Mixed Miners

The fall of the tourmaline is not meaningful to Yang Ling. Even if the death of everyone in the tourmaline palace, Yang Ling has no pity.

I mistakenly entered the nine days and ten places, in order to leave the Qinlongxing to kill Mu Yun, and then fled all the way, there are hundreds of interfaces in the past, there are more than a dozen planets in the footing, if you say good, I am afraid Everywhere you passed by in the past has now become a dead place.

In order to trace the origins and whereabouts of the people, the Jiutiandao Palace has killed tens of billions of ordinary mortals, and the Zongmen organization that spreads is probably not a minority.

"Since nine days and ten places have become my private land, then the organization of the nine-day palace can disappear!"

The sensation of Yang Ling is swept through the universe, and the color of gold and silver around the body is constantly flashing. When he steps out of the void, he is already another huge planet.

Tianmozhou Yuan Dejie, Zhenwuxing.

This is where he and Xi Qingyue briefly settled, and then left here by the seven-star business.

At the beginning of the martial arts, the prosperous and prosperous true Wuxing, but now it is not a ridiculous grass, the surface of the planet is burned once by the fire, the ruins are broken and the ground is scorched.

The city walls were turned into ruins, and the wreckage of a ship’s wreck was planted in the middle of the barren hills. The bustling crowds of the former shoulders were turned into a truncated bone in the scorched earth. Under the shower, it has already been black and decayed, and a black mist whistling on the surface of the planet, sending out a burst of fierce embarrassment. This is the sorrow of the dead monks on the planet, like the ghosts.

"The nine-day road palace is not destroyed, how can these hundreds of millions of dead souls rest in peace!" Yang Lingnian looked at everything in front of him.

"Predecessors, this... This is what the shrine palace is doing, we... We have not known in advance the tourmaline palace!" The only remaining elders in the tourmaline palace were pale and the body was constantly embarrassed.

"Oh!" Yang Ling sneered a few times. "Do you think that all of you in the tourmaline palace died? I just stopped at Qinlongxing, and you will kill all the people on the whole Qinlongxing, and this is in front of you." What is the difference between the endings? If you are high on the top, you can kill hundreds of millions of people without reason. Then you must be prepared to be killed, killers, and people to kill, not to report, time is not here, rest assured, I won't kill you, you will give my brothers a soul, so you have to endure thousands of times of punishment, so that you can taste the taste of life..."

The elders of the tourmaline palace are dark and black, and the eyes are full of dead gray. Now his soul is suppressed by Yang Ling’s rules. The realm is completely lost. He can only watch his own gods being smashed by the locusts a little bit. It’s still uncomfortable to die, but he can’t do it with the slightest resistance.

However, Yang Ling, who had not finished talking, suddenly had a shuddering shudder, and the statue of Yuanshen, who had been sitting on the Xuanjing chair in the sea of ​​God, suddenly stood up.

“What happened?” Yang Ling felt that there was a flesh-and-blood breath that was rapidly dissipating, so the horrible gods were released and quickly penetrated numerous interfaces.

Tian Mo Chau Gods World, here is the headquarters of the Shenque Palace.

Still in the middle of a vast nebula, an abundance of giant planets is quietly suspended in space. The planet is still beautiful, and the palace stretches millions of miles in the rolling clouds.

One of the steep and steep mountainsides, one is only ten years old, the hair is unkempt, and the little boy with a thin body is carrying a piggyback, holding a **** and climbing in the rugged cliffs, whenever he Stepping up, the chain on the hands and feet will make a slamming sound, and wherever he goes, there will be a blood footprint on the ground.

Behind the little boy, under the tens of meters of cliffs, there are more than a dozen juvenile monks, all in the age of more than ten years old, but the realm is not low, the weakest breath is the true Yuanjing.

"Small wild species, climb quickly! Hurry up and dig up the Tianxingzhu for me." A young boy screamed with a finger, and a stone slammed on the little boy's leg.

The severe pain caused the little boy to tremble, and he did not grasp it and slid down the cliff directly. In the middle of the slap, the chain that had been hung by a half-baked branch was stopped after falling for seven or eight meters. Down, the places where the slides fell all the way, the clothes were more broken, the exposed hands and feet broke through a few large pieces of flesh and blood, and the hoes in the hands also fell down, and after jumping a few times on the stone walls of the cliffs, they fell into the abyss.

"Small wild species, you dare to throw such a valuable medicine, you don't seem to punish you for three days without eating, you don't know how powerful, give you an hour, if you still can't dig the star bamboo, put it You are thrown into the cave of the Red Star ant to stay for a day." Another boy under the cliff shouted.

The little boy stunned and looked up and looked at the Tianxing bamboo with a height of 100 meters. The tender cheeks twitched a few times, and the tears in the eyes disappeared unconsciously, but after an instant, he used The broken sleeves wiped away the tears, reaching out and grasping the roots and starting to climb.

"嘶~" The moment the hand touched the root of the tree, the little boy couldn’t help but screamed, and saw the hand, a drop of blood dripping down the root of the tree~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The stars were scattered Above the mountain wall, his palm has been worn away. A layer of skin has become **** and fuzzy. The blood is like a spring, but he does not dare to stop and bite his teeth and continue to climb.

One meter... two meters... five meters...

Half an hour later, the little boy slowly climbed up to eighty meters with his thin body behind his back.

"Haha, Xiaoye, crawling so slowly, Dao will give you a little more power!" Among the group of juvenile monks under the cliff, another guy took out a slingshot and pulled it with his hands, accompanied by a faint glow. Lit up, a bang, a group of red light shot at the little boy, just at the moment of the body, the red light twisted, turned directly into a half-length long purple red cockroach, and flew to the little boy’s **** The open cheeks bite down.

The little boy hurriedly reached out to grab the cockroach, but he was very flexible and turned his body and climbed back to his head.

The little boy had to throw his back on his back, but his back fell less than three meters, but a scorpion jumped out and fell on the cliff, and walked up the densely to the little boy. .

Turning to look at the cockroaches that have once again caught up to the feet, the little boy paled, stretched out a foot and tried to step on the squat, but did not step on it a few times, suddenly slipped under his feet, a bunch of hay on his hand Broken, the horror of horror fell again.

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