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Even as long as people calm their hearts, they can clearly hear the restlessness of thousands of troops in their hearts.

The mighty insect tide continued to march, while the people of the Seven Shadows Sect were heading north, except for those two of course.

There are no rules for the entrance test, as long as you live, no matter how despicable the means, as long as you live, after a month, then everything can be forgiven!

The white fingers slowly swept over the bright feathers of the green bird: "The dead wood bird of the first grade of the spirit seems to have signs of atavism." ”

The deep gaze in the green eaves eyes was fixed on the gray and tiny feathers under the wings.

The Deadwood Bird is just an extremely common bird beast in the forest, but most of them are not ferocious enough, so they are easy to subdue.

But when it comes to the ancestors of the deadwood bird, you can't be embarrassed. Back then, when the mainland was not divided, the fierce reputation of the Dust-Breaking Ancestral Sparrow could be described as a change of color!

Transforming everything from the wind and dust, breaking the dust and sneaking for thousands of miles, covering the sky and clouds with one wing, and the blood flowing into sand under the beak, it is the horror of this bird

。 Of course, it was also because of the First World War that year, and the dust-breaking ancestral bird also fell into the historical record with the years.

The First World War of that year was a long time ago, and under that war, the mainland was smashed into four pieces with one palm.

That is, the four worlds of the West of the West, the Extreme North, the Xuandong, and the South.

But even if there are signs of atavism, it may not be successful, after all, there are too many variables!

Jian Mei's eyebrows were slightly raised, and his eyes were also looking at the dimness reflected in the dusk in the sky; "Qingea, the insect tide is going east, they are going north, where are we going?" The faint voice also made the latter move his gaze to him.

The subtlety in the dark eyes also began to be quietly revealed, and the long figure gradually stood up, and the footsteps were heavy on the east-facing land.

"The east side seems interesting, Shanzi, what do you say?"

A slightly evil whisper, his long narrow eyes staring at the east.

And under the abyss in the east, it seems to be really as Qing Ao said, interesting, really interesting!

The insect tide is also under the abyss, but not everyone can see that wonder with their own eyes.

What is the insect tide, this is the real insect tide!

Yes, who has ever seen the real insect tide, when it comes, it is like the vastness of heaven and earth, only the sound of insects is endless, if someone takes a closer look, they will can't help but gasp, this is a great horror.

The insects in the insect tide here do not have those ordinary spirit insects with miscellaneous hair, most of them are colorful people, and if you look closely, they are all spirit insects of the Spirit Sky Realm, overwhelmingly surging towards the abyss, like a tide.

Those colorful scale armor inexplicably added a bit of horror aftertaste to the sound of insects.

"Toot..."

The timbre of Xun sounded here out of thin air (Xun is a musical instrument!), and there is a little ethereal in the tone, although it is not better than the heavenly sound, but it also makes people tremble in their hearts, this sound is fascinating!

And the whole body of those insects was also stiff after hearing this sound, and then they all gathered together, and the crown of the jaw was also opened, and the flesh-colored veins were faintly exposed, and all the insects writhed their bodies at the same time. Bugs are building ancient behemoths!

After a while, the appearance of an ancient giant beast also faintly resembled a little god, and the giant beast grabbed with its giant claws, mixed with monstrous blood, and struck at a nameless tungsten iron chain.

Suddenly there was a rumbling roar, and the firelight was also hideous on the iron chain, and the sound kept ringing, and the spirit insects that formed the claws of the giant beast also kept falling like raindrops, and the iron chain and the "giant beast" were deadlocked. Just when the two sides are at a stalemate

, A monstrous beast roared from the bottom of the abyss fluttering above the abyss, and in an instant, a scale claw climbed from the iron chain to the top like a dead thing, on the black scale armor, the slightest black steam, but everywhere the scale claws passed, it was a devastating collapse, and the scale claws jumped violently, directly pulling the giant beast composed of the insect tide into the abyss, it seemed that it was because of the giant beast composed of the insect tide, which was degrading and destructive.

The nameless iron tungsten was also affected by the aftermath of the scale claws, and it was already in tatters, but the surface of the nameless tungsten iron chain also rose up a line, like a living thing on the surface of the iron chain to repair, and in the blink of an eye, the entire iron chain was already intact.

There was no movement in the abyss for a while, and the plantain on the abyss was also blooming, but then a shocking breath was heard in the forest.

The heavy breath was indescribably oppressive.

Xinchang's back was also shocked by the afterglow in this voice, and there was also a touch of taboo in Qingqing's eyes, and he looked at the easternmost part of the forest with Shanzi.

The white palm supported his forehead, and his faint eyes swept to the east, and a deep fear gradually appeared on Qingqing's delicate face, and his eyebrows were also solemn.

And one of the leaders of a group of pedestrians in the north also paused slightly, and glanced to the east with thoughtful eyes, and the machete in the leader's hand also had a little sound.

"The sky is about to change..." The slightly hoarse voice and the rough face, the contrast between yin and yang made people look at it silently and in amazement.

And the woman in that dream,

White clothes and white skirts, three thousand green silks as black as ink are scattered down like a waterfall, hanging down to the slender waist, that stunning face, like a flower fairy in the mountains who do not care about the world, full of moving ethereal colors, eyes flowing, what they have in their eyes is just the kind of wind that penetrates into the bone marrow, and there is no slightest competitiveness.

The corners of his lips were also a touch of self-deprecation, and his fingers lightly clicked down, opening a circle in mid-air.

The spring inside the circle is bright, the white bones outside the circle are stacked, and the bright eyes have a trace of doubt rising, lightly holding the fingertips, and carefully feeling the salty taste of the fingertips. The circle began to dissolve, and the faint became a Xun.

Xun's ethereal voice also sounded silently in my heart...