The Infinite Immortal Cultivation Chapter 666 Ceremony is approaching

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"What murderous light—to be able to make a man die in a devout faith?"

Soft-shelled turtles don't relax. One bite after another.

"It's just ordinary light. This light can save people. After reaching a certain intensity. Nature can also kill. ”

Soto's pretentious answer. And then. Immediately, the conversation changed.

"Only wait until the angels who join the Lord Divine Army. After entering the door of the space prepared for them. Only then will someone collect soul dust. Until that time. It's up to you. How much can you get. ”

Soto said this. His expression became serious.

QIDIAN, EVERYONE COME TO QIDIAN TO SUPPORT -.

"The door to the space that leads to those legion angels opens. There are high-ranking angels guarding outside the space gate. Because. Newborn angels. Over a period of time. It's still relatively weak. You must wait for those legion angels. into the space. Those high-ranking guardian angels. Also after entering the space door. Hands-on. Otherwise. Those high-ranking guardian angels. Attack you. I can't help anymore. ”

The newborn angel. More vulnerable?"

Old Money's eyes flickered. I was very interested in asking.

"Of course. Suddenly a powerful body. A new way to use liliang. There is no period of application. No one wants to adapt so quickly. ”

Old Qian nodded. I see. The Weishenme Shrike allowed Widona to activate the angelic blood in her body.

Originally. Even if the angel blood is activated. For the sudden acquisition of powerful liliang. It will take some time to get used to.

There is this time. The means to be able to exert it. That's a lot more.

rì shines on a thousand peaks. The clouds are rising.

It's like a dream. It's a fairyland on earth.

in a window. A pair of green eyes of autumn water reflect this fairyland-like scene. in the eyes. There was a faint sadness.

The man. Will he come?

Maybe. He was just a passer-by of Uncle Rubick, who never showed his way out, to save the Twain bloodline

It's like a mercenary everywhere on the big one.

His shot. It's the same as those mercenaries. Fatal. Cold. It's so ruthless.

And his eyes on himself immediately cooled down in addition to being amazed at first glance. Like a mercenary. I'm just looking at the goods I have consigned.

This man. Is it or nothing?

Widona was stupid.

"Nana-~"

A man's hand, which was counted as 1, was placed on the woman's shoulder.

"Smack!"

The woman's eyebrows were bent upside down. A backhand is a slap in the face. Hit the hand of this fair-skinned man!

"Fuck off—I'm not your Nana!

Dimmit's hand was opened, and he was still grinning.

But after the word "waste" in Vidona's mouth was spoken. Dimmit's handsome face was too handsome, and the fair-skinned mutation was a sickly cháo red.

"You say I'm a waste? Your little blue-haired face is a strong man. Didn't I see your prince come to your rescue—ah—"

"Smack!"

The more Dimmit talked, the angrier he became. A slap in Widona's face.

A woman of her own. Thinking about other men.

Even if Widona is a playboy. The same is also tolerated!

"Tell you. As soon as the turning ceremony is completed. You're my man! Don't try to dream about it!"

Dimmit's handsome face. Warp distorted.

He dropped a sentence hard. Turned: "Peng!". Close the door!

Two lines of tears. Suddenly it fell down the cheeks of the family. Splashes of water on the surface.

Inside a pavilion in Qingniu Mountain. All prohibitions are on.

Qingniu Mountain. It has been a temple that has been passed down for more than 100,000 years. There are a lot of wonderlands.

It's a bit wonderful. Outsiders are not eligible to come in. Monk of Qingniu Mountain. It's almost time to put these seconds into the realm. The step which I forgot to go through

But. Handymen. For the convenience of cleaning and cleaning. On the contrary, there are many such common spells in the corners of the tower.

“haha。 It's another wave, and this time it's coming. We earned hugs. ”

The blushing Soto counted the fairy stones piled on the table. "Boss. What if they don't die in the Tianle Palace?"

Another handyman asked cautiously.

Looks like. This kind of "big thing". He hadn't done it before.

"What else can I do?

They can get soul dust. Even if they have the ability. Can't catch it. Slaughtered. Count them out of luck. ”

Soto with a blushing face. With a wave of the hand. I just don't care.

"That. That's—"

This monk. yù words and stops.

"All!"

Soto slapped the table. Pimples all over the face. It's all red.

"After sending them all in. Harvest the fairy stones. We're leaving!

Finish this vote. The fairy stones. Ten lifetimes of chores. Don't think about it!

No matter where you go. It's enough for us to live the rest of our lives comfortably.

Governess. Those who are officials can open the Angel Reincarnation Pool in advance. Can't we let a few people in?

Whatever happens to them. It's all about us."

Soto's words are quite incendiary.

The faces of several handymen. At the same time, the sè of indignation was freed up.

