Storm of Kings

Zhou Lie shook his body and exchanged positions with Jing Quan. The two worked in a division of labor. One seized the time to regain strength, and the other went to the depths of darkness.

King Guangwu and Wenhou are still fighting, and although they are far away, there is a terrible aftermath. Every minute and every second, strong or weak waves are set off, making the dark tide under your feet look choppy.

At this moment, most of the Shenlong maze was flooded by the dark tide.

The wave is not peaceful, and you can occasionally see a huge figure swimming by, and it is definitely not a joke if you accidentally take a bite.

After several rounds of elimination, the corpse dragon that can move freely in the dark tide can reach the sixth rank at the worst.

The problem is that it takes more than a dozen rank 6 monks or one or two rank 5 monks to kill Rank 6 Corpse Dragons in order to succeed.

The strength of the balance obviously loves these corpse dragons more, and there are some unique existences in them, even if Zhou Lie sees them, they must avoid them, for fear of getting too close and falling into a mysterious attack.

Under the guidance of the ancestor Shao Yong, Jingquan did not encounter any risk along the way. Zhou Lie was trying his best to digest the Utambula flower, restore his mind and physical strength, and at least have the strength to escape.

When Jingquan went all the way and saw a black round mirror that was 100 meters high, she stopped quickly, not daring to cross the thunder pond for half a step.

Shao Yong praised: "This place is truly extraordinary. This dragon must have been to many places by relying on the eye of the collapse. He ate a lot of strange flowers and plants. After so many years, it has precipitated and turned into the black oil in front of him."

"Black oil?" Jing Quan looked at the black mirror carefully, and suddenly realized: "So, this is a pool of black oil, floating in the air under the influence of unknown power, and condensing into a mirror over time. I don't know what's the use of this thing?"

Shao Yongzheng wanted to explain. Suddenly he felt that the ancestral orifice was hot, so he withdrew his thoughts and said: "The enemy is coming, enter the black mirror!"

It was too late to say, and quickly, the ancestral aperture was surging.

Zhou Lie and Ying Zheng are sitting in the Afang Palace. At this moment, the gods are blooming, the clouds are shining, the clouds are hanging high, and the gold is spreading...

The former Afang Palace was gloomy and cold, and suddenly became warm like spring.

Ying Zheng felt that his whole body was transparent and free, and every detail of the palace wall in his eyes was transformed into perfection, and it became closer and closer to the real Afang palace in his memory.

Zhou Lie saw Shao Yong regaining his senses, and smiled: "It's about to begin! I still hope that the ancestors can grasp the rhythm. This Utambula flower can be very refreshing when it matures. I used the eyes of the sky to see the foundation, but the foundation is not It is firm and has many flaws. To be honest, the earlier the reinforcement, the better, the later the reinforcement, the harder it is. I am already a bit higher at the fifth-rank middle multiply position! This first step is to build the Afang Palace, and remember The Afang Palace in the middle has been copied from the original!"

"hiss……"

Shao Yong took a deep breath and couldn't help reminding: "Lie'er, don't be arrogant. You have to eat one bite at a time. It is unrealistic if you want to reach the sky in one step."

Zhou Lie straightened his chest, his gaze became particularly far-reaching, and he looked left and right and said slowly.

"How majestic is Afang Palace? It is the place where Ying's ancestors dreams and is also part of his obsession! I believe that the two ancestors will never be reconciled to the ordinary. If you don't take the opportunity to present Afang Palace successfully today, when will you have to wait? When can I wait? Only when I lay such a magnificent foundation, I can triumph step by step and advance bravely without any worries!"

Shao Yong couldn't refute this sincerely and rationally.

After a while, Zhou Lie smiled and said, "That's why the ancestors can grasp the rhythm. As long as the degree of rebuilding the foundation crosses the red line, I immediately rein in the cliff. As long as I control it well, with the help of so many Utambula flowers, I believe there is still a chance to succeed. Yes! You must know that the road to the ancestral court has never been smooth sailing. It requires adventure and radicalism. Even if it fails, it does not matter. At least I have tried hard."

"Zhuangzai! Lie'er, your temperament is getting more and more brilliant, and you are no longer stuck to the rules. You are right, you can never stand proud without breaking through yourself and become a figure that attracts worldwide attention." Shao Yong was persuaded and raised his hand to fetch gold. Yin Eryin once again detained Jin Chan, who was in an emotional state, and lifted his **** to sit on Jin Chan's back. With so little pressure, Afang Palace sank immediately, as if he had found his center of gravity.

When Zhou Lie saw this scene, he continued to say wonderfully, and then he got up and opened his arms and called out loudly.

"Come on! Wake up! The memory of a long sleep.

"Over pressure for more than three hundred miles, isolated from the sky. Lishan is constructed from the north and turns west, going straight to Xianyang."

"The two rivers melt and flow into the palace wall. Five steps on the first floor, ten steps on a pavilion!"

"The man in the corridor back, the eaves and teeth are pecking high. Each hugs the terrain and fights with each other."

"Pan Pan Yan, 囷囷焉, the hive water vortex, I don't know its tens of millions of falling. Long bridge lying wave, Weiyun Helong? Repeated roads go empty, not Ji Hehong? High and low, I don't know the west and east! Songtai The warm sound, the spring light melts. The dance hall has cold sleeves, the wind and rain are miserable."

"In a day, between the first house, and the climate is not uniform."

"Long Bridge Lying Wave..."

"Furthermore..."

"The climate is not uniform..."

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Waterways and pavilions emerged from the ancestral aperture.

These scenes looked illusory and misty at first, but over time they became stable, showing grandeur.

Shao Yong shouted: "Slower, slower, you have to open the eyes of the sky to observe the inner structure of everything. The ancestral aperture of the eyebrows is the place where the four borders and the five borders meet. It looks like fantasy and reality, like dreams and not dreams. Distance. The closer the reality is, the stronger the foundation will be. In the future, even if damaged, my Majesty and I will not collapse, and we can recover in the shortest time."

Zhou Lie did not speak, he made adjustments in due course, and was immersed in an indescribable atmosphere.

After more than half an hour, there was a sound of earth-shaking muffled sound from a distance, which made people feel depressed, and then the tide of darkness fueled the flames, not knowing how many boundaries were engulfed.

Jing Quan suddenly turned around, and she felt a murderous intent pass straight through.

"Little girl, you are more in love than Jin Jian. Under this circumstance, you still did not abandon him!" King Guangwu arrived, even though he broke off an arm. The spirit of uukanshu.com is extremely exuberant.

"Humph!" Jing Quan stood up straight with a cold snort, put his arms on his chest and fell back.

"Puff..." The black mirror splashed with black oil three feet high, and calmed down instantly.

"This is?" King Guangwu came to the front and suddenly frowned. He watched the black mirror carefully and muttered to himself: "Is this the dragon body's valve here? What's sealed inside?"

Zhou Lie used Tian Beng's eyes to see inside. King Guangwu did not come from his real body, and he could not see the reality through induction. He faintly felt ominous, and it was definitely not calm behind the black mirror.

Jingquan was falling, his body was black, and his clothes dissipated like burning. If it weren't for the powerful shoulder armor of Epiphany, she would have turned into a pool of pus...

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