Battling Records of the Chosen One

The mountain river is broken, the city is winding, the land is thousands of miles, and it is full of devastation.

The blood in the air is filled with the **** and smoke of the nose. The prosperity of the past has now turned into a scorched earth.

The strongest of the gods and tribes are cleaning up the mess, and the look of sorrow and sorrow are in the look.

In this battle, Baihu and Xuanwu were both powerful and swaying, and they broke through the city of Wanhuo, and they destroyed the place where the Wanhuo Emperor had lived since ancient times.

The people of Xianhuang are equally angry and sad.

In the past few years, the Xianhuang community has been respected by their own people. There has never been a great disaster like today.

Perhaps the only thing to be thankful for is that the enemy did not get what they wanted, and their clan still had the hope of prolonged existence.

As a phoenix patriarch, even if he was seriously injured, Huang Cangtian did not reveal any decadent emotions. He looked firm and calmly dealt with post-war matters.

The same old-fashioned old-fashioned people, the same, do not care what they feel, are taking time to heal.

They are also resting in the sputum, rhubarb and summer solstice to restore their strength.

They all know that although the enemy has been defeated, this is a temporary one. After eating such a big loss, the White Tiger and the Xuanwu will not be willing to give up.

Without an accident, three days later, the big man from the other side of the Luo family will come, this is the biggest threat!

"I have inherited and integrated the ancestor of the ancestors of the phoenix. If the big man from the Luojia family came, I should deal with it."

Wan Huo Ling Huang was talking with Lin and his eyes were calm.

"I will not stand by."

Lin Xun took a deep breath, and the catastrophe suffered by Xianhuang was rooted in Luo Qing, and he was the son of Luo Qingying. In the face of these things, Lin Xun was duty-bound.

"You don't worry about the other person discovering your identity, killing you desperately?" Wan Huo Ling Huang Dao.

Lin Xun smiled: "If you are afraid, how can I kill the other side of the star in the future, to see and see the ability of this other shore Luojia?"

Wan Huo Ling Huang stunned and said: "If there is one day, I am really looking forward to it, how much you can make a name."

On the other side of the star, it is enough to make the emperor eager to go.

Rumors, only there, there is the eternal immortal way!

For a long time, Lin Xun couldn't help but ask: "Predecessors, can Lin Bing ask, the ancestor of Xianhuang... Is there no chance to awaken from Nirvana?"

In his view, the order of the ancestors of Xianhuang was given to himself, and that the line was taught to the Emperor of Fire. If nothing happened, what could the ancestors of Xianhuang do?

However, Wang Huo Ling Huang shook his head, and said that the ancestors of Xianhuang decided to carry out a new nirvana, and told Lin Xun, the ancestor of Xianhuang, was the avenue of detachment from the ancestors of ancient and modern times.

Lin seeks to tremble in his heart, squatting in the past, and looking at the order of phoenix and resolutely choosing a new nirvana. What kind of courage should this make such a decision so decisively?

"You don't have to think about it. The big man who is on the other side of Luo's family has not yet arrived. Take time to adjust the interest rate."

Wan Huo Ling Huang said, has drifted away.

Lin Xun was alone in it, looking at the ruins of the ruins for a long time, and finally regained his eyes, sitting cross-legged, meditating.

He also has nearly half of the "chaos god" power in his body, which is used to restore strength.

Only one hour, Lin Xun woke up from meditation, and Zhou’s physical strength returned to its peak state.

He found the phoenix heaven and the refining nine gongs, and proposed that a group of gods were needed for the array, and both of them agreed.

Although the city of Wanhuo was destroyed, the foundations of Xianhuang and Shengong are still there, especially the treasures that have accumulated countless years, and have not been looted.

Soon, the hopes of Lin Xun are ready.

"Small five, handed it to you." Lin Xun decided to arrange the "Dao Yu Tian Hao" in front of the No. 1 Artifact Square, and the best is the small five.

"The geographical and spiritual sources of these tens of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers have already been broken. Even if the array is successful, it can only be maintained for at most one hour. Are you sure to waste so much?"

Xiaowu couldn't help but remind him that the value of the gods needed to arrang a road can be amazing.

"Less nonsense, work hard."

Lin searched for the little guy's brain. The latter screamed and angered, but he finally took action.

Two days later.

The success of the Taoist Temple was successfully arranged, and Lin Xun and others all entered the No. 1 Artifact Workshop covered by this array.

Also on the same day, the summer solstice suddenly found Lin Xun, said: "Lin Xun, I may have to carry out an extremely quiet practice."

Lin looked for a picture: "Now?"

Nodded in the summer solstice, the voice was clear: "If Jing Jing's sister woke up, remember to let her write the method of giving birth."

Lin searched for the lips and twitched it in a subtle way. If this thing lets Jing know... what is it... oh?

Waiting for Lin to find a reaction, the summer solstice has been snuggling beside him, quietly sleeping, and the beautiful face of the cap under his beautiful face, with a quiet, holy luster.

