It's so wonderful.

After all the ups and downs, am I wrong again?

After the ups and downs along the way, I thought I had found a new direction, I thought that the future would see the light of day again, and I thought that this world could reach the top again, but who thought that I seemed to be wrong again.

Talented.

Ascetic.

Change your life against the sky.

It is the way of killing against the sky and changing one's life.

As for himself, after several tossing and turning, he touched the door of the Heavenly Dao, and was favored by fate, and he seemed to be about to become them, but now from the person in front of him, it seems that he is wrong again.

Change your life.

Ascetic.

Cultivation is to fight against fate, but what about one's own Taoism, it seems to be a kind of pandering, a kind of embarrassment that should be called 'doing the way for heaven'.

Is this wrong?

I don't know.

Can this be called right?

I don't know.

In the fate of the Heavenly Dao, all the cultivators chose to fight, but they were the only ones who chose to cater to it, using the law of the Heavenly Dao to arrange the trajectory of fate and do the Tao for the Heavens.

I have become the face of heaven.

It seems so great.

"Hehe~~!"

Laugh.

The sky is high, fate is cold to everything, their combination is supreme, and I am candle yin, I am catering to them, they have become my teacher, I seem to be different.

"Hehe~!"

Break free, break free, break free.

The fate of the Heavenly Dao is watching thousands of people break free.

And now I, the candle yin is watching the person in front of him break free.

The fate of the Heavenly Dao rose from a high platform, pressing Han Xian's dead bullet below, and fate held the knife of killing in his hand, so that it was hanging high, and it had been written at three o'clock in the afternoon.

Kill it so much.

The Blade of Fate fell.

"Whew~~!"

At the same time as the sound of the knife roared, it was indeed a warm wind suddenly floating on the cold high platform, and it seemed to be fighting against the coldness of fate in the blowing.

"Huh~!"

Tooth incision.

The 'extraordinary' that was suppressed on Han Xian's body by turning into a mantra instantly took shape again, and he glanced at each other with the evil spirit, and his eyebrows were shocked and cold again.

"Whew~!"

The high platform constructed by the Heavenly Dao Extraordinary and the Evil of Fate faintly trembled, and the blade of fate that was intended to make Han Xian Fu Fa even more chaotic.

In this sudden warm wind, the originally impartial, heavy and unshakable knife of fate has indeed slowed down its progress.

How can it be?

People go against the sky, and of course the sky will rise up to suppress it.

"Hmph~!"

Extraordinary and evil snorted, their palms were immediately raised, one holding the palm of the vast and cold, and the other controlling the trajectory of the heat flow, and pushed it out.

"Whew~!"

The cold breath and the heat flow intersect with each other, and the heat flow grabs the warm wind whistling on the high platform, and the cold breath instantly assimilates them into a part of itself.

It's cold in seeing.

The warm wind was captured and pointed straight to the source, Han Xian.

The warm wind flowed out of him, so of course he was the owner who wanted to capture the hot flow, and of course he was the one who wanted to solidify the cold breath.

"Whew~!"

The fate of the Heavenly Dao came in an instant.

Han Xian lay motionless on the guillotine, it was like waiting, and the cold breath and heat flow suddenly rushed in from the Heavenly Spirit Cover, in order to destroy the light of hope.

Grass can be chopped.

But the roots are still there.

If the spring breeze is endless, there is no possibility of killing, and my hope is still there, and there is no possibility of killing you all.

"Hmph~!"

In his own star chart, his soul looked at these two outsiders with a sneer, and whispered mockingly: "You still don't give up, defeat is defeat, what are you still struggling with." ”

"Buzz~!"

Dao tree trembles.

Raise the palm of his hand and grab it, the cold breath of heaven and the hot flow of fate are like chickens and cubs are captured in his hands and cannot move, this is the soul of the star map, the master is normal, so outside, I am still the supreme king.

"Whew~!"

The wind is rising.

