Prehistoric magic weapon wholesaler

As for Zhu Rong and Gong Gong, although they disappeared, they are not dead!

Moreover, with the efforts of the two of them, it may not be impossible for Houtu to come back!

He glanced at Zhu Rong and Gonggong who were in the reincarnation. Unexpectedly, Zhu Rong broke through the first reincarnation. Not only that, this has already reached the third reincarnation.

Gonggong thought that he rushed to an unknown place, but in fact, he was still in the cycle of reincarnation, and he was constantly heading towards Houtu!

Like Zhu Rong, although the methods are different, they are all in the cycle of reincarnation at this time, and instinctively head towards Houtu.

This is the pull of the blood!

Gong Gong carries cause and effect, karma, and does not need to suffer the test of reincarnation, but it is not easy!

But, in any case, both of them are working hard to get close to the goal, and they are very promising!

In Duobao's view, the situation of the Wu clan is not bad. How did it get to this point?

"Hey~"

Sighing helplessly, Duobao looked at the earth, and as expected, the earth also dissipated, and the air that was originally perfect and unified spread out, forming several distinct areas.

The Wu Clan controls the land, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches are the leaders of the Wu Clan. Their decisions and changes will affect the land.

Because of their current emotions, the earth has lost its perfection, and gradually there is cause and effect, karma, and they take advantage of this opportunity to escape and survive in the cracks.

If things go on like this, these causes and effects and karma will grow stronger, enough to cause a lot of doom.

"Gravekeeper?" Xuan Ming opened his mouth.

Can she believe this?

Of course she believed, but she believed that besides the grave guard, he must have other identities.

The gods, countless gods comparable to saints fell, and were buried in this world. Could it be a simple person who survived and became the guardian of the tomb?

Lastly, he is also an existence comparable to a saint!

Among the gods, he may not be the strongest, but he will definitely not be the worst!

Comparable to a saint?

Thinking about it, Xuan Ming's heart moved, a gleam of hope rose, the sense of death dissipated from his body, and he fell to his knees: "Senior, please save my brother and sister!"

Xuanming knew the strangeness of this old man's appearance, and also knew the horror of this world, there must be many unimaginable things in it, information!

But she doesn't care, now, her only thought is to ask this unknown, at last, saint-level existence in front of her to save her brother and little sister, and for this, she will give anything!

"Hmm~" Duobao rubbed his chin, and whispered softly on this face that changed immediately after he found Xuan Ming coming in.

"Save your brother and sister?" Duobao looked at Xuanming, shaking his head slightly: "Do you know who I am?"

"The juniors don't know, the seniors don't tell, and the juniors naturally don't know!"

Xuan Ming knelt down on the ground without raising his head: "This junior doesn't want to know, I just want to ask senior to help, for this, this junior can give everything!"

"You don't even know whether I'm good or bad, or what my identity is, so you want me to take action!"

"Aren't you afraid that I will make a move and make the situation worse?"

Xuan Ming firmly said: "Don't be afraid, the junior trusts the senior!"

"Do you really believe it?" Duobao asked with a half-smile.

Xuanming's expression remained unchanged, and he repeated again: "Believe it!"

Does she believe it?

Of course not, but she had no other choice!

Moreover, as far as the current situation is concerned, no matter how bad it is, can it be worse than it is now?

Even if something really went wrong, the big deal is death!

That would be a relief!

To be honest, she was tired, really tired!

She didn't want to see all of this happen now, but it happened!

Duobao saw Xuan Ming's firmness and determination, stared at her for a long while, then continued to shake his head, and walked back with his hands behind his back.

"Senior!" Xuanming heard the movement, raised his head, and could only see the vicissitudes of Duobao and Xiaohong's backs, walking into the black hut next to him, he couldn't help shouting anxiously.

"The old man is tired and doesn't want to participate in these things anymore. He still had some thoughts, but now it's gone."

"What do you want to do? That's your business, it has nothing to do with old age!"

When the old voice came, Xuanming froze, like a wood carving, staring at the back of Duobao who had disappeared.

After a long time, she suddenly rushed up and rushed towards the hut: "Senior!"

Bang!

With a muffled sound, when Xuan Ming rushed to within ten feet of the hut, he was sent flying back by an invisible force, and fell heavily on the ground!

"senior!"

Xuanming hissed and shouted, the last ray of hope in his heart was shattered, and the strong desire to die swirled back like a tide.

The disheartened Xuanming is like a corpse at this moment!

"Is there no hope?"

"There is no hope!"

Xuanming Samurai muttered, repeated, suddenly got up, and rushed towards the hut again!

After being hit again and again, she was beaten into the air again and again, but she didn't give up. Every time she fell down, she immediately got up and rushed over again!

Just repeating like this, she didn't hope that this would make the old man change his mind, she just had no other way, and she was determined to die, thinking that she would be relieved if she rushed to death like this!

I don't know how long it has passed, and Xuan Ming doesn't know how many times she was hit, how many times she was sent flying, and finally, her strength was exhausted, she couldn't get up anymore, she lay on the ground, panting continuously.

Chapter 384 Tombstone

Dark Department Warm Marriage Lin Yujiang Yan Doctor Wu Bing Wang My fairy tale can't be so collapsed Concubine, you have been flopped again!The hero's ex-wife who was dressed as a son-in-law, Peerless Martial Soul, Invincible Upgrade King, The Peerless Wushuang of the League of Heroes, Nine Suns Emperor Zun's vision blurred unconsciously, impacted countless houses, and turned into several superimposed ones.

