Chapter 1886: 1886
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If the bitterness can be described by taste, then the bitterness of Linlong can be described by Coptis chinensis.
Han 3000 frowned strangely: "what do you mean?"
"Do you know who's buried here?" Lin long said with a bitter smile.
"I don't know." Han 3000 shook his head.
"Let's talk about Cheng Yongshi first. 200 million years ago, the immortal sea area was not a real God family, and Cheng Shiyong was one of the three real gods in the world. As for Liang Han, he was the famous God of reclaiming wasteland in the world, and the third real God of supporting Juntian and his family."
"And then there are the last few, who have a great future. Each of them has been a man of the moment in the world, famous and famous. Han 3000. Is this the waste of that population?"
Linlong shakes his head and grins bitterly. Any one of them is a very important person, and even a God with high reputation in the world.
Han three thousand also completely stay in the same place, he also can't think, that voice said a bunch of waste, unexpectedly will be these big guys.
It's not that Han 3000 has gone with the wind, nor that they can't lift the sword, it's that Han 3000 can't think of it.
"Ha ha, I didn't expect that in the world of the eight wild books of heaven, it was the last place where so many true gods fell." Linlong's incredible way.
"Why are they here?" Han 3000.
"Maybe, for them, being the true God of the eight directions world means that they are invincible in the eight directions world. Therefore, the eight wild books, which are beyond the boundary, may be their pursuit, but they did not expect that this place has become the end of their lives." Lin long shook his head and sighed.
"It's no wonder that the true gods of the world are always disappearing unconsciously. Maybe even their families don't know why they suddenly disappeared."
Han 3000 sighed.
But in addition to sighing for them, Han 3000's heart is suddenly like a mountain.
How confident I was just now, how helpless I am now.
So many big men are hanging here. What confidence does Han 3000 have to get out of here?!
"Han 3000, I feel so cold." Lin long looks at Han 3000 road quietly.
Seeing so many great gods' graves, Linlong has no confidence.
"I think so, too." Han 3000 is very embarrassed.
The atmosphere suddenly became extremely cold.
I don't know whether it's the cold around the grave or the dragon with one heart.
A moment later, Han 3000 gently smile: "then I have to play with it in the end."
Seeing that Lin long was puzzled, Han 3000 said with a smile, "what does it mean that so many great gods are coming here? It shows that the eight wild heavenly books may not only record the name of the true God, but also have something transcendent. That's why they tend to be attached to it. "
"You said yes, but the problem is that they all died here, you..." Lin long shook his head.
These ancient true gods are far more powerful than any of the present ones, and even exaggerate a little, because the aura of the octagonal world has become thinner and thinner for thousands of years, and the more backward it is, the more difficult it is to reach a higher level. Secondly, the true God is also divided into the silent and the illustrious.
Especially for Zhang Juntian and other real gods, they are all the unparalleled warlords of pingmie demons.
"Ha ha, it took them a long time to see it, but what about me? In this world, nothing can stop me Han Sanqian smiles confidently.
No matter how difficult it is here, Han 3000 will go out alive. There will never be a place for him in the grave here.
Because Su Yingxia and nianer are still waiting for themselves.
"Come on." Han 3000 looks at the sky in the crack of bamboo forest with confidence.
And almost at this time, the mountain rain is coming, the whole sky is changing, black clouds are rolling, and it's just dawn. Now it's like day and night.
Bamboo forest, also began to deep hand without a finger, black extremely terrible.
At this time, Han 3000 heard the rustle of bamboo leaves.
Han Sanqian fixed his eyes and saw that in several graves, the grass was shaking gently, and the fallen leaves were moving. Then, a ghost hand stretched out from the grave, grasped the ground, and slowly crawled out with his body.
"No!" Lin Long's heart is cool. These people who come out of the grave are obviously the souls of the dead gods. It's very difficult to deal with them!
Han 3000 is also sweating. He has never fought with the real God. He knows nothing about the power of the real God. Although these are ghosts, Han 3000 knows nothing about their abilities or how much energy they inherited.
In the hands of Pangu axe, Han 3000 no longer ignored so much and directly took the lead in launching the attack.
Just for a moment, Han 3000 was in the bamboo forest, hand in hand with the ghosts.
A few minutes later, Han 3000 suddenly moved his eyes. The whole man fiercely closed himself. Then, with an unimaginable attitude, he rushed to the top of the bamboo forest.