On the high platform, this warm wind suddenly condensed into a huge palm, and with a straight wave, it slapped the fate knife intended to smash his own head into a laughing stock that was shattered.

"Whew~!"

Guillotine.

In this guillotine, no one came to save me, no one came to shout, 'Keep people under the sword,' but I succeeded in rebellion, and succeeded in taking control of my own destiny.

Han Xian stood up suddenly, I just stood up, it was as simple as that, I stood up like a god, but I was human.

Immediately, his eyes swept a very disdainful glance at the extraordinary and evil on the side, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he whispered: "Get down." ”

"Boom~!"

The blood surges, and the sun moves.

The two bodies trembled faintly in it, this is the Heavenly Way of Destiny, and they are faintly low in the trembling.

Can this be understood as the fate of the Heavenly Dao bowing to itself, and the noble ones have ever bowed their heads?

They are likewise steel.

"Poof~!"

"Poof~~!"

Two voices, two voices of disillusionment, immediately there was only flowing air in the Sun Front Realm, and there was no figure, and the fate of the Heavenly Dao of defeat dispersed by itself.

"Whew~!"

The wind blows and scatters all illusions into the true essence.

In the wind, the broken head tower shattered, and even the gray sky slowly emerged its original color in this wind.

A point of light.

Falling from the sky.

A color separation.

Painted in rose red.

The day was late, and it was already dusk in the sky.

This day is really unforgettable, from early morning to now, I seem to have walked through several centuries, after all, the eighteen layers of hell have traveled through seven dynasties, can it not be long?

I was almost dead in it.

And now?

"Hehe~!"

Seeing the sunset, the beauty is stunned, the mouth laughs, the face is rose-colored, if you go crazy, the person laughs so beautiful in front of him, and the life is wonderful.

Han Xian immediately roared: "I won, I won, I Han won first." ”

What did you win?

Fighting the Heavenly Dao, breaking fate, am I winning them?

Wrong!

I just won the battle, I just won my own life.

"Hehe~!"

In the sunset dusk, not only was he alone, not far in front of him, the candle yin was also standing, but even if the roses of the sunset were gorgeous at this moment, it was still difficult to suppress the paleness on its face.

In the smile, it is angry like a gossamer, and there is a possibility of choking at any time.

In the smile, its body becomes a candle in the wind, and it may be extinguished at any time.

But no matter how the wind was blowing, the candle still didn't breathe, it raised its head with difficulty, its eyes fell on its face with difficulty, strengthened its strength, and said, "Yes, you won." ”

Either Caesar or nothing.

The one who won, Han Xian's color, radiant.

The losing demon, the candle yin, the zombie.

"Hehe~~!"

Listening to Candle Yin's words, he smiled lightly in his mouth, his eyes fell on its face without a trace of contempt, and said: "You are very good, I was wrong before, your Tao is not biased, your Tao is also right, I can win, hehe, it's just that I'm better than you." ”

Is this sure or disdainful?

It's all about listening to the demon.

"Whew~!"

Speak inside the wind passing through it.

This end to that end.

What kind of reaction will people have when they fall into the ears of demons?

"Hehe~!"

It was hard to laugh, but even though every smile of the candle yin would bring considerable pain, it still kept laughing, with a slight sound in its mouth, and its expression was pale as if it was crazy, and said, "Really?"

Ask for sure.

The demon who has always been thought to have done something wrong is asking for a point of affirmation.

"Really. ”

Han Xian nodded heavily, and said heavily, your Dao is not biased, ask the 'Heavenly Dao Destiny' How many people in the world want to control them, but how many can touch them, all the Dao is one, and what you want is to be at ease, then they are naturally right.

He immediately said: "You go, next time we meet, drink and eat vegetarian." ”

"Haha~~!"

Laugh.

Even though Candle Yin was laughing like a wind candle, he was still laughing loudly on his excited face, and said in a deep voice: "Our demon clan is not a vegetarian, next time we meet, drink and eat meat, I prepare meat and you bring good wine." ”

"Heh~!"

