Battling Records of the Chosen One

Lin searched for an eyebrow: "Why?"

Gray-haired juvenile: "For the chaotic origin tree."

In a word, the gods and ancestors suddenly dissatisfied: "This is just an absurd rumor."

The gray-haired boy took a look at this tree that had followed the practice of the Great Emperor of the Air, saying: "If it is not for the source tree of chaos, why should you refine the root of the origin of the Fusang tree?"

"I am practicing!"

God refines the ancestral tree and retorts it.

There was a fierce temper in the gray-haired boy's scorpion. The sly eyes made the gods sacred and swayed and screamed, "What do you want to do?"

The gray-haired teenager regained his gaze and sought from the forest: "The small masters, Fusang, Cangwu, Jianmu, and Kunwu, the four ancient gods of the ancient times, were born in the source of chaos, which naturally contains the lines of chaos."

"In the rumors, as long as the collection of these four kinds of Shenmu's 'Soul of God's Roots' is complete, it can be cultivated with four kinds of congenital gods, such as chaotic, five-colored, earthy, clear and turbid, and the first water. Seedlings of the chaotic origin tree!"

"At that time, the seedlings can be raised in the body, which has an incredible benefit to the emperor's practice."

"I have heard that the owner of the sky has said that in the battle of the emperor, who can control a chaotic source tree, whoever has the enlightenment of 'chaos law', controls the underworld of chaos, far from other empires The characters are comparable."

Lin Xun heard this, his eyes could not help but rise up and look at the gods and ancestors.

He clearly remembers that in the secret of the earth palace in the Gorefiend of the nine-field battlefield, this guy made many demands when he took away this sacred tree.

For example, ask yourself for chaotic, five-colored soil, clear and turbid star soul sand and so on.

At that time, he thought that this guy lion had a big mouth and clearly did not intend to go with himself.

But now it seems that this is clearly planned!

The gods and ancestors were stared at by Lin Xing, and they were all uncomfortable. They coughed: "The chaotic origin tree, of course, I have also heard that when I was traveling with the Great Air Emperor, I was trying to find Fusang and Kun. Wu, Jianmu, and Cangwu are the four great gods..."

After waiting to finish, Lin was interrupted: "I have already understood, now, you give me honestly!"

He looked at the gray-haired boy and said: "Since the soul of this Fusang tree has been taken away by the Emperor Wu, isn't it the use of its roots?"

The gray-haired boy shook his head: "As long as you have the root of its origin, you can breed a soul again, and turn it into a 'soul soul root.'"

Lin Xun thoroughly understood, and when he looked at the Fusang Tree, which was standing by the sky, his eyes were completely different.

This Shenshu tree has actually involved the emperor's Taoism practice, which is the treasure of heaven and earth that the emperor has been searching for!

Perhaps this is the most precious treasure of Jinwu's pulse, and the other treasures are obviously more dim.

"The little master waited a moment, I came to collect this tree for you."

Said, the gray-haired teenager vacated and slammed his hand.

boom!

Standing in the sky, the flaming Fusang tree, which violently swayed, suddenly seemed to rebel.

Under the pressure of the gray-haired teenager, the torso is shrinking, and finally it becomes a slap-sized, sacred, sacred, sacred, sacred, scented, scented, scented, and beautiful.

"The little master, the power of Fusang Shenmu has been imprisoned by me. If you look for the five colors in the future, you can first raise it."

The gray-haired boy said, handing the small palm of Fusang, the palm of his hand, to Lin Xun.

God's ancestral tree is drooling and eager to see.

Kelin couldn't ignore it, and carefully put the Fusang tree up and said: "Thank you."

The gray-haired boy showed a white and neat tooth, and smiled brilliantly: "Little master, you are the master, I am the servant, doing these things is justified."

In general, the more powerful and unparalleled creatures, want to bow to the weaker than their own, no shame, no face can not stand.

The gray-haired boy is very natural, his manners are unrestrained, and there is no trace of fierceness in his body. Instead, he gives a clear and gentle atmosphere, which is very unusual.

Lin thought for a moment and asked: "Wu Fengzi, they are all dead?"

The gray-haired boy nodded, and the scorpion flashed through the faint light that was hard to detect. "They are dead, but Jinwu is still unable to talk about the real extinction. On the starry road, there are still many embers of their veins." ”

"Magic Emperor?"

"Exactly."

"Right, there was a predecessor who called 岚飞岚, who told you about me and said that you are friends."

"Hida..."

The grey-haired boy stayed a little and was a little excited. "He is still alive? So, he has found the opportunity to prove the emperor?"

At the moment, Lin Xun will tell the Jinxu youths that they will fly to the starry sky with Fei Fei and Zhao Yuanji.