"Han 3000, what are you doing?" Linlong road. This novel has been translated by novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
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If the bitterness can be described by taste, then the bitterness of Linlong can be described by Coptis chinensis.
Han 3000 frowned strangely: "what do you mean?"
"Do you know who's buried here?" Lin long said with a bitter smile.
"I don't know." Han 3000 shook his head.
"Let's talk about Cheng Yongshi first. 200 million years ago, the immortal sea area was not a real God family, and Cheng Shiyong was one of the three real gods in the world. As for Liang Han, he was the famous God of reclaiming wasteland in the world, and the third real God of supporting Juntian and his family."
"And then there are the last few, who have a great future. Each of them has been a man of the moment in the world, famous and famous. Han 3000. Is this the waste of that population?"
Linlong shakes his head and grins bitterly. Any one of them is a very important person, and even a God with high reputation in the world.
Han three thousand also completely stay in the same place, he also can't think, that voice said a bunch of waste, unexpectedly will be these big guys.
It's not that Han 3000 has gone with the wind, nor that they can't lift the sword, it's that Han 3000 can't think of it.
"Ha ha, I didn't expect that in the world of the eight wild books of heaven, it was the last place where so many true gods fell." Linlong's incredible way.
"Why are they here?" Han 3000.
"Maybe, for them, being the true God of the eight directions world means that they are invincible in the eight directions world. Therefore, the eight wild books, which are beyond the boundary, may be their pursuit, but they did not expect that this place has become the end of their lives." Lin long shook his head and sighed.
"It's no wonder that the true gods of the world are always disappearing unconsciously. Maybe even their families don't know why they suddenly disappeared."
Han 3000 sighed.
But in addition to sighing for them, Han 3000's heart is suddenly like a mountain.
How confident I was just now, how helpless I am now.
So many big men are hanging here. What confidence does Han 3000 have to get out of here?!
"Han 3000, I feel so cold." Lin long looks at Han 3000 road quietly.
Seeing so many great gods' graves, Linlong has no confidence.
"I think so, too." Han 3000 is very embarrassed.
The atmosphere suddenly became extremely cold.
I don't know whether it's the cold around the grave or the dragon with one heart.
A moment later, Han 3000 gently smile: "then I have to play with it in the end."
Seeing that Lin long was puzzled, Han 3000 said with a smile, "what does it mean that so many great gods are coming here? It shows that the eight wild heavenly books may not only record the name of the true God, but also have something transcendent. That's why they tend to be attached to it. "
"You said yes, but the problem is that they all died here, you..." Lin long shook his head.
These ancient true gods are far more powerful than any of the present ones, and even exaggerate a little, because the aura of the octagonal world has become thinner and thinner for thousands of years, and the more backward it is, the more difficult it is to reach a higher level. Secondly, the true God is also divided into the silent and the illustrious.
Especially for Zhang Juntian and other real gods, they are all the unparalleled warlords of pingmie demons.
"Ha ha, it took them a long time to see it, but what about me? In this world, nothing can stop me Han Sanqian smiles confidently.
No matter how difficult it is here, Han 3000 will go out alive. There will never be a place for him in the grave here.
Because Su Yingxia and nianer are still waiting for themselves.
"Come on." Han 3000 looks at the sky in the crack of bamboo forest with confidence.
And almost at this time, the mountain rain is coming, the whole sky is changing, black clouds are rolling, and it's just dawn. Now it's like day and night.
Bamboo forest, also began to deep hand without a finger, black extremely terrible.
At this time, Han 3000 heard the rustle of bamboo leaves.
Han Sanqian fixed his eyes and saw that in several graves, the grass was shaking gently, and the fallen leaves were moving. Then, a ghost hand stretched out from the grave, grasped the ground, and slowly crawled out with his body.
"No!" Lin Long's heart is cool. These people who come out of the grave are obviously the souls of the dead gods. It's very difficult to deal with them!
Han 3000 is also sweating. He has never fought with the real God. He knows nothing about the power of the real God. Although these are ghosts, Han 3000 knows nothing about their abilities or how much energy they inherited.
In the hands of Pangu axe, Han 3000 no longer ignored so much and directly took the lead in launching the attack.
Just for a moment, Han 3000 was in the bamboo forest, hand in hand with the ghosts.
A few minutes later, Han 3000 suddenly moved his eyes. The whole man fiercely closed himself. Then, with an unimaginable attitude, he rushed to the top of the bamboo forest.
