Mixed Miners

Fei Lian Yang hand throws a thing.

"砰~"

A ray of light blasts in the void, and the time and space of hundreds of millions of miles is smashed into pieces, and a huge war word condenses.

"呜~~~"

In all directions, there were low horns, and the dense beasts outside, the one side of the flag, and the ones of the tall, evil spirits, waving the various magic weapons, began to besiege the behemoths.

"Don't stop, continue to rush!" Fei Lian threw out several pieces of holy devices around him, directly detonating with the power of order.

"Booming and banging~"

The energy of horror is like a hydrogen bomb exploding in the chaotic battlefield. It instantly sweeps through countless time and space. A large number of behemoths and ghosts will completely annihilate into the blue haze under the impact of energy. There are also many evil spirits. The soul also followed the ash.

"咔嚓~"

Suddenly the sound of the sky cracked open.

An irresistible horror of breath instantly filled the entire seal.

Originally, there was no thinking, only knowing that the evil spirits, monsters and ghosts of the killings would suddenly stop and look up at somewhere together.

In the overlapping time and space, a long stretch of void cracks did not know, and a cyan pretty figure fluttered out in the crack.

"Mr. Drought!" The mouth of the cheap mouth spit out two words, and the pieces of the saint that were pinched on the hand were also dropped.

Under the gaze of Yangling and other people, a woman wearing a cyan dress and a beautiful figure came as Lingbo's micro-stepping layered black and white fell in front of several people.

A long black hair, beautiful face, white skin, calm face, long skirt dragged, the body enveloped a layer of water-like atmosphere.

It seems that she is coming from outside the time.

Not in the same world as everyone else.

This kind of taste Yang Ling once saw it in the night charm princess who woke up.

She was contaminated by fate and changed.

She has not belonged to this world and escaped from order.

"Fei Lian, you have been hiding for so long, why did it suddenly appear?" Tsing Yi woman looked cold and cold.

"Time is up, the seal should be open!" Feilian said ugly.

"So, the battle for fate has reached the final stage?" Tsing Yi woman frowned slightly.

"Maybe, Qinglong Shengjun has arranged for the arrival of the people. My mission is to open the seal and open the ultimate inheritance. I hope you will not stop me!" Fei Lian said.

"Impossible! You can't open the seal now!" Tsing Yi woman gently shook her head. "I used to seal the Promise with the power of destiny. He also knows that this seal will be refining and breaking open sooner or later. Now I only need to be quiet. Waiting for the Promise to come out, this fate battle will end, so no one can open the seal, this is not your battle, the battle between the Holy Spirit, the battle of Taoism, the battle of life and death, if you want to go Open the seal, then I can only kill you now, don't doubt, I can kill you twice, you can kill you twice, and this time, the Holy Man can't save you!"

"You..." Feilian's momentum came out, but it faded away in an instant.

In the face of this woman, he did not have the slightest victory.

"You are the descendant of Qinglong?" Tsing Yi woman turned to look at Yang Ling, a pair of beautiful eyes can not see any emotions.

"Yes, the task that the Holy Lord gave me is to come here to open the seal!" Yang Ling nodded.

"He is still so stubborn, so selfish, so self-righteous! If he did not insist on suppressing the Promise, nine days and ten places will not collapse, he always thought that he could replace the billions of creatures to make decisions, but he did not know that he could not control himself. Destiny, nowadays, it is necessary to fake others to deal with the Promise." Tsing Yi women looked up at the void like a self-talk, and then regained their eyes on Yang Ling.

"This is not a battle that you can participate in. Go back, wait for the Promise to wake up completely. It will all end. There will be no more than nine days and ten places. There will be no Kyushu. There will be no resentment and no order. Everything will start again. !"

Yang Ling shook her head. "I can't go back! If I can't finish the task, my family, my loved ones, my friends, my people will all die. You use their life to force me to complete this task, if you There is no way to solve this problem, then no one can stop me!"

When Yang Ling spoke, the cyan dragon scales appeared in a densely popped manner, and instantly turned into a pair of bronze armor, and the dragon gun behind the hand pointed at the Tsing Yi woman.

This beautiful woman is the most ridiculous corpse of the ancient legend, the strength may be second only to the Holy King, and this countless years have passed, and may even have reached the strength of the Holy King.

"Since you refuse to give up, then die! No one can stop the Promise of the Promise!" Tsing Yi woman gently pointed forward.

"Boom~"

A dark light blasted in the sea of ​​Yangling, Yang Ling felt that he was completely in the endless darkness, could not see the half-light, the soul completely lost control, the gods were completely annihilated, and the eyes were like the smashing .

"噗~" Yang Ling squirted a bit of blood and quits dozens of kilometers back to www.wuxiaspot.com~ until the sound of a bell coming from outside the time and space is heard in his mind, and the light is slowly seen in front of him.

"The strength is not bad, I can resist my mystery, but you still have to die!" Tsing Yi woman slightly stunned, and then pointed out again.

However, Yang Ling was prepared for this time. The chaotic purple gold bell was suspended from the top of the head and turned into a hundred meters to cover his body.

"Boom~" A black light hit the chaotic purple bell.

"When ~~" Chaos Zijin Bell madly swayed, the surface of the eight rules inscriptions madly rotated.

"噗~" Yang Ling blew again and again.

This refers to the chaotic purple gold bell is not completely blocked, there is still a group of black light blasted in the sea of ​​gods, but the power is much smaller than the first time.

However, Yang Ling still did not resist, he could not resist the strange attack of the Tsing Yi women.

But this time he found that these black lights could be swallowed up by the bronze giants on the heavenly octagonal array, so the black light in the sea of ​​God came quickly, and disappeared without a trace.

"Where did you come from this bell?" Tsing Yi woman stared at the chaotic purple golden bell, and her calm face showed an unusually surprised look.

"This is the innate spirit born in the consciousness of the Promise of the Promise." Yang Ling replied with the blood on his mouth.

"Give me!" Tsing Yi woman raised her hand and grabbed the chaotic purple gold bell.

"Fei Lian, take them to the altar, I will block her first!" Yang Ling strode forward, dancing the dragon gun in his hand to the Tsing Yi woman killed.

"Go~" Feilian seems to have long wanted to stay here. When he raises his hand, he suddenly empties out a passage, and everyone in the big sleeve disappears in the passage.

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