The gray-haired teenager smiled brilliantly: "So best! The little master does not know, Feifei is like me, and its body is the 'avenue mixed yuan clock'. Very early on, we didn't know each other, and then experienced some things. We can be described as a life-and-death relationship. Since the flying dragonfly talked to me about the little master, it must be quite trusting to the little master."

He looked at Lin Xun's gaze with a touch of affinity, without the taste of the past, although it was pleasing, but it was detached.

Think about it too, the gray-haired boy has gone through the ages, and it looks like a demon, if you are a teenager, in fact, it is also an old monster of the living stone level.

Letting these characters come from the heart and recognize Lin’s identity as a “master” is obviously not as simple as that.

Lin Xun can also appreciate it, but he can see that the attitude of gray-haired teenagers has obviously changed.

Gray-haired boy said: "Little master, I may have to quietly recover for a while, before that, there is a ruthless request."

Lin seeks: "But it's fine."

The gray-haired boy said: "I need the holy treasure, the more the better, only the essence of these treasures can be used to completely repair the vitality that has been wiped out since the ages."

Lin did not think about it and promised.

The most important thing in his body is the various holy treasures, which are the spoils obtained after these years have been killed.

The gray-haired boy looked deeply at Lin Xun and did not hesitate. Without thinking, he promised his request and couldn’t afford to recognize himself as the main!

He whispered: "Little master, there are some words I want to tell you, my predecessor's name is 'days lacking', he was framed by the magician emperor, and he formed a **** sea revenge. Later, one day, I will go to the starry sky, go to The day is missing the owner's revenge."

"This is a big cause and effect. For the little master, once you are implicated, it is very likely to be a great disaster..."

After waiting to finish, Lin Xun smiled and said: "I know, but do you think that from now on, will Wu Wu Da Di not hate me?"

A gray-haired boy will understand it in an instant.

Today, this sunset Tanggu was smashed, and the Jinwu, a strong person who inhabited it, was almost completely annihilated, and even the Fusang tree was taken away.

If this is a great feud, if you are known by the Emperor Wu, you may be willing to give up.

Lin searched for his self-confidence and continued: "Since I have chosen to save you, I have already known that it is a blessing, but in the future, even if I suffer a great disaster, you and I will fight together."

Gray-haired boy.

Lin wants to find a true holy, perhaps in the world has been called the power of lofty, but in his eyes, but not much.

Lin can find the kind of temperament and style that he showed at the moment, but the gray-clothed boy can't help but move, and realize that this little master is far from being as simple as his own imagination.

He took a deep breath and said: "The little master, in the future, I will not do anything, and I will do my best to help the little masters on the way!"

Lin Xun smiled and nodded, and his predecessor’s name was called Tian deficiency, and his name was not lacking, which clearly placed some expectations.

He is very curious, the spirit of the treasure, can also prove to be the emperor?

Or is there such an incredible thing in this world?

At least, listening to the gray-haired teenager should not be said, the fascinating spirit of the avenues of the Yuanzhongzhong is obviously in the pursuit of the opportunity to prove the Tao.

And this thing, Lin Xun also witnessed in the mulberry land!

Next, don't lack the incarnation of a white mist, and return to the innocent spirit bow, and Lin Xun also gave some of the holy treasures that could not be used.

Lin Xun is looking forward to it, and when it is not necessary to restore the original combat power, how powerful it should be!

......

"Big brother."

Not long after, the old man and Aru flew in excitement.

However, the **** bird looked depressed, because its two wings were stunned by the old man and Aru, and he was worried about the posture of its escape.

Lin finds a glimpse: "What is the situation?"

Aru Yan smiled and said: "This thief bird searched a lot of good baby, we both worried that it was swallowed by it, so I temporarily controlled it."

"Fuck, bird, I am that kind of person?" The **** bird yelled out with grievances.

Lao Xiao smiled and said: "You are not a person, a bird, and a bird is hard to measure."

Lin finds dumb.

Awkwardly, Aru slaps on the head of the **** bird and says, "Fast, take the two treasures out."

The **** bird screamed and screamed, but it was finally overwhelmed by the suppression of the old man and Aru, and he was still awkward.

Hey! Hey!

Two arrows of the gods emerged.

A whole body is white, with white light and silver, the arrow is cold, and the arrow body is about the thickness of the thumb. It is engraved with two sharp and swearing words.

Jiguang!

Another sacred blue light that exudes illusion, like the glory of the gods, but the arrow **** is engraved with two looming essays.

The two arrows are suspended, radiant, and breathable, making the nearby voids violently fluctuating.

Lin searched for black and white, and it was a smattering.

Jiguang, piece feather!

This is the same as the blue arrow and the arrow, the "Nine Great Gods" in the Taikoo Dalai tribe, the magic is extremely incomparable, the lethality is terrible!