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Chapter 879 Broken and Established.

"Could it be ......" In the confusion on his face, the eyes of the old figure immediately changed greatly: "Zijin Xuanlei, is this the treasure of the Xuantian monster, how could this kid break into the treasure of this old monster, isn't the old monster dead, is this treasure ownerless." ”

The old figure raised his gaze, and then looked at the front space, at this time, in addition to the five-color martial arts pill and soul pill in the space, there was a huge **fragment, this huge ** completely fragmented, but faintly, it is not difficult to see that it seems to be still connected in a complex way, the meridians and blood veins are broken, faintly, but they are broken and threaded.

"Whew!"

A thunderbolt directly bombarded the broken flesh and blood, and the power of this monstrous thunder, at this time, lacked a violent aura, bombarded the flesh and blood, and suddenly the lightning lingered on it, becoming extremely mysterious.

"It's not completely destroyed, but it's the first step to resist, and it's a shame that this kid is strong, otherwise he really wouldn't be saved. Seeing this, the dignified face of the old figure was a little lighter, but it was still dignified, and he muttered: "Break and stand, this is just the first step, in the midst of the great disaster, it is a big opportunity, if you can't break through, you will only be able to go so far in the future, if you break through, in the future, between the world and the world, the people who want to deal with you must also weigh it well." ”

When the words fell, the old figure was stunned, and then looked at a palm-sized turtle shell in the space, and a strong aura spread, and on the turtle shell, inky black fluorescence was revealed.

"Hey, it turned out to be the turtle shell of the ninth-order Xuanwu clan, how could this little guy have such a chance, this turtle shell is solid, but this little guy is not completely fused, and the blood is not pure, it's a pity, it's a pity. ”

Sighing slightly, staring at the sky, the old figure's gaze fell on Lu Shaoyou's ** that looked torn apart again, the thunder has been falling step by step, as if with a certain law, every thunder falls, the split ** seems to have been shattered again, the purple electric rays linger in every fast muscle, and the cells of the bones, it seems to have made the fragments of the split ** stronger.

This kind of toughness, compared to the forging of heaven and earth energy every time it breaks through, is undoubtedly much more perverted, this kind of forging is completely the crushed ** Every cell begins to forge, after the forging of this purple thunder and lightning, the power of each thunder is enough to destroy any **, but among them, it is strange to let these broken ** survive, faintly, you can see that this broken **, every cell, is still absorbing the power of purple thunder and lightning.

"Purple gold Xuanlei forging body, breaking and then standing, this is not trivial, the ground-level spirit weapon and blood slaughter protect your martial arts, the terrifying thing protects your soul pill, although the teacher can't help you much, but it can also help you help you protect your **, whether the dragon is a worm or you still have to rely on yourself in the end, don't let the teacher down. The old figure's voice murmured, and the handprint was formed, only to see that in Lu Shaoyou's storage ring, a fluorescent light rose to the sky, and then the spiritual jade bed was revealed.

"Bang bang!"

In the sky above, purple thunder bombarded down one after another, bombarding the old figure again.

"Hmph, the ownerless purple gold Xuanlei can't help the deity. As soon as the old figure's voice fell, the handprint was formed, and the light on the spiritual jade bed was magnificent, and then it was directly blocked above the head of the old figure.

In an instant, it hit the Lingyu bed, and the thunder carried a majestic sky-destroying power, and at this time, it bombarded the Lingyu bed, but it didn't even leave a trace, but it just dimmed the light on the Lingyu bed.

If Lu Shaoyou was here, he would definitely be shocked, he must have not thought that the spirit jade bed still had such a terrifying defensive power, otherwise, he would have paid attention to this spirit jade bed before.

In the next moment, the old figure directly entered the spirit jade bed. Immediately, the spirit jade bed was also directly suspended under Lu Shaoyou's shattered **, and a piece of fluorescence shrouded Lu Shaoyou's shattered body.

"Whew!"

A thunderbolt bombarded Lu Shaoyou's shattered ** again, and the shattered **, accepting the attack of this thunder at this time, was above the lingering light of the spirit jade bed, ** suddenly became a lot more active.

"Whew!"

In this way, there is silence in this space, there is no silence in the past and the future, of course, in this silence, there is still the thunder that 'snorts' constantly bombarded down one by one, this thunder has a total of four, all according to a fixed law, one bombardment to Lu Shaoyou's broken **, one bombardment to Lu Shaoyou's five-color martial arts, one bombardment to Lu Shaoyou's soul pill, as for the last one, it was bombarded on the turtle shell that protected Xiaolong at this time.

