Chapter 1467: 1467
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A very old black dog with almost bare hair. His old eyes contain muddy tears. He carries the emperor's corpse and tries to make his bent back straight.
"This life... Not much, I want to ferry you back."
This is its wish. How could such a powerful emperor die? It wants him to live.
However, its time is running out. If you don't go to the last fight, you may never have a chance.
The old wounds are hard to get rid of, coupled with the long dry blood, its decaying life has only the last short distance to go.
Time, like a knife, will eventually cut off all.
It is no longer supported, but it really wants to see his towering invincible return, see his soul River break, see his fist blow the four pole floating earth... The glorious years reappear.
When it was on its way, something broke through the air and stood in front of it.
"Huh?!" The black dog stops and the pupil shrinks.
A rotten hand, weak and weak, crossed the space and came to its eyes with an animal skin book.
"If you live, there is still hope. As long as you are still alive and have not returned to the dust, there may not be a turning point in the future. If you work hard to survive, you and I will live."
There are not many words, but there is a heavy worry and care in the vicissitudes of life. There is also a reluctance to give up the world and advise the black dog not to be impulsive.
This hand looks a little fat, or maybe it's puffy, gray, black and rotten. People can't bear to see what kind of disaster it has experienced and still lives tenaciously.
The big black dog was in a daze when he saw the hand. Then he would show his fierce face and show his teeth, but in the end, he was only sad.
In the chaos, a man without a right hand sat there weakly and sighed, "if you choose to go, I will go with you and fight the soul river. Finally, but dog, try to live."
All the people in those years... Died, and there were few left. One war after another about the survival of various circles exhausted the vitality of their generation and hurt everywhere.
Unimaginable pay, but now few people know.
How many talents wither, leaving behind a dilapidated.
The black dog's eyes are red, and the animal skin book brought by the rotten hand writes down the past years and their reluctance to give up the world. Their living is the last proof and trace left by that generation. If they die, there will be nothing, and even the trace will be completely erased.
What's more, the past glory, even if it existed, will be submerged by the dust of history and forgotten by future generations.
"But I still want to go... Fight again. I'm not reconciled!" The black dog roared up to the sky. Although it was skinny, it held its head up.
It carried the emperor's corpse, looked back at the rotten hand and the animal skin book, and took difficult steps.
……
At the end of the soul River, in the world behind the door.
After the man in the dark light urged the clock piece and bronze, he was quiet. He said that it was not the key to send out the news or to find someone to carry the black pot.
What's he doing? If you want to make a big deal, threaten the soul river. If you don't give benefits, fight to the end and cripple here!
At this stage, soul river seems reluctant to go to war.
He asked someone to carry the pot, or pull the strong people together, trying to subdue the soldiers without war and intimidate the creatures of the soul river.
"The dog... The emperor, won't live long." He sighed.
If the dog can find the medicine it wants, it may change many things. The fate of the deceased may be reshaped, with far-reaching and boundless impact, which may shake the foundation of ancient and modern times.
He had heard about those people and things. He was one of the few people who knew the truth. When he was young, he yearned for it, and his blood was surging, aiming at that bright world.
At this stage, he sighed.
The white crow was speaking to him. He lowered his posture slightly and said he would give him two pieces of ancestral talisman paper to leave immediately.
"Are you sending beggars? I want a hundred. Can you give me two? Dead duck! "
The man's eyebrows in the dark light stood up, his pupils burst into a divine light, and he was about to hit the long strip-shaped metal pieces falling off the bronze coffin.
The white crow's face is gloomy. How many years have passed and several eras have passed. Where can I find a hundred pieces of Rune paper?
It is estimated that there are less than 100 copies of all the samsara pits in various forms, existing, broken, buried and disappeared!
"You're forcing people to fight. Where can I find you? I've shown my sincerity. Are you sure... You want to fight?!"
The white crow's face was cold to the extreme, and both wings emitted dazzling white light, like a pale sun burning and releasing destructive substances.
"Don't you dare to talk to me again?!" The strong mess of the man in the black light is such a face-to-face threat and put it into action.
The long strip-shaped bronze block in his hand spread runes to build a fuzzy copper coffin with energy, and the coffin plate was first combined.
With a bang, he took the coffin board and blew over, directly patting the powerful and frightening white crow.
The white crow was angry. For many years, several people dared to do this to it. Today, they were provoked again and again.
"Don't regard my forbearance and great events as weakness. Your master didn't know where I was when I bloody washed all walks of life!
While talking, the white crow's trunk remained unchanged, still a foot long, but its wings glowed, and its feathers soared like 100000 heavenly swords.
Then, all the white feathers turned into a rainbow. They were as thick as mountains. They pierced through the void and stabbed forward. They were as sharp as the spear breaking the sky.