"Han 3000, what are you doing?" Linlong road. This novel has been translated by novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
If the bitterness can be described by taste, then the bitterness of Linlong can be described by Coptis chinensis.Han 3000 frowned strangely: "what do you mean?""Do you know who's buried here?" Lin long said with a bitter smile."I don't know." Han 3000 shook his head."Let's talk about Cheng Yongshi first. 200 million years ago, the immortal sea area was not a real God family, and Cheng Shiyong was one of the three real gods in the world. As for Liang Han, he was the famous God of reclaiming wasteland in the world, and the third real God of supporting Juntian and his family.""And then there are the last few, who have a great future. Each of them has been a man of the moment in the world, famous and famous. Han 3000. Is this the waste of that population?"Linlong shakes his head and grins bitterly. Any one of them is a very important person, and even a God with high reputation in the world.Han three thousand also completely stay in the same place, he also can't think, that voice said a bunch of waste, unexpectedly will be these big guys.It's not that Han 3000 has gone with the wind, nor that they can't lift the sword, it's that Han 3000 can't think of it."Ha ha, I didn't expect that in the world of the eight wild books of heaven, it was the last place where so many true gods fell." Linlong's incredible way."Why are they here?" Han 3000."Maybe, for them, being the true God of the eight directions world means that they are invincible in the eight directions world. Therefore, the eight wild books, which are beyond the boundary, may be their pursuit, but they did not expect that this place has become the end of their lives." Lin long shook his head and sighed."It's no wonder that the true gods of the world are always disappearing unconsciously. Maybe even their families don't know why they suddenly disappeared."Han 3000 sighed.But in addition to sighing for them, Han 3000's heart is suddenly like a mountain.How confident I was just now, how helpless I am now.So many big men are hanging here. What confidence does Han 3000 have to get out of here?!"Han 3000, I feel so cold." Lin long looks at Han 3000 road quietly.Seeing so many great gods' graves, Linlong has no confidence."I think so, too." Han 3000 is very embarrassed.The atmosphere suddenly became extremely cold.I don't know whether it's the cold around the grave or the dragon with one heart.A moment later, Han 3000 gently smile: "then I have to play with it in the end."Seeing that Lin long was puzzled, Han 3000 said with a smile, "what does it mean that so many great gods are coming here? It shows that the eight wild heavenly books may not only record the name of the true God, but also have something transcendent. That's why they tend to be attached to it. ""You said yes, but the problem is that they all died here, you..." Lin long shook his head.These ancient true gods are far more powerful than any of the present ones, and even exaggerate a little, because the aura of the octagonal world has become thinner and thinner for thousands of years, and the more backward it is, the more difficult it is to reach a higher level. Secondly, the true God is also divided into the silent and the illustrious.Especially for Zhang Juntian and other real gods, they are all the unparalleled warlords of pingmie demons."Ha ha, it took them a long time to see it, but what about me? In this world, nothing can stop me Han Sanqian smiles confidently.No matter how difficult it is here, Han 3000 will go out alive. There will never be a place for him in the grave here.Because Su Yingxia and nianer are still waiting for themselves."Come on." Han 3000 looks at the sky in the crack of bamboo forest with confidence.And almost at this time, the mountain rain is coming, the whole sky is changing, black clouds are rolling, and it's just dawn. Now it's like day and night.Bamboo forest, also began to deep hand without a finger, black extremely terrible.At this time, Han 3000 heard the rustle of bamboo leaves.Han Sanqian fixed his eyes and saw that in several graves, the grass was shaking gently, and the fallen leaves were moving. Then, a ghost hand stretched out from the grave, grasped the ground, and slowly crawled out with his body."No!" Lin Long's heart is cool. These people who come out of the grave are obviously the souls of the dead gods. It's very difficult to deal with them!Han 3000 is also sweating. He has never fought with the real God. He knows nothing about the power of the real God. Although these are ghosts, Han 3000 knows nothing about their abilities or how much energy they inherited.In the hands of Pangu axe, Han 3000 no longer ignored so much and directly took the lead in launching the attack.Just for a moment, Han 3000 was in the bamboo forest, hand in hand with the ghosts.A few minutes later, Han 3000 suddenly moved his eyes. The whole man fiercely closed himself. Then, with an unimaginable attitude, he rushed to the top of the bamboo forest."Han 3000, what are you doing?" Linlong road. This novel has been translated by novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