The cold came as promised, making her, the god of mystery, shiver.

She could feel her body trembling, it was an instinctive reaction that she couldn't stand the cold.

Xuanming is water, yin, and Xuan, which means the most yin and the coldest. Her name is Xuanming, and she is an ancestor witch. She inherited the blood of the great god Pangu and was born with the law of Xuanming, hence her name, Xuanming.

The ancestor witch of Xuanming, the god of Xuanming is her!

All the coldness and coldness in this world can be said to be under the law of Xuanming, and they are also under her control!

Therefore, she logically said that she should not be able to be moved by the cold, she can be frozen, she can be frozen to death, but she should not be afraid of the cold, trembling.

However, the fact is that right now, she is trembling uncontrollably, facing the cold that invaded her body.

Xuan Ming tried his best to open his eyes wide, but his vision was always blurred, as if covered by a layer of mist, shadowy and indistinct.

Suddenly, above the fog in front of him, a faint picture appeared.

Countless figures shuttled among them, and all kinds of powerful supernatural powers and Taoist methods were cast, shaking the world!

"Hi~"

Xuan Ming was horrified, terrified, subconsciously gasped, even in this state, she still instinctively supported her body and moved backwards.

She felt great terror. In the blurred picture in front of her, the figures were all like supreme gods, holding the supreme authority, destroying the world with a thought.

The divine light emitted from their hands is not supernatural powers, not Taoism... Xuan Ming slowly opened his mouth wide, unconsciously muttering: "Dharma...law!"

She was shocked, and she was dumbfounded!

law?

What is the law?

Mountains and rivers, everything in the world, wind, cloud, thunder and lightning, everything that can be seen is the law!

Taoism, supernatural powers are things that comprehend the law, mixed with one's own thoughts!

Most of the prehistoric creatures used magical powers to fight!

Taoism is the core of itself, condensing mana, comprehending the way and law.

And supernatural powers are combat and self-defense skills, which are the embodiment of laws!

But no matter how powerful the supernatural power is, it is still a lot worse than the law!

After all, it is a counterfeit product, how can it compare to the genuine product, maybe there are such people, but it is definitely not her!

What shocked her was that after watching for a long time, she just realized that in the hands of those gods, what they played were all laws, which made her shudder and terrified!

"Illusions?" After being terrified for a long time, Xuan Ming slowly came to his senses, recalling what he had seen before, a thought emerged in his mind.

She turned her head subconsciously, wanting to look at the tombs on the ground, but found that she seemed to have lost the power to control her body, only consciousness still existed, and she couldn't feel the existence of her body.

"When?"

What seemed to be an illusion in front of her was still going on, Xuan Ming slowly let go of the thoughts in her heart, she was not so persistent, she didn't want to live anymore, and then looked at everything in front of her with a different attitude.

The battle of the gods, perhaps it is more appropriate to call it the battle of the gods. Countless powerful and terrifying gods began to fight without reservation. It was not like a rivalry, but more like a battle of life and death!

The laws that were difficult to comprehend in the past, as if they did not need money, fell from their hands like rain, shaking Tianwei, breaking mountains and rivers, and shattering wind and clouds.

A god died, and the corpse of the god fell and hit the ground.

This seemed to be a signal, and soon, more gods died, more god corpses fell, the stars shone brightly, and the sun and moon rose together, illuminating the entire battlefield!

Xuan Ming's heart was surging, he couldn't take his eyes off it, and was a little excited!

Too strong, really too strong!

The strength of these gods is too strong, and the fierceness of this battle is too strong!

This is far more tragic than the war between the two lich clans!

No, to be precise, it is not a level of existence at all!

This can already be said to be a battle between saints!

Xuan Ming was shocked, amazed, horrified, look, look!

It's a battle, and it will end one day, Xuan Ming knows this, but, looking at the king of gods who is swaying his body and flying in mid-air, like the center of the world!

Yes, the king of the gods, in the battle of endless gods, no one is spared. In the end, he can stand and live. No matter what his status is, he is a well-deserved king of the gods!

Xuan Ming looked at him, and the excitement in his heart slowly receded, replaced by a sense of loss.

She didn't know why this battle started, but no matter what the reason was, at the end of the battle, only one god survived, okay?

Is this result really what they want?

Fight... she murmured in her heart!

If that's how the battle ended, why bother?

Bang!

The king of the gods fell. He experienced endless battles and continued for endless time. Although he won, he reached his limit. He stood quietly in the air for a moment, with a trace of complicated emotions in his eyes, and then closed his eyes , fell down.

Xuan Ming's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at him in horror.

I thought that since he was victorious, he should naturally be alive, but he didn't expect that he also died!

"It's dead, it's all dead, it's all dead..." Xuan Ming whispered in shock, his mood was complicated, he didn't know what to say, and he didn't know what kind of mood he was in right now?

On the earth, at some point, an old man appeared. His face was wrinkled and his eyes were full of vicissitudes. It seemed that he came from an endless place.

Holding a black shovel in his hand, he dragged the king of gods slowly towards a place.

The speed seems to be slow, but in the blink of an eye, the destination is reached.

It was a place that Xuan Ming was somewhat familiar with, and it was the cemetery of the gods that she saw when she came in before.

Pulling the king of the gods, the old man put it down, calm and relaxed.

It was as if what he was holding in his hand was not the final victor of the battle of the gods, not the king of the gods, but just a wild corpse on the side of the road.

Holding a shovel, the old man dug on the ground, and quickly dug a big hole, grabbed the king of the gods and threw it in without using a coffin.