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Now he is surrounded by countless stars, as if he is alone and coveted by countless demons, bringing a moment of hesitation.

There have been countless times in the face of crises, and it is common for one person to break the game, but Thirteen Lang has never felt like this in his heart, and he is stunned.

“...... Hehe......"

Shaking his head, he retracted his distracting thoughts, and as he had done countless times above, he thought about the things he understood and the things he didn't understand, and chose the main points one, two, three, and started to act.

It's still the closest star, except that I don't know it's no longer it, and everything is the same as last time.

“...... Time, space, reincarnation ......"

The problem is clear, the goal will not change, the mixture of fast and slow, the alternation of far and near, it is difficult to calculate the approach of the day, and hear those panicked cries.

"Oh my God, it's God, it's coming!"

Listen to your feet and look closely, Thirteen Lang frowned slightly.

"Is this calling me?"

"I am ...... heaven"

Roughly the same process, after the light of Haoyang killed many innocent souls, Thirteen Lang began to catch people from which world.

The eyes sighed behind him, blank.

Thinking, simplicity, character.

These things are difficult to change.,Replace people who don't have any qualifications.,Faced with the same situation, there may be different responses.,Although I don't think that will be useful.,The eyes are still looking forward to the change of Thirteen Lang.,Only in this way,Only in this way can there be a 1 in 10,000 chance.。 It's a pity that the current situation is so simple that it can't be simpler, and there are only two or three kinds of information available for reference, and Thirteen Lang's approach is the same.

Tough often means stubbornness, and the eyes know that this is normal, but there is some unwillingness.

He watched silently, waited, counted. Worried, expecting changes in the middle.

Thirteen Lang can't count on it anymore, and then he just needs to hope for King Agu.

King Agu is gone, and this is the change.

Arrest. Out of bounds, fire, ashes, nothing.

Catch someone, out of bounds. Firelight, ashes, and no ......

After a monotonous repetition of countless times, the change came.

Five-colored brilliance, a distinctive fire rose, and a faint force came, and then disappeared.

A clear burning sensation came from the palm of his hand, and Shisanlang lowered his head to look at the mending heavenly stone, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Just like last time, Mending the Sky began to show the way from this moment, and a sense of direction came to my heart. Jusan Lang immediately got up.

It is a feeling of ...... "opportunities should not be missed", a vague clue that can only be transformed after tens of millions of accumulations into the traction light of the mind in the spontaneous combustion of catching people again and again.

Divide the moment into tens of millions of parts, no one can perceive the crisis in the process, and neither can Thirteen Lang.

Tens of millions of times in exchange for an opportunity, no one can resist, not Thirteen Lang.

Therefore, when the Heaven Replenishing Stone was hot, he immediately got up and immediately prepared to set off in the direction guided by the Heaven Replenishing Stone.

At the same time, the eyes felt a power that had never been felt before. It's like it suddenly grows features, a head, and a body, and becomes a complete person.

He felt like he had a life. It's true.

With just a faint trace of power, relying on this non-existent eye, you can create things!

It was all because of the fire that had only appeared once before, the power that had never appeared before, so weak that it could be ignored, and it took time for it to be extinguished.

Don't miss the opportunity!

"Remember, King Agu is ......"

"Huh?"

The cry is in the ears. As if there was still nothing, Thirteen Lang suddenly turned his head and stared in the direction of his eyes, his left hand already ready to attack.

He couldn't see anything. In fact, the "parts" of his eyes had disappeared as he got up, and he had returned to his previous appearance, and at this moment he could only look at Thirteen Lang in vain as before, unable to do anything.

“......”

After observing for a long time and being vigilant for a moment, it was impossible for Thirteen Lang to always be so aggressive, and he quickly extinguished the sharpness in his eyes.

The heart of the eyes sank to the bottom.

A gray film covers the eyes, seals the murderous machine, hides the tyranny, covers the wisdom, and brings fanaticism and addiction.

"Mistaken...... Serious matters. ”

One last glance at the starry sky, Thirteen Lang slowly turned around.

The eyes can only look in vain, experiencing the loneliness and weakness lost after owning, and there is nothing to be done.

At this moment, a little fireball suddenly jumped, with a trace of unwillingness and anger, releasing the last scorching heat and brilliance.

"Hmmm......"

The gray eyes swayed slightly, like a stone falling into the mirror-like lake water, Thirteen Lang looked at the gradually extinguishing Haoyang, and his expression returned to dazed.

"Nineteen million eight hundred and twenty-seven. Thirteen Lang said to himself in his heart.

The eyes couldn't hear the words, and watched as he turned around and headed for his ultimate goal.

After the next moment, Shisanlang paused, and caught a person under the power of habit.

The fire is back.

Strength is born again.

The body is reappeared!

Shout!

"Remembering the Agu ......"

Thirteen Lang's figure paused slightly, as if he wanted to turn around.

Faster than last time, his eyes reluctantly swallowed the words that were about to exit, but there was no longer a mouth, and the fluctuations in Thirteen Lang's eyes gradually calmed, and his gray eyes became thicker.

Then there is the repetition......

With his eyes feeling weak, Jusan Lang continued to move forward until it was the next star.

Repeat for the next round.

In the cold and cold starry sky, countless cold and cold starlight flickered, looking at all this indifferently and coldly.

Time is chaotic, time is still passing, Thirteen Lang is gradually getting smaller, his eyes are getting weaker, and the Tiantian Stone is getting hotter and hotter.

It's finally here.

The huge colored stone came to the huge flower, and the small human stone pushed hard, and the weak eyes almost disappeared, helpless and sad.