On top of Lu Shaoyou's martial arts, one after another thunderbolts fell, if it was directly split, it was estimated that this five-color martial arts would definitely be torn apart, but at this time, this thunder was blocked by blood and phantom green wings, and the remaining thunder fell on the five-color martial arts, it seems that because of the relationship between yin and yang spirit martial arts, this martial arts is used to devouring external power, and at this time it is still devouring the energy on this thunder, above the five-color martial arts, with the slow absorption of the power of the purple thunder, it is actually at a speed that is imperceptible to the naked eye, becoming more and more smooth and solid。

Above the Soul Pill, above the golden knife at this time, a golden light shrouded the space, and the thunder of the one after another could not shake the slightest bit, but instead revealed a sense of powerlessness, which was indescribably weird.

And on the Xuanwu God Shell of Xiaolong at this time, the thunder fell one after another, but it could not hurt the turtle shell at all, but under a closer look, it would be surprising, the thunder of this Dao fell on the turtle shell, and some of it would be left on the turtle shell, and the secret pattern on it lingered, and the power of the thunder had a lot of parts, which was actually left on the turtle shell, and finally penetrated directly along the secret pattern.

Time passed like this, and in this space, the purple thunder and lightning seemed to have no spiritual intelligence, and it seemed to have a trace of spiritual intelligence, so according to a specific trajectory and speed, the thunder was mechanically blasted out one after another, and the entire space was only resounded with the thunder one after another.

Unconsciously, the time has passed a month again, it is early winter, but I don't know why, this winter seems to come particularly early, the temperature is very low, in the Broken Sky Mountains, the dead branches and leaves fall, the remaining trunks are proudly erect, swaying slightly in the winter wind, perhaps because of the relationship between the wolf and the sun, this was originally the early winter season, it was actually snowing, the snow fell one after another, the snowflakes danced in the air in various postures, or flying, or circling, the mountains suddenly became silvery, as the wind blew more and more fiercely, the snow fell more and more densely, and the snowflakes became bigger and bigger, like weaving a white net, directly covering the line of sight ahead, the snowflakes flying all over the sky make the heaven and earth dissolve into a white one.

In the Broken Sky Mountain Range, there is a vast white field, this snow scene is very beautiful, the beauty makes people feel refreshed, Bai Ling originally liked the snow scene, but at this time, looking at the falling snow, the jade hand stretched out his long sleeves and caught a snowflake, as if he reached out to catch the worry of flying in the sky.

This snowflake fell on Bai Ling's palm, and before Bai Ling had time to appreciate it, this snowflake turned into a little trace of water at the temperature of Bai Ling's palm.

With a grip in his hand, Bai Ling looked ahead, his beautiful eyes were as cold and majestic as before, and even more and more indifferent and majestic, but those who were familiar with Bai Ling were not difficult to find that Bai Ling's beautiful eyes had lost their former brilliance at this time.

In the Broken Heaven Mountain Range, many people have begun to leave, a month has passed, and a qiē can think of a way to think of it, but it seems to be useless, the Xuantian Secret Realm has completely disappeared, as if it does not exist at all, but it has indeed appeared.

Bai Ling has searched all the places he can find, and even under the cliff where he entered at the beginning, he has entered it again, but he has not found anything at all, and the passage in the rock has not changed in any way on the night of the full moon.

"Lord Bai Ling, is there any way to save the master?" The shrunken body of the Skywinged Snow Lion hovered in the air, and the hideous giant eyes showed worry, it had been waiting for its master on the periphery, so it didn't enter the Xuantian Secret Realm, but it didn't expect that the master was trapped inside.

"Can you get your senses? Bai Ling shook his head, and then asked the Skywinged Snow Lion.

"No, no connection, I can't judge. The huge head of the Skywinged Snow Lion swayed, he had the master's soul power in his mind, which could have been contacted, if the master fell, the blood soul mark in his mind would have dissipated, but now it felt very wonderful, the blood soul mark in his mind had not disappeared, but he couldn't feel the master's existence.

"East worship, white worship, what should we do, the head has not come out yet. "All the disciples of the Feiling Sect are very anxious, but they are like ants on a hot pot, and there is no way, for a whole month, they have not found any way.

Dong Wuming and the ghost fairy looked at each other, what can the two of them think about at this time, there is no way at all, what can be thought of, they have thought about it, it is useless.

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