Evil Heaven understood.? Eight One Chinese? (8)?? (1) 8?1?Z?

The black face of the stone circle is made for the people of the criminal tribe to see.

In fact, he was happy in his heart!

When I thought of it, the ancestral statue of the criminal tribe was only three inches small, while the ancestral statue of the stone tribe was nearly ten thousand feet high......

"Hahahaha......"

The evil sky is far away, and you can still hear the obscene laughter of the stone circle.

"Hey, sure enough, the older you get, the more ...... Uh-huh, Chief......"

Shi Meng, who suddenly appeared, stared at the evil heavenly dao: "Tomorrow I will start worshipping the ancestral witch, and you have also been selected for the priority battle." ”

"Me?" Evil Heaven was speechless, "I'm a stonemason......

"But you can at least help the stone gate!"

Dropping a word, Shi Meng left.

The evil sky wants to curse.

"Eat the little fart outside the grill, support you to death!"

As soon as I returned to the house, I didn't wait for the evil sky to explode, and the two who were eating meat lay on the bed and pouted their buttocks, looking like they could smoke at will.

"Uncle Evil Heaven, it's not that we can't hide it!"

"It's Grandpa Priest!"

"He said a bunch of inexplicable things, and then we said them in a daze!"

......

Evil Heaven was speechless: "Get up." ”

"Uncle Evil Heaven, don't you blame us?"

"Blame you?" Evil Heaven sighed, "Even I can't resist the obscenity of the priest, this old man is not ashamed to even let go of the little fart, it is really shameless!"

Night.

Sky Star Dance.

For most of the past six months, it is rare for evil days to lose sleep.

It's not that he cares about the battle for priority.

After three days of carving Xingtian, his refining degree skyrocketed, and now the evil body has recovered thirty percent.

Just these thirty percent of the evil body is no worse than when it first entered the melting.

Not to mention that the three cultivations are truly unified, with his current refining combat power, no matter what genius you are under Nirvana, it is all a child.

Seeing the old people, the old love is born.

You Xiaochan wanted to go home, but he couldn't sleep.

This change should never have happened.

Even if you are in the mortal.

"Could it be that the impact of life on me has deepened my ......?"

Evil Heaven was thinking about it, and a faint voice sounded.

"Turning into mortal, falling into dust, returning to the basics, returning to the ......"

In the dead of night, the evil moon, which had been pressed for a long time, finally couldn't help but speak.

It's not that he's sullen, it's that he can't see the evil day and live all day long.

"It's not life, it's the four steps of transformation, and you're now in the second step......"

Suddenly, the evil sky is sudden.

"Huafan, that's very appropriate, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Evil Moon internal injury.

Turning into a mortal has nothing to do with comprehension qualifications, and saints can't point to it.

He had thought that the Evil Heaven Society, like most people who had the qualifications to become emperors, would slowly move forward on the way to seek mortalization......

As a result, a stone carving was carved, and the evil sky was first transformed into a mortal.

Seeing the stone tools polished by You Xiaochan, he fell into the dust again.

The evil heaven turned into a fan in two steps so fast, the evil moon that crisscrossed the ancient universe had never been seen, how could he react?

And now, he had to speak.

If you go any further, the evil sky will fall into the third step of returning to the purple.

This realm is not something that the evil heavens can set foot in.

Thinking of this, Evil Moon was a little speechless.

"I used to sigh, when will you be able to get to the truth, but I didn't expect that now I want you to stop turning mortal......"

"Why stop?"

"If you don't stop, what will be pressed on you is not the rules of heaven and earth, but the origin of heaven and earth......"

Evil Heaven was stunned, and then suddenly, a layer of cold sweat appeared on his back.

Under the mortal, it is the rules of heaven that are pressed.

The rules of the Heavenly Dao, immortality, enlightenment, and even immortal venerable all need to be enlightened and practiced.

The origin of heaven and earth, the Immortal Venerable can only be touched, and if you want to see it all, the world-building power above the Immortal Venerable is qualified.

And under the purple, its effect is equivalent to a full glimpse of the origin of heaven and earth.

Not to mention the evil sky, even the strongest immortal in the immortal realm, he can't withstand the complete pressure of the origin of heaven and earth.

"I see. ”

"You are now just entering the dust, and the two steps of falling dust are enough for your cultivation in the realm of Immortal Venerable or even above, and the other ......"

Evil Moon paused, her voice even more speechless.

"Huafan can not only increase cultivation, but also help in battle, but this help is a requirement for the upper limit of combat power......"

"Power Cap Requirement ......"

Evil Heaven muttered softly, as if he understood a little, but at the same time he was a little stunned.

"You have three cultivations to explode, your combat power is too terrifying, and if you exceed the upper limit of combat power, although you can still increase your combat power normally, you yourself can't withstand this kind of improvement......"

After some explanation, it was the turn of the evil sky to be speechless.

