Mixed Miners

After a lapse of three hundred years, Yang Ling finally condensed the complete space rules in the sea of ​​gods.

In the Shenhai, the thunder and thunder, numerous inscriptions such as starlight flashing and annihilating among them, rolling aura into the sea of ​​gods, under the tempering of Lei Guang, and Rune condensed into a huge silver chain in the dojo as a giant The dragons tumbling, sometimes from the sky to the ground, the constant impact of the bang, the dojo constantly violently oscillated, and the layers of space began to appear at the point where the chains passed. The dojos with a diameter of 10,000 kilometers were actually in different spaces. In the extension and folding, one layer is still accumulating, the mountain valley, the lake grassland are all in a very strange structural state, the mountains are hanging upside down, the lake is folded and curved, so all kinds of things are different. Yang Ling is sweating upright.

The tree of the genus grows wild again, the Qinglong Yuanshen, the Zhentian monument, the hook Chen Feijian, the Taoist town of the demon, and the purple gold bells all begin to madly devour and absorb the thunder.

In a blink of an eye, a hundred years have passed, the seven-color robbery has finally disappeared, and the compass space has finally calmed down. Under the waterfall Linghu Lake, the space of the film is constantly folded and flipped, even if the three-dimensional cubes are layered and spread around, millions of squares. All of the kilometers are caught in an unpredictable space rule. If someone gets in, they will be cut into countless pieces by the force of space, and they will see their bodies broken.

Folding space, this is the most common and basic attribute of space rules. Yang Ling used the hydrogen bomb to kill the Lantern of the Linguine on the first ore star. When he escaped, he once fell into the folding space, but finally escaped with system protection. A life.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Ling has fully realized the space rules that he almost cut into pieces in the beginning, and even played a more terrifying power than the original folding space. As long as he thinks now, this square will be a million miles away. Thoroughly solidify, and then fold the space in the solid state, all the things except the eight ultimate rules will be turned into a complete nothingness in this cut, returning to the initial state of the heavens and the earth.

Suddenly, after more than a decade, Yang Ling finally opened his eyes from the entry.

At this time in the Shenhai, the big tree of the genus has grown to 20,000 meters high, like a giant tree standing on the peak of the center of the dojo, the leafy pavilion is covered and covered with hundreds of squares. Kilometers.

The Qinglong Fa has grown to nearly two hundred kilometers.

There seems to be no change in the town's monument. The Chen Feijian is even more brilliance, and the golden scent of the silk is constantly emanating from the sword body, hanging over the top of the statue of the **** of the gods.

The purple-golden big bell is already in a semi-solid state, and it hangs over the big tree of the spirit to give off a very awkward breath. The silver inscription on the surface of the bell is constantly rotating, and the one that appeared in the previous life rules. The green inscriptions of the circle reflect each other and look extremely dazzling and gorgeous.

Yang Ling tried to observe the silver runes with the knowledge of the gods. He felt that the gods were like the mud cows entering the sea and losing their feelings. The power of the soul was also swallowed up uncontrollably.

"Low trough!" Yang Ling hurriedly planned to cut off the gods, but found that the gods could not communicate, the power of the spirit was swallowed by the purple bells, until Yang Ling felt that he was about to be sucked into the meat, the purple bells were light. Slightly shake it.

"Dangdang~" sounded through the nine voices in the sea of ​​gods.

The entire dojo was quiet, and the sound of a well-waveless sound in the ancient well appeared in Yang Ling’s mind.

"The beginning of chaos, no beginning and no end, no promise, pregnant yin and yang, tai chi, too imaginary too virtual, too virtual space, space is too beginning, too early, too early, too raw, too long, from the beginning, by the air, by From the beginning to the beginning, from the beginning to the end, that is, life is also life, life is life and death, born in reincarnation, in causality, died in the Nether, finally nothing, is for the sake of luck."

"My pregnancy is in chaos, the Promise is built, and the yang is born. It is also the ancestor of Taiji. When I wake up, the fate ends, the chaos is initial, and the return to the Promise!"

The sound gradually dissipated, and Yang Ling was like a person who was rounded up and stopped.

"When I wake up, the fate is over, the chaos is initial, and it is back to the Promise!"

He is not an idiot, this sentence is very easy to understand, it is too easy to understand, but people who understand it will be afraid to hold the urine, that is, when he wakes up this purple gold bell, it indicates that the arrival of chaos can no longer be blocked.

"Wait... wait~!" The statue of Yuanshen jumped up and yelled at the sky. "Tell me, is there a way to stop the end of fate? Are you born to end the heavens and the earth and the universe? Then you exist and have What does it mean?"

The incomparable silence in the sea of ​​gods, the statue of the goddess looked forward to staring at the purple bell.

One minute... five minutes... ten minutes...

Just as Yang Ling felt that he had waited for the soul to collapse, the two rings of rune Guanghua on the bell blew out the light of the Hedgehog, and then the thick voice appeared again.

"My existence has no meaning, I am just a glimpse of the consciousness born in chaos!"

Zijin Bell actually answered!

Yang Ling almost urinated with excitement, and endured the violent shock of the soul. He said quickly: "Everything has the meaning of his existence, even if it is chaos. Since you are born into a sense of chaos, then you tell me, What is chaos in the end? Why should you give birth to you? Since you are the ancestor of Taiji and created everything in our heavens and earth, why do you want to destroy us? What do you mean by all this?"

After a long silence, Zijin Bell spoke again.

"I don't know what it all means, because I am just one of the two Taiji spirits born by Chaos. My mission is to create and end ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ If you want to understand the meaning of all this, Then you need to be me."

"Become you?" Yang Ling's chin almost fell off, stuttering, "I... How can I become you?"

"Put up my body, chaos will default you to me, and you will inherit that consciousness, maybe you will finally find the answer you want!"

"Where is your body?"

"I will take you there!" The purple gold bell swayed gently. With the jingle, Yang Ling looked at the flower in front of her eyes and looked at it clearly. She was scared to find that she was standing in the square in front of the system Lingxiao Palace. One gold and one purple two trees have been in the tree roots of the forks.

"Is it purple?" Yang Ling looked at the two lustful roots and asked very sensitively.

"Not bad!" Zijin Bell said silently.

"Fortunately!" Yang Ling breathed a sigh of relief, because the purple roots are obviously male, and the other golden one is the mother.