Your Excellency, Bishop. Take this angel reincarnation pool. Treat it as your own. I want to open it in advance. Just open it in advance.

Then we can sneak a few people in. The bishop can do the first year of junior high school. We're not allowed to do ten*!

You can fish. So will we

"Old money. In case of the light in that heavenly music. What if it's amazing?"

Zhu Yi hesitated. Yu still asked.

"Huh. You're worried. We deceived and sent to death.

You've forgotten my specialty?"

Zhu Yi's worries. It's also everyone's concern.

In case of the light inside the Rakuden that day. Very powerful. Didn't you throw yourself to death? Until then. That's why I shouted that every day should not be. The shouting is not real, and the boat capsized in the ditch

Old Qian said so. Everyone thinks of Old Qian's specialty - breaking the space!

The power of breaking through space|. What a secret room. Protection. Aren't they all gadgets that aren't worth mentioning?

As for what to do in case you run into spatial confinement. was automatically ignored by these sluts.

Protection against space confinement. Not very often. A few people have been wandering for so long. I haven't seen it yet.

For the rest of the time, Old Qian Ren reluctantly entered the Hall of Songs, this kind of sunlight and white light mixed with a lot of mental power. Where to find it?

But. Despite the old money sucks sunlight and white light at a rate. It's still a cut stronger than the others, but it's a big rì Nir's sword intent. But little progress has been made. Once the first stage of the golden sè sun was missed. The moment he violently expanded outward, the opportunity for Lao Qian to discover that he wanted to enhance the sword intent of the Great Nirvana. The amount of light energy required is simply staggering.

After absorbing the sunlight and white light with telekinesis for two months in a row. The sword intent of the Great Rì Nir. It's just that it's not much better.

And these two months of absorption. Qian Xing pondered. If it were in another plane, the early part of the heavens. Absorb the sun's jīng hua. It took ten years. That's just that.

And the white-clothed man in the Hall of Songs. Look at the eyes of old money. It's already about to kill

This kid alone absorbed dozens of people. Even hundreds of people absorb the energy of the sun and the white sè rays. Didn't it burst. Wasn't it burned to ashes?

Monks in general. If in such a short period of time. Inhale so much sunlight and white sè holy light.

It has long been caused by fire from the body. Burned to ashes.

Where can it be like old money. Remote. Remote. To be safe and sound?

This kid is too cheap. But with a little added benefit. I don't want to pay either.

Old money birds are not birds. Stand up and pat your butt. And a few soft-shelled turtles are idle on this Qingniu Mountain, and the scenery sè goes also.

This choral hall. It is a public facility that belongs to every temple.

In addition to the price of the entrance ticket - varies. As soon as you enter the Hall of Songs. As long as you don't fight inside. Do not insult the Lord God in it.

As long as you hand over the fairy stones. How long does love to stay. Just stay as long as you want.

Birds they dry hair?

The view on the Qingniu Mountain. Sure enough, it can be described as a fairyland on earth.

But. A few people paid attention to the old money. but those who are in the spiritual veins.

But. These spiritual veins are gathered. It's not a ban. It's that there are many guards.

Those who want to get into these. It's not about forcibly breaking the ban. It's about a head-on confrontation with these guards.

Old Qian also wants to use the power to tear through space. Enter these for a look.

But. If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan.

For the old money at this time. to the soul dust. Refine the death talisman. That's what "big" is. Other things. I had to endure it. I'll talk about it after the matter of the soul dust is over.

After a few people practiced in the Song Hall. Then wander around Qingniu Mountain.

A few months down. The Qingniu Mountain will be a radius of thousands of miles. Walked around a seven-seven-eighty-eight.

The shape of the Green Cow Mountain. For a few people. I've become more proficient.

The time of the Angel Reincarnation Ritual. It's finally approaching.

A place with an ordinary style. Year 1 Jiuyuantang.

Stone carvings on windows. All due to the erosion of time. mottled. Merely. By the cleaning of ample hands. This temple. It has always been very clean.

The main gods of the Light Department. For the name of the temple. There is one requirement - cleanliness!

This ancient temple. On the Green Cow Mountain. Everywhere.

And. There are a lot of halls. It's all gone.

Today. This temple has not been used for a long time. Many young men and girls dressed in gold and silver robes were ushered in.

of the face. A face full of surprise and curiosity. Look at the old hall.

Traces of disrepair. In the eyes of Qing Chūn. It has become a symbol of vicissitudes and greatness.

Even if it's a temple in disrepair. Nor are they ordinary human beings. It's easy to get in.

"Hmph. This is in tatters. It's so good-looking. ”

A young man dressed in white and with blue hair. Disdainfully, shè shè from his eyes, a black and blue sè light.

This monk. Except for a pair of lying silkworm eyebrows. Other facial features. It's just a matter of looking at it. But. The face is as white as jade.

A bit of chic added out of thin air.