"No wonder I stepped out with all my might, and I was almost shocked to death......"

Evil Moon sighed: "I've seen something like you, but it's ......"

Later, Evil Moon couldn't go on.

Because of these combat powers, the most rubbish ones are immortals.

"This artistic conception is not very good. Evil Heaven muttered, and sat up to look somewhere.

Evil Moon didn't want to say anything more, and after glancing at the people rushing in the distance, he dropped a sentence and disappeared.

"The improvement of combat power in the artistic conception of falling dust is even more terrifying, you be careful, don't beat him to death. ”

He is the Hou Xi who came quickly.

Evil Heaven had just accurately estimated that he would need to wield a few percent of his combat power to defeat Hou Xi under the Transformation of Fan, and Hou Xi stood in front of him.

"Come, fight!"

Evil Heaven said helplessly: "You may not believe it when you say it, I am the one who has been hurt the most......"

"Don't talk nonsense, fight!"

After Xi didn't say a word, he punched out.

"Okay, okay, okay, go out and fight?"

Evil Heaven tapped the ground with his right foot, and with a virtual step, he had appeared on the peak three thousand miles away.

The mountain breeze is blowing, the animal skins are flying, and the pretending to be forced is the place where the torture kettle is attempted.

Fist.

Bow and arrow.

Shoot the sun.

Witch Circle bonus.

Bear down.

The battle ended when thousands of feet of mountain peaks were razed to the ground.

Hou Xi sat on the ground as if he had lost his soul, panting.

Evil Heaven looked down at his right chest, and there was a hole in the skin.

This is an arrow mark.

But it is not four arrows from the sun.

It's an ordinary arrow that the evil sky didn't guard.

Although the arrow is ordinary, it seems to leap out of the long river of time, so fast that it is almost contaminated with cause and effect.

Shoot you for the cause.

Hit is the inevitable result.

"Worthy of being a descendant of the ancestral witch......"

Although he was not injured, even because the strength in his body was too terrifying, his skin was not broken......

But the evil heaven knew that if he was a first-level body refiner in the Nirvana realm, he would inevitably be seriously injured under this arrow.

"You're amazing. ”

Evil Heaven praised and walked towards the stone tribe station.

He was telling the truth.

Later Xi also experienced this sincerity.

But I couldn't be happy.

This arrow is the ability possessed by the descendants of the Houtu lineage.

Worthy of anyone's admiration.

But an arrow worthy of anyone's admiration only pierced the clothes of the evil sky.

"I know you're ......"

"But I didn't know you were so strong......"

"Now, I finally know how strong you are......"

......

Hou Xi got up slowly, a little lost.

looks down on the evil sky, suspects the evil sky, and is now powerless to face the evil sky.

Along the way, he became shorter and shorter, like a little bug.

But the evil heavens are getting higher and higher, like the witches who stand up to the heavens and the earth.

"Hey!"

"Why, I'm going to do my best again!" Evil Sky ran fast.

The word "full strength" almost made Hou Xi fall.

"I just want to ask you, the battle for priority, do you participate!"

"Participate!"

"If we meet, we will save some face!"

"Don't worry, I'm just a ...... carved in stone"

......

Hou Xi was stunned for a while, scolded shamelessly, and returned to the Hou tribe station.

"Lost?"

Before he reached his house, the old and kind voice sounded in Hou Xi's ears.

Hou Xi was startled, and quickly turned around and bowed: "Hou Xi has seen the priest." ”

"Lost badly?" said Priest Hou Hao walked out, smiling.

Hou Xi said embarrassedly: "Yes, he is unexpectedly strong." ”

"You're not bad either. ”

was praised, and Hou Xi was a little happy.

"At least shoot through his hide. ”

Hou Xi didn't want to talk anymore.

Nor was he surprised that the priests knew.

In fact, even if he is a witch, he doesn't know what incredible power his tribe's priests have.

"He said he was going to fight for priority. ”

Hou Hao was stunned and sighed: "That's really, it's so unfortunate." ”

Hou Xi touched his nose and asked cautiously, "Priest, are you looking for ......me?"

"Hmm. Hou Hao nodded, pulled Hou Xi into the room, and said something with a smile.

Poof!

After hearing this, Xi sat down on the ground.

At the same time, in the house of the priest of the criminal tribe.

"I decided. ”

Looking at the torture and torture that he couldn't sleep, the torture and murder with red eyes slowly said: "When worshipping, use a three-inch ancestral statue!"

"That's it!"

The torture and killing hid his face and fled, shouting as he ran: "Evil heaven, I ri, your uncle!"

The torture anger also wanted to escape, but doubts suppressed his intention to escape.

"Priest, you ......"

Xing Zheng looked at the three-inch ancestral statue on the stone table and smiled with relief.

"This evil heaven, I have my heart. ”

(End of chapter)