Why do I say vegetarian, of course, I am afraid that there will be a shadow in the heart of the candle yin of the demon clan, but now we are on the same path, but the candle yin must not know, I Han Xian has always been poor, ** mountains are all over the wilderness, but wine is such a luxury thing, I have no money in my bag, and the store is quite ruthless, and I am also very difficult.

"Hey~!"

But what can be done now?

"Hehe~!"

I smiled and stopped talking.

"Whew~!"

Just in his own laughter, in his own sigh, the pale face of the candle in front of him suddenly gathered black gas, and his body was stunned, and he actually fell straight to the ground.

Have one foot in the grave.

It's an old man, and now this candle yin in the prime of life has long been exhausted after trying to forget about life, and now it can't stand anymore, and the god of death has stretched out its claws to it.

"Uh~!"

Seeing this, he was suddenly startled, and he wanted to rush to its side to protect it, but at the moment when he wanted to move, there were indeed several lights on the side of the candle yin, and he was numb on the spot.

"Whew~!"

The body is like a mountain.

God.

The god of the demon clan, the sheep god is here, and the horse god is also here with a skeleton, but there is a shadow beside them.

This shadow is the real mountain.

The head of the three classics of the southern times, from the mountain of Tianyu to the mountain of Nanyu, where there are fourteen mountains, six thousand five hundred and thirty miles, and its gods are all dragon bodies and human faces.

Dragon-faced god.

They are mountains, and standing there with this dragon god is like a mountain pressing on his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe.

"Whew~!"

It's not just Han Xian who has difficulty breathing, many people in the Acropolis City are seeing it at this moment, even when the great Monarch Realm Chengtai's eyes fell on the dragon god, his face was dark, and his eyes couldn't suppress the timidity.

It's like the real thing.

However, his appearance here wearing the 'flower of Allah' already indicates that it is still a god realm.

Now, has this become its battlefield?

This one just ended.

Han wins first.

The candle is down.

Humanity won.

It was the Venerable Master of Weidu who was ready to be excited, but when the expression on his face first rose, he suddenly saw the light, and just as he was about to laugh, the figure of the dragon god strangled all the smiles in the cradle.

It was it that held the candle shade as soon as it could, and its eyes swept over the city like a torch, and then fixed its eyes on its own face.

"Whew~!"

Gaze.

Its eyes, the eyes of the dragon god, there was absolutely no trace of Dao Dharma derivation in it, but under the gaze of this gaze, his heart suddenly surged with blood, and he immediately broke through his throat and went straight to his teeth.

"Huh~!"

The teeth are bitten and the lips are closed.

But I couldn't help but hang a trace of blood at the corner of my mouth.

"Hehe~!"

The dragon god smiled, and as soon as its eyes moved, it moved away from its body, and the blood in his heart immediately calmed down, and the dragon god's voice floated in the air: "No wonder, he takes care of you so much, you do have some talent." ”

Who?

Take care of me?

"Hmph~!"

Although he didn't know what the dragon god was talking about, his arrogance was already responding coldly.

"Haha~!"

Listening to Leng Snort, the Dragon God laughed and said, "With you, the Tianjiao White Emperor in our clan will definitely be interested, it will definitely come, you have to be ready." ”

"Whew~!"

Ryujin said something.

But after throwing down some incomprehensible words, it disappeared with a candle.

Retreated, the demon clan retreated, but the skeleton of the horse god was still there in the dusk, and its eyes fell on the Acropolis City from beginning to end, where it had what it needed.

Dignity.

Allah flowers.

Rongruo.

Although Rong Ruo's black robe covered her head at this moment, the horse-body human face could naturally see her loss at a glance, and the flower of Allah was still bright in her hair.

"Hey~!"

Laughter is cold.

Bone Ming, his heart said: "Thank you for your safekeeping, but now that we are here, I will definitely get my things back, and in three days I will attack the city and break the city, I hope you don't run away." ”

Say what?

Say what?

What does it say?

"Demon girl~!"