Xiao Wing chews the yang spar in the big bite, and eats enough to sleep on the master, which is very incompatible with the scene of life and death.

"Alas~~~ It's been three years!It's not over yet, when will this be fought?"

"Uncle Zisheng......"

"How many times have I said it, uncle, I'm older than your two fathers. ”

Xutong covered his mouth and snickered, and then said: "Uncle Zisheng, my father ......"

As soon as the words came out, the house was quick to pick up the void and disappeared, and after a breath, a black shadow wrapped in golden light flew from afar, and with a bang, it was a bottomless hundred-zhang old pit, followed by several imaginary sword intents, if the illusion can speak, the word Dingding: Insert him!

After a little chirp, Anzi carried the rabbit and spread his wings to rise in the floating pit, his robe was tattered and covered with black ash, and he spat Xingzi: "The dog said, relying on the six soul rings to play hooligan with Lao Tzu, grass~"

Yes, I have not been able to win just because of the dwarf section of the soul ring, I tried my best to shake off the grenade, and even the dazzling fingers were used to suppress the soul without folding, and the white phantom demon was like a small strong who could not be killed, and it scattered a faint white smoke, and the three hundred zhang golden wings turned their backs to the hot sun, constantly absorbing heat to replenish, so the stalemate continued, and yesterday's events were repeated year after year.

To tell the truth, Anzi is so tired that he wants to vomit, every time he crosses the catastrophe, he always comes to some intriguing flowers, and if he continues to make trouble like this, he must quickly think about it and get rid of the flash people.

The two looked at each other and recovered silently, and An Zi Yuguang unintentionally found the lively people watching from a distance, all of them looked decadent and indifferent, and they were furious!

"呲啷~~~~" The sword returned to the box, Anzi landed slowly, and the illusion moved with it, and continued to confront each other from a distance of a hundred zhang.

The hooligans play scoundrels, who hurts who deserves, I saw Anping strolling through the scorched earth, shaking the mountains with every step of the way, and the curvature of the void around him twisted and turned, which shows the great gravity of the outside.

The used moves are not big for illusions, and they can learn it after suffering a loss, not to be outdone, they face each other, and the curvature of the two spaces is immediately intertwined regardless of the public, just to see who can take the initiative.

Unlike the Yuanli monks, the curvature of the void of the turbulent wave dance has no signs of tearing, which can be described as steel and softness going hand in hand, and deeply understanding the way of Tai Chi Yin and Yang.

The fighting skills are gradually getting better, the illusion demon has the upper hand, and the curvature ripples are affecting Anping himself, and Chenyang suddenly comes out of the box: "The stars are full of ascending anode Qi Sword Liuyun!"

"Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng ~~~~~"

Nangong Qi's Qi Sword Liuyun is the technique of fixation, nine physical sword shadows fell from the sky, surrounded the phantom demon, and flashed up and down the nine palaces to disrupt the curvature waves, Anzi took the opportunity to take the initiative, temporarily trapped it within half a breath, and quickly stood on the top of the phantom demon's head, stepped on the nine palaces to support the sky with one hand, and gathered Yuan Dan Dao.

A miracle appeared, the phantom demon scattered pale white smoke intertwined in an orderly manner, and for some reason it did not gather in the palm of the hand, and the five soul rings on the back of the head came out uninvited, gradually forming a white circle at the outermost, and then I understood the so-called contemplation.

The phantom demon was affected by the aftermath of the curvature, Qi Jian was fixed and couldn't move, and he wanted to explode his body to break free, but the white smoke was pumped away in large quantities, and the mixed yuan was unstable, and the demon pupil Leng Yanhao tightened his dantian, and he was in the middle of it.

The death method of the condensing illusion demon is different, this time it is the worst, after nine hours, it is completely clean, condensed into the sixth soul ring, and the white light and dust are different from before;

Exactly: Mo Xiao mortals have no roots and bones, and there are tens of thousands of crystals; there must be a way for the mountains and rivers to recover, and nine deaths and one life will enter Hongmeng; and the clothes are alternative miracle immortals, and they will not be idle from now on.

Book 3 of the Divine Man: End

On January 21, 2019 at 2:06 AM.

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