Lin Xun reached out and gently stroked her cheek. She remembered the scene when she was together in Jinyun Village and the summer solstice, and her lips could not help but smile.

Half-sounding, he carefully picked up the summer solstice and placed it in his own realm.

No terminal tower may be lost.

But unless it is his own death, the empire may be destroyed.

......

Two days later.

It is located on the shore of a lake far away from the city of Wanhuo.

"At the moment, I can only wait for the big man in the other side of Luo's home to come, perhaps to revenge and hate, to wipe out the **** fairy phoenix!"

Bai Lingzhen's face is gloomy and ugly.

In the vicinity of him, it is a group of old monsters of the white tiger, not far away, it is the martial arts and other old monsters.

As for the 800,000-strong army led by the two ethnic groups, they are now packed in treasures and can be killed at any time.

Wu Xiu’s face is indefinite, "I only worry, whether the ancestor of Xianhuang has already awakened from Nirvana."

"What you are worried about should be the ancestor of Xianhuang, the opportunity to escape." Bai Ling really laughed.

Wu Xiu’s sentence has not been denied.

If the ancestors of Xianhuang escaped, then even if the big man from Luojia in the other side came, I am afraid that it will be too late.

For the White Tiger and the Xuanwu, the most deadly threat is from the ancestors of Xianhuang!

This is also an important reason why they have invaded the public.

"Isn't it said that the Seven Presbyterians of the Luo'an family will be here today? Why haven't they appeared until now?" Wu Xiu was puzzled.

Bai Lingzhen is also frowning. According to the news, the other party should have arrived today.

At this time, a warm and mellow sound like a spring breeze sounded:

"You are waiting for this seat?"

Every word, like the avenue of the avenue, resounds, making this piece of heaven and earth glow with a kind of vitality, becoming bright and vivid.

The sound has not yet fallen, and the two old and the young are silent and appearing out of nowhere, and the ghosts are not shocked.

The old man has a wide-sleeved band, and he is elegant and thin, and his figure is long. He is like a teacher in the world, but his wrist is tied with a bright red string.

The young people around him win the snow in white, the five senses are handsome and clear, and the long black hair pulls up a strange lotus-like road, and the slim and pretty figure is outstanding.

The old man’s eyes are mild and dull, and they seem to be inconsistent with the world.

But whether it is the presence of the emperor's ancestors, or the patriarchal figures such as Bai Lingzhen and Wu Xiu, at this moment, I feel that the old man is like a mountain that can only be looked up, with a sense of ignorance.

Look at the young man in white, the look is light and self-satisfied, not happy or sad, without any arrogance.

In his eyes, there is no difference between the people on the scene and all the things in this world. Although they are in their eyes, they are unrecognizable.

This kind of restrained to the ultimate conceit!

Almost the first time, Bai Lingzhen, Wu Xiu's punishment, and so on, can be called the existence of a giant scorpion in the past, all of them get up and bow down.

Between the look, it is respect and piety!

If such a scene is seen, it will not be shocked. After all, the White Tiger and the Xuanwu are both born in the early days of the Taikoo, and the ancient and terrifying.

The presence of these people is even more like a hegemony in the two races, enough to make countless people in the world look up.

But now, they are all docile and humble!

The reason is very simple, because the old man of this wide-sleeve band is the seven elders from the other side of Luojiao - Luo Xingfeng!

And seeing this scene, whether it is the Luo Xingfeng, or the white young man, they all look normal, as if they are already commonplace.

In fact, they are already used to it.

"You don't have to be extravagant." Luo Xingfeng waved his hand and reached his realm. He had long ignored these red tapes.

Bai Lingzhen, they dare to straighten up their bodies, but the color of respect and awe of the look is increasing.

"Talk about the situation." Luo Xingfeng casually said.

Soon, Bai Lingzhen said about the battle three days ago, and did not dare to have any trace of concealment.

After listening to it, Luo Xing's wind looked dull. He only sighed and turned to look at the white young man around him. He was very interested: "Dust, according to your opinion, how is this Lin Daoyuan's combat power?"

The young man in white calmly said: "The three kings of the emperor are armed with extraordinary sects of the sect of the sect, and they can fight against the ancestors. With these alone, they are on the other side of the world, and they are also the top of the emperor. Junjie."

Having said that, there is no mood swing in the delicious kiss, it seems to be just to answer a question.

When I heard the white young people’s evaluation, the old antiques such as Bai Lingzhen and Wu Xiu were very unsettled. Lin Daoyuan was so bad, but in the other world, he could only be called “top Junjie”?

Luo Xingfeng nodded with a smile, saying: "Let's stay in this world, Lin Daoyuan can have these roads, it is rare, but if you compare the dazzling generations of the other world, there is nothing special. ”

Is this not special?

Bai Lingzhen and Wu Xiu’s punishments are becoming more and more unsettled in their hearts. They feel that cognition is about to be subverted. That is the other side of the world...what is it?

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Ps: The fourth is more! Continue tomorrow!