Mixed Miners

If the pure sword is still a little sword, it will be fine!

Yang Ling has some sighs. According to the exchange between Mo Yuanzi and him, he was able to escape the controlled fate in the courtyard of the imperial capital. It is the merit of the little sword, and the sword of the realm of the devil is directly formed by a sword. The slag, and later Xiaojian disappeared, it is estimated that there is no relationship with the black and white fire of the group. At that time, he was completely comatose by the black and white flames. After waking up, he found that Xiaojian was lost, but he was plain. There are two more flames that can be used, that is, the yin and yang road fires mentioned later, and later, I discovered Yufuzhen Xuanzang...

Yufu Zhen Xuanzang..., I rely on! Yang Ling suddenly felt a shock, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

I don’t have the magic weapon to protect the gods, and Yufu’s martial arts can’t be used, but there are also Yufu Zhen Xuan’s who can cultivate!

At the thought of the horrible golden sword light, Yang Ling couldn't help but lick his mouth when he was smashed into ash, body, essence, life, life, and God.

"The virtual world is perfect, Laozi does not believe that you are fighting against the mysterious steps, Amitov, and hope that the master will bless the troubles!"

In the bottom of his heart, Yang Ling worshipped a few virgins of pure emptiness.

Today, he is the first time to admit that Chunyangzi is his master. Although the master has never met with him, what he saw is only a projection of the gods, but he has saved him several times. It’s hard to say that it’s not a matter of mentioning a pig’s large intestine to go to a few heads.

After the worship, Yang Ling used the power of the last remaining soul to unite the gods and searched desperately in the dilapidated sea of ​​God. Slowly, a golden text gradually condensed out of thin air.

Above the magic mountain of the ancestors, above the towering main peak, the magical palace is half hidden in the aura.

Dozens of huge magical souls are surrounded by the heavens and the earth, and the horrible atmosphere covers the millions of kilometers. The countless undeveloped World of Warcraft has long since escaped, and the lower-order Mozu also Do not dare to have any movements.

This situation has passed for more than half a year, just as these low-level demons do not know what happened to the Taoist Palace, and they are alarmed when this year is the first.

Suddenly, tens of thousands of miles away from the Taoist Palace, suddenly the emptiness of the sky, the golden sword light suddenly appeared without warning, and then turned into a streamer.

The golden sword light comes faster, goes faster, and disappears without a trace, but the unparalleled horror of the sword light carries the pale face of the whole magic mountain, and it is scared. The spirit is splitting.

Because at the moment when Jianguang appeared, countless powerful gods fell on the sword light, but then there was a sigh of sorrow in all directions, and the moment of contact, it seems that countless golden swords were shackled on the body. Almost all of the magic soul, the magic body, and the magical species collapsed into dust.

Some of the devils in the realm of the devil's realm are directly ruined by the demon species, and the other demons of the devil's first stage are also squirting blood.

In the Dragon Cave, with thirty-six golden swords light falling from Yang Ling's head continuously, and then appearing in his **** sea, a series of dense sounds, Jianguangzhi In the middle, there were two screams of fear and a sneer with disdain.

On the top of the dragon's skull, Yang Ling, who was sitting on the plate, squirted with blood and fog, and the white cockroach squatting next to him was also shaking a few times. The eyes suddenly bulged out and the mouth opened. The long tongue fell unconsciously, and at the same time, purple blood poured out.

Among the huge caves, the silky aura emerged from the skeleton of the stone wall and the dragon, and slowly gathered into a tens of meters of diameter fog dragon to inject into Yang Ling's body, and at the same time, a thick soul The breath is constantly emanating from Yang Ling, and the stronger it is, the whole cave is trembled with trepidation. Under the chain reaction, the skeleton of the dragon is densely cracked, and the mountains around the valley are hundreds of thousands of miles away. I am shaking.

Two hours later, the aura collapsed, and the soul of the soul gradually absorbed into the body of Yang Ling. Yang Ling, who fell to the ground, pumped a few times and slowly climbed up.

Yang Ling, who was waking up, quickly hung up the inner view of Shenhai and found that the two-headed black dragon and white dragonfly were still in their own sea of ​​gods. They were struggling to get up slowly and suddenly couldn’t help but start a big jump.

"Come back, I don't believe you can't die!" Yang Ling bite his teeth, at least he is now convinced that Yufuzhen Xuanzang has a great destructive power to Mo Yuanzi and Yuzizi, because at this time the two Mozu Although the devil can still move, but the breath of his body has weakened a lot.

In a short time, when the dragon and the konjac climbed up and prepared to escape from the sea of ​​gods, there were thirty-six consecutive Jianguang coming.

Among the golden light, after the two-headed black dragon and the white dragonfly once again uttered a heartbreaking scream, the demon soul collapsed into two groups of light and fog, and some of them were continuously refined by Jinguang and incorporated into Yangling’s god. .

Two hours later, I woke up again. If the same **** Yang Ling spit out the blood of the mouth, I couldn’t help but swear. "Forever, still alive, come again!"

So ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ In a certain forbidden place in the magic mountain of Yiwanli, there are thirty-six consecutive swords and lights, and under the horror atmosphere, countless demons flee, even the guardian The dozens of high-ranking emperors of the palace are all broken, and all exit the Taoist palace. They stand on the top of the magical soul and look at the Zulong Canyon. They dare not use the slightest knowledge to touch these horrible swords.

Three times... four times... five times...

The golden sword light once every two hours lasted for a full day.

Yang Ling is not killing the two high-level Mozu now, but he has tasted the sweetness.

At this time in his gods, the magical spirits of the magic yuan and the jade scorpion have been dying, and the size has been reduced to only half the size of the beginning, not to escape, at this time the station can not stand up, and the **** of Yang Ling The Qinglong method has grown to a size of nine kilometers. The scars on the dragon have already recovered. The green, red, white, and black scales are shining, and the electric awns flashed. A pair of white dragons are 100 meters long. The branches and branches of the horror of the horror, the green gems of the eyebrows shine, the breath of life is constantly released, and the green trees that are destroyed are no longer nourished by the breath of life. On the top of the Dragon Soul, in addition to a purple lotus shadow, now there is a half-opened green lotus flower and a golden flower stem with a golden flower bud above the flower stem.