Qiang! Qiang! Qiang!
The harsh sound came, and the white feathers sent out dazzling light and turned into a spear of breaking the sky. All the holes penetrated into the eyes, and the soul river was boiling and burning.
Every feather turned into a spear, with an ocean of soul power, surging and surging, just like a sea of stars rising and falling, shocking!
But all the feathers are blocked by the coffin board!
The coffin plate made of bronze blocks, like a demon mountain, falls down to block everything, cover the world and resist 100000 dazzling flying feathers.
When! When! When!
The fire splashed on the avenue, the order was broken, the place was in chaos, and space and time collapsed.
"Dead duck, you're not in the right state!"
The man in the dark light carried the coffin board, pressed it directly, stepped forward step by step, forced into the high ground in front of him and looked down at the white crow.
At the tail of the white crow, a special feather glows and soars like a phoenix feather, leading to the end of the soul River and even to a certain ultimate place!
At this time, its breath was different, like a big increase all at once.
It said with a cold face, "don't force me. I really want to force me to appear completely. You can't imagine the consequences. If the heavens don't stain blood, I won't return!"
Then it slowed down again and said, "what are you going to do?"
"What am I going to do?" In the dark light, the man's black hair danced, his face was white, his eyes were sharp, his heroic spirit forced people, and his strong breath soared. He said: "from the perspective, I want to wipe you out, overturn the old land of quadrupole floating earth, bury the burial pit of heaven and earth, sort out the ancient wheel circuit before the fall of the emperor, and... Forget it, I don't want to say too far."
In the distance, the white crow was in a daze. Even creatures like him felt that the man in the dark light was crazy. What are you thinking?! Lost heart crazy!
With a sigh, the man in the dark light was no longer so strong, a little low, and said, "at present, I just want her to survive!"
He lowered his head and looked at a bleak petal, which had withered, leaving only a faint fragrance.
Talk about the future, talk about the general trend, even the people around you can't keep it, and even a beauty who tries to keep up with her steps can't be protected. What qualifications do you have to talk about breaking the situation and changing the world?
Thinking of these, the man in the dark light was like a mountain and forced to come forward and said, "I just want her to survive. I've said it many times. Give me another 100 pieces of zufu paper. Will you give it or not?"
The negotiation... Can't continue.
When you meet a madman, you will be forced to die... The white crow hates the rhythm of the crow and wants to swear.
However, out of some concern, it does not want the ultimate earthquake in the depths of the soul river. Now it focuses on stillness and wants to stabilize all restless factors.
It took a deep breath and said, "if you want a person to reincarnate, a piece of Rune paper is enough. What do you want to do so much?"
"People are gone, rotten corpses turn into dust, souls turn into light and rain, and who can use the rune paper? How can one be enough? " The man in the dark light opened his mouth and said in a low voice, "I want more. With the remaining supreme power of zufu paper, I can condense a wisp of her ghost again. Maybe I can make something out of nothing and let her come back!"
The white crow's eyes are not good. The depths of his eyes are cold. The soul of those who are dead is gone. You have to mess around. What else do you want to talk about reincarnation?
No wonder he wants a hundred pieces of zufu paper. He wants to have it from scratch with the help of the legendary great power. This is no longer a problem of Tao and creation, unspeakable and incomprehensible.
White crows bite their teeth, which is unrealistic. Even the soul River can't provide it. The zufu paper left in those years is almost consumed. How can there be so much in the past years.
Even if some unimaginable old guys from all walks of life have inventory, they may not be enough together.
Besides, who will take it out?
The white crow said, "you should know that we really don't have many in our hands. We didn't deal with that one and didn't want to contact him. This is from later generations and can't satisfy you."
"That's really nice. Don't you deal with it? Unwilling to contact? You're hiding, aren't you? " The man in the dark light taunted.
The white crow was angry. It was an unspeakable time. The soul river was isolated from the outside and fell into crisis due to some factors. Coupled with the emergence of that man, the soul river was indeed more silent.
It said in a cold voice, "we all admit that the man is strong, but he is not invincible and can't fight. We have a problem with ourselves. The source of the soul river changed in that year."
Its words were very cold and indifferent. He said, "it takes time for anyone to grow up. If the soul River hadn't changed, you should believe that the strength of the soul River can't block anyone!"
"But that man is rising. What can you do? Later, I'm still looking for you. I'm also looking for the end of the underworld, and I want to burn the quadrupole floating soil. If it's not for the more urgent reason and leave in a hurry, it's estimated that your father has long been a dead duck, and the existence behind your family has all died! "
"You can be arrogant and presumptuous to me, but some existence can't tolerate your slander and humiliation. They are invincible. They really look down on the ages and sit and watch the changes of ages. Even if that person comes back, they can't calm down!"
