Mixed Miners

The things that made him scared and tremble did not appear. With the injection of vitality, a large word appeared in his mind.

"Longhan 4,750 years, foreigners can come across the field, want to occupy my Lingshi vein, the palace owner with Kunwu Sanxian, Biyou Island master and other seven predecessors battle with the illusion, half a month of fierce battle After the enemy three people, Biyou Island, the auxiliary machine is a real person, Yuyang is a real person, the palace owner suffered heavy damage, the spiritual vein was destroyed, the spirit stone was lost, after this campaign, the Shenzhou aura was exhausted.

Longhan 4,797, the palace owner traveled outside, and there was no trace of it.

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In the 4, 853 years of the Longhan, the boundary stone appeared in the main law of the palace, saying that there would be a catastrophe in Shenzhou, and all the disciples under the palace would be sent back to the world.

In the 4th of September, 19th, the Longhan was broken, and the outer starships broke through the bounds and broke into the Shenzhou. The spiritual elites were countless. A catastrophe came, and the Shenzhou boundary monks rose up to resist and swayed the stars. In the end, they were outnumbered, and countless predecessors were able to fall, tremble in the air, the stars swayed, and the hundred fields were stained with blood, and the same way in the palace went to death.

In the 43,000 years of Longhan, Taiyi Shishu sealed the mountain gate into the boundary stone, helping me to escape from Shenzhou. After three years, I fell into this mortal world.

I was struck by the time when I escaped from the gates. Although there were a few disciples in this mortal world, there was no aura in this world, and it was difficult to become a big weapon.

God is already here, I am not willing~!

With a long time of 100,000, Kunlun is in my hands!

Why! Why! ”

This word is very long. It seems to be a diary of a guy. It records a big battle. Then the guy runs away and finally comes to the earth.

Ancient China is also known as Shenzhou, but this Shenzhou is not a Shenzhou. The Shenzhou said in the Jade Simplified is definitely not referring to China. However, it is similar to the Tianshenzhou that the old man said. It seems to be in a very remote place. There are all living in the sky, and the masters of the universe are masters.

Yang Ling was lying in the rocking chair and closed his eyes and meditated.

In ancient times, there were countless legends of the gods, and Kunlun Mountain was the site of the legendary king of the West. Every five hundred years, a peach festival was held, and the famous Chinese goddess of the surname was called to sing and dance, drinking and drinking.

If these legendary gods are true, will they be associated with this guy who is dying on Earth?

What makes Yang Ling most entangled is that this guy has squandered a large diary, but he never mentioned his own name from beginning to end. Is it because he feels sorry for the ancestors?

Thinking about it, Yang Ling felt a little sleepy, and yawned and went to sleep.

I don't know how long I slept. He blinked and saw an extremely familiar face hanging in front of him.

This face is also with a touch of ultimate charm.

"Boss..."

"Old, your uncle..." Yang Ling paused for a moment and violently, and he punched a heavy punch on the face of this thick and sturdy paper.

"砰~"

"Ah~"

With a very exaggerated scream, the people came flying out of him and directly smashed the flower scaffolding.

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Yang Ling fluttered like a shadow, and the guy who fell to the ground was a storm-like punch and kick.

"Boss... boss... forgiveness..."

The stick curled up on the floor, and the mouth continued to mourn.

"Rao...you~!" Yang Ling gritted his teeth with his ankles... oh..., the last hand, "呛", a flying sword volleyed, and he was caught in his hand.

The cold light is burning and the breath is compelling.

The stick slammed and hurryed.

"Boss ~ ~ You listen to me, I am definitely not intentional, just a little accident!"

"accident?"

Yang Ling lifted the stick up and stared at the stick with a grin. "If you say it is not round today, Lao Tzu will make you eight!"

The stick looked at Yang Ling’s eyes and couldn’t help but shudder. He hurriedly hugged Yang Ling’s hand with a sword and said: “Boss, it’s really just an accident! I spent a long time putting The three red scorpions are all dead!"

Yang Ling quickly put away the flying sword in his hand and said with surprise: "You said that you have killed the three gods in the Yuan Dynasty?"

"Really, now you can't die anymore!" The stick quickly nodded.

"Go, go see!" Yang Ling hurriedly ran to the basement when he let go of the stick, and the stick rushed to the forehead.

From the portal, the situation in front of Yang Ling made him a big jump. He opened a cave. The densely populated Tianxing wood jungle had been completely unrecognizable. Almost all of them were broken. Even the caves collapsed in large areas. , collapsed and buried the giant wood jungle into a large piece.

The body of the Yuanxiao in the big pit still piled up.

The three red enamels are twisted and smashed in the open space in front of the pit~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but it looks very miserable. One of them has a big bag missing, and the other two are not complete, not only covered with scars. All over the body, bruises, and lack of arms and broken legs, there are eight legs in one head are neat and tidy, like a worm on the ground, I do not know if the object of the fight belongs to Virgo, suffering from severe symmetrical obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Yang Ling couldn't help but take a breath.

It’s no wonder that it took more than ten days for the stick to be fixed. It is estimated that the situation at that time was extremely fierce. You must know that the sturdy shells of these gods are strong and the combat power is strong. He is deeply aware of this, in front of this red Lantern. It is a **** of the fifth battle, and no one can go.

Yang Ling's face was pumped a few times and asked: "How did you kill them?"

The stick then laughed a few times and said with a sigh of relief: "The boss, in fact, can't be considered to be killing me. They are killing each other. I ended up with a leak..."

Yang Ling just nodded. According to the fighting power of the stick, even wearing the red clam shell, it is absolutely impossible to do the same three-headed scorpion.

Yang Ling looked at the caves full of sorrows, and then stared at the three heads of the Yuanxiao. "You mean that these three heads of scorpion are fighting here for ten days?"

"Yes, boss!" The stick quickly nodded. "In order to compete for the last few fruits, these three scorpions are crazy. They almost collapsed the cave. I hid in this pile of scorpions. In the days of the two, under the combined attack of both ends, the head..." The stick missed a large piece of the Lantern with his finger. "The first thing was killed, and then the remaining two ends were played for a few more days. Seven or eight hours ago, one of them was bitten off his neck. I couldn’t see it. I rushed up and hit the last one for a few hours, finally killing it.” (To be continued.)