For the first time, Dump Xueyi's eyes were a little solemn!

Before that, he had always been calm and calm, Zhizhu was in his hands, nothing could escape his control, and there were not too many characters that could threaten him and make him moved by life and death.

"Do you know the reason why I was promoted so quickly?" Qian Xueyi looked at Mehal, opened her mouth gently, and her eyebrows were solemn, after all, for him, there was no secret that could not be said now, "Cultivating once is the Shentai Realm, cultivating nine times is the Golden Core Realm, and cultivating a few times is the Earl level, these are not normal!"

Mahal listened, did not interject, he understood all these truths!

"There is not much demand for resources, there is not too much fame and fortune, the pursuit of wealth, these are unreasonable in themselves, and they are not tolerated by the will of heaven and earth, after all, the creatures in the world must sink and float in the red dust!"

Mehal doesn't understand the word, he's seen it, he's never heard of it.

"After all, you're just an indigenous!" Seeing Mahal's confusion, Dump Xue Yi was not too surprised, "You just need to know that the traverser is born with magical memories and means. It is even more transcendent in the Three Realms and Five Elements, and if it is dispersed and cultivated, it will not be subject to the rules and laws of the Zihuan Immortal Realm. ”

As if seeing through all of Mahal's thoughts, Dump Xue Yi shook her head slightly, and said: "I couldn't kill the tribulation back then, and my cultivation was not enough, and the other is that I must complete this broken Zihuan Immortal Realm, otherwise, before the ninth son of luck appeared, the entire Zihuan Immortal Realm would have been shattered and disappeared." ”

In the Purple Huan Immortal Realm, he resisted the tribulation a total of eight times, and the eighth time was almost one of the strongest.

In many other worlds, the children of luck spawned by the world will almost kill the tribulation in the first seven times, and they are not allowed to grow through the tribulation again and again, which is too terrifying.

However, there was an exception in the Purple Huan Immortal Realm, and he had to kill the robbery at the ninth time.

It is conceivable that after Uncle Qi, the son of luck, failed and evaded, the world could not hold out until the ninth time, and under the calamity, as well as the ancestor of the immortal path and the demon of the immortal path, the world was close to collapse.

If it weren't for the fact that Dump Xue Yi was a traverser, the appearance of the strange number of heaven and earth, the Purple Huan Immortal Realm would have collapsed long ago.

"I will directly upgrade your realm to the semi-saint level through special means!" "Dumping Xue said lightly, the epitome of the already condensed from the illusory became more and more illusory, "The only price you pay is that in this kind of ascension, the potential is lost, and there is no possibility of going further, you can consider it!"

"I don't have a chance to choose and consider!" said McHal, shaking his head slightly.

He is the only existence that has contact with Dumping Xueyi, if he hadn't gone, there would be no second person in the world. And the kendo mark was taken away by Dump Xueyi, the purpose is obvious, he has no right to refuse.

The gap between the two is too huge, too huge to imagine.

Mahar didn't even have the idea of wanting to enter the Demon God Ancient Tower to escape, he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, and it was impossible to understand the horror in it, he asked himself, there was no chance of facing the snow at all.

If he dares to refuse, don't think about it, what he is about to usher in is the most ruthless obliteration.

As soon as he dies in his life, no matter who he is, he knows how to choose, not to mention that he is depressed in his heart, and there are many things to be done, he has no choice, and he can't help but look at the smiling Dump Xueyi.

Point it out with one finger!

At his fingertips, an illusory sword light poured into Mehal's body like a phantom, producing an inexplicable change, so that Mehal didn't react at all, he felt hot all over, and the sea of gods in his body suddenly exploded.

Duke, open up the realm!

True God, condense the body of God!

Ancestor, the law of collusion!

The unimaginable speed of promotion was vividly manifested in front of him, step by step, so that he, who was still at the level of power, was isolated from any obstruction, and rose to the peak at the speed of a rocket.

"This piece of heaven and earth, in the future, is your territory, if there is fate, in the future, you can see you again!"

Dumping Xue smiled, looking at the native, gradually stronger figure of Mehal, a faint vicissitudes of life appeared in his eyes, and after leaving this inexplicable sentence, the illusory light turned into thousands of points of light and disappeared in place.

A year?

Decade?

Or a hundred years?

After Mahal was silent in the breakthrough realm, I don't know how long it took, after consolidating the realm, he gradually woke up, and there was a rumbling roar in his ears, and the dark clouds covered the whole world.

"This is the Viscount of Meha!"

Mehal murmured softly.

The world around me is changing, looking at this familiar territory, and the dark sky. McHal thought about it, and it turned out that what he had just experienced was only a short moment, and he still felt as if he had just stepped into it.

It's just that now, he doesn't know how many thousands of times stronger!

With a gentle thought, time and space turned, countless causal lines manifested, and the creatures that had been involved with him surfaced in his mind one by one, allowing him to grasp it clearly, but it reminded him of the past, and vicissitudes appeared in his eyes.

This scene, when it is really the same as when it once fell into the snow and returned to the time collar, it is somewhat similar.

The thoughts were churning in my heart, and the first thing that came to mind was the missing Mu Lao, the strange younger brother Lin Huang, and the former guard Zhang Zhuang, the reincarnation demon god, moved slightly, followed the cause and effect line, and looked at the end of it.

In just a moment, Mahal noticed where the three of them were, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile.

None of the three of them died, Mu Lao is now an immortal in the Immortal Dao camp, named Ge Shen Junshi, and his younger brother Lin Huang is really the son of luck selected in this era, the person to whom the destiny of heaven returns, and the son of the destiny of heaven. As for Zhang Zheng, this person is a true god, but at this time he is imprisoned in a certain place and cannot come out.

"No wonder, with the people of the Immortal Dao, there is such a big involvement, it turns out to be you!"

Mahal smiled softly, and felt a little happy in his heart, which was really a regret.

Seeing the pouring rain from the sky, Mehal strode away, and crossed thousands of miles in one step to the city of Dulu, holding a white oil-paper umbrella in his hand, and entered like that without anyone noticing.

Walking on the street, like countless pedestrians passing by, holding umbrellas, with a faint smile.

The ancestor of the Dulu Zhengjue family returned to cover the whole city, and the nine major families were all ruined, and they were no longer as prosperous as they were in the past. It's just that in the Eugene family, the girl who likes to sleep but has a kind heart is still waiting there... Waiting... Until the figure of the silver-haired shawl appeared in front of him.

Just like that, the four eyes were facing each other, the downpour of heavy rain brought by the wind, the shaking of the oil-paper umbrella, standing in the heavy rain, the partial figure, walking step by step, with a slight smile in his eyes......

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