He didn't know what else he could do, and of course he couldn't do anything, and along the way, every time Thirteen Lang repeated the act of catching someone, the power generated by the burning would become bigger than the previous one, and his eyes would become weaker on the contrary, and at this time. It only had the strength to see, and it couldn't see clearly.

Not only that, but the weak eye can feel it, in the process of that power constantly shaping itself. The power of blindness is also growing, knowing that it needs to shout at Thirteen Lang with all its might, so it inevitably goes on the same path as Thirteen Lang, and his mind gradually becomes chaotic, and sometimes fanatical thoughts breed.

"Abandon everything. Fix that flower!"

Now he also has gray eyes in his eyes, but they are not thick enough, and time cannot always be maintained. Unlike Jusan Lang, his eyes are invaded much less often, and he can get rid of them and suffer while he is awake.

This is its fate, because the Thirteen Lang is its deity, because it is the Thirteen Lang.

What could be more painful than knowing to sink and sink?

The answer is: countless times.

Boulders rolling. Step by step, he approached the gap with difficulty, and behind the boulder, Thirteen Lang, who was shaped like a dry ghost, tried his best, and the excited expression on his face became more and more intense.

"Alright, that's it, it's going to be good!"

"Fix the reincarnation, and I can get out!"

"When that's done, I'll be in charge!"

"I will be able to borrow the power of the world, no, the power of the world is mine. It can be used anytime, anywhere!"

"I want to ......"

There was a soft click, and the words were interrupted.

The stone that fills the sky is missing, the five-colored brilliance suddenly rises, and the feeling of all things flourishing rises instantly...... Everything is the same as the eye has felt before.

"Don't!"

It shouted at Jusan Lang with the last of its strength. In despair, I watched as his body sank into the flowers, as his feet, his blood, and his soul dissolved under the power of decomposition.

It watched the firebird hissing in the flames, watched the heavens die little by little, and watched the frenzied light on the face of the thirteen langs.

It looked at the surrounding mist, looked at the light spreading across the sky, and looked at the world outside the flower wall. Look at so many stars outside.

It sees innumerable threads, every person, every tree, every star, every life, all of them have silk threads.

There is a feeling that as long as you follow those threads, you can reach any part of the world in an instant, it is so powerful, so beautiful and dazzling, it shuttles through the universe like silk, weaving a long and thin thing.

Is it a needle?

Or a sword?

It can't see farther, it can't see clearly, the eye doesn't want to see more, it sees the flower at one end of the thing, if you look at the thing as a sword, the flower is the jewel on the hilt of the sword, if it's a needle, the flower is the little bead in the eye that is used to thread the thread.

What makes it strange to the eye is that the flower, which is the absolute core of this thing, holds the threads of all the silk threads, and when the five colors of light come together, it turns out to be black.

The gemstone is a black gemstone and the bead is a black bead......

It's amazing!

A layer of gray obscured the beautiful scenery, slowly aggravated, and the eyes gradually could not see the outside clearly, and the heart sank in anxiety and gloom, entering some kind of dream.

The body falls and falls, the mind flies and flies, how can it not be implemented, how can it not fly ashore.

"King Agu!"

The sudden roar led into the heart, and all the horizons were shattered, and only a flower leaf was left in front of him, the face raised in the flower leaf, the stroke of the case and the raised hand.

The subordinate who stroked the flowers and leaves, the word "Agu Wang" came into view, and the iron hook and silver stroke, breaking through a thousand jun.

So that's it...... I can't tell what the reason is, but I have just seen the most beautiful scenery in the universe, and my eyes have become sentimental, as if something is brewing in my eyes, and I want to come out several times.

"Reincarnation!"

There was another roar, and the cracking sound was like real thunder that exploded the entire sky, illuminating the entire flower and leaf.

"Ho!"

The tears that were about to come out of his eyes turned back, his eyes looked around blankly, looking at the flower, the five petals, and he was shocked beyond imagination.

King Agu.

King Agu.

King Agu.

King Agu!

Or the King of Agu!

Every flower, every place, every location, everywhere is such handwriting, everywhere!

What's going on?

"19,860,000 thousand Wu Bai 27 times of excess, 19,860,000 thousand Wu Bai 27 degrees of reincarnation!"

With the third roar, Shisanlang only had one arm and head left, but his face and expression had never been so fierce, his eyes had never been so confident, and his demeanor had never been so calm.

"Your rule has been broken, my way has been successful, how can you stop me!"

Yes?!

Who are you and what are you around?

The eye didn't know, and it didn't want to care anymore, so it turned its head in a daze, looked behind itself, and was dumbfounded when it saw it.

He saw one eye, and that eye was looking back at his back, and he saw the other eye looking back at the other eye...... Endless eyes looked back behind them, and behind them were still endless eyes.

"It turned out to be ......"

"Nineteen million eight hundred and twenty-seven ......"

"Have you been so many times......

Inexplicably relieved and inexplicably disappointed, his eyes turned back a little dazedly, and he looked at Jusan Lang writing the only word in the air with the only remaining hand.

"Definitely!"

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It's a little late, I'm ashamed.

This chapter ...... I don't dare to say if it's good, it's not easy to write anyway, everyone saw it.

The chapter that was missing yesterday will be made up tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and you can compensate you in advance for something else.

"Beacon Deserter", character guarantee, absolutely good book, realistic style of anti-Japanese war novel.

The author is a person with a real level, and he really writes about the cruelty of that era, which is a bit sadistic. But you can rest assured that his style of writing is witty and humorous, and it is not uncomfortable to read at all, and the so-called abuse refers to treating human nature as a corpse on the operating table......

Because of the content of the first volume of this book, I feel that he is ruthless, and he is better than me.

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...... (To be continued.) )

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