"Joke, do you dare to use the special altar in the ultimate place of the soul River to burn the road, burn the ancestral Rune paper, recite the man's name, provoke the man, and see if he can come back to kill you!"
"Emperor level creatures are very strong, but no matter how great a person is, even if he goes against heaven and earth and messes up the long river of time, he can't change the real general trend. It's not that kind of creature hasn't appeared before the fall of the emperor. Hey, it's gorgeous, but the blood is also very beautiful. The great strong people are still... Killed!" The white crow said coldly.
"Don't talk nonsense. I'll just ask, do you dare to call that man back with your altar?" Said the man in the dark light.
"He has long disappeared. Without his news for many years, many people are looking for him, but they have failed and have long lost contact." The white crow said faintly.
"Well, he disappeared and disappeared. Do you dare to awaken the return of the emperor of heaven in this war? Fight again! " Said the man in the dark light.
"You seem to know something?" The white crow was surprised. At the same time, he was afraid and had some secrets. I'm afraid the surviving participants didn't know all of them.
"I also know that in those years, not only did you soul river finally start to fight, but also other monsters came out of the ancient underground mansion and climbed out of the emperor's burial pit!" The man's cold voice in the dark light.
"Who the hell are you? With your identity and your age, you can't touch these! " Bai Brucea is really afraid.
"I am one of those who send you the death knell!" The man in the dark light responded coldly.
"There's nothing to say. Let's fight!" The white crow said coldly.
It retreated, and a special feather on its tail was as gorgeous as the plume of a Phoenix. It was no longer pure white and emitted a strange light.
At the same time, it is like a nine color mother gold chain, lock it, take it, fly back, to dive into the soul river.
However, it did not completely disappear, but retreated far enough and ordered: "kill him!"
In fact, at the moment when it moved a little and retreated, the man in the dark light started first, and the big clock crashed in the past.
The white crow was shocked by the drama and was covered with glow. He fought against it.
Buzz!
At the same time, in such a moment, many creatures appeared!
By the soul River, it is no longer sandy land, but low karst caves. All kinds of insects swarmed out and attacked the black light.
This kind of insect is very similar to the one that crawled in and out of the rotten meat of Daewoo creatures.
Each insect has a finger long, cutting through the space, leaving one long tail light after another, with a strong ominous material, like ten thousand arrows firing at the same time, blasting the space!
"Kill!"
Big clock, cover the sky in an instant!
Cover all the insects and put them in, and then the man shakes the clock!
Boom!
Inside, the divine particles are boiling, the Taoist ancestors' materials are surging, all the insects are crying and struggling, and each overflows endless divine energy, which is incredibly strong.
But what did they encounter this time? Emperor bell!
Even if it was incomplete, it was only a slap in the face, but they couldn't resist such a shock. With a bang, all the insects were broken in the end.
"Nine changes of insects, cocoon breaking and regeneration!"
In the distance, the white crow shouted. It was controlling the swarm.
Buzzing, buzzing!
The void trembled and then exploded, and many more powerful insects flew out of the cave with light cocoons, which are stronger ancestors.
It's not as much as just now, but it must be strong several times. They actually disturb time. They're just insects. They're entangled by time fragments.
What level of creature is this? If it is known to the outside world, it must suck the cold air.
"Is this the initial form of a zombie that can be slaughtered?" The man whispered in the dark light.
However, he didn't care. He shot again and suddenly shook the clock. The clock wave swept out like 18000 sword light, and immediately let the void explode.
Not far away, the soul River also exploded, and the soul light of many strong people appeared. There they screamed and wailed. A strong soul was contained in a spray.
Wheeze!
Many cocoons tremble and then make a frightening sound.
Now, those souls that are burning, transpiration from the soul River, turn into pure soul matter, which are taken over and absorbed by the heavy cocoon.
"Do you still want to break the cocoon and turn into a butterfly? Die! " The man in the dark light shouted.
With a slight scold, his eyebrows glowed, and he urged the two weapons in his hand to explode in front. All kinds of cocoons were broken, wailing, and endless ancestral insects died.
However, there are also individual ancestral insects attached to the immortal cave that survived, silver and frightening, not to turn the butterfly.
"Maggots! Not all insects can turn into butterflies, because there are maggots! It deserves to be a dirty thing nourished at the end of the soul river. " The man in the dark light mocked.
"Shut up!"
White Brucea cold said, his eyes were frightening. The man was too desperate. How could he be a maggot? This is the initial form of the worm and is in evolution.
Sure enough, there were insects that didn't die. In an instant, the breath soared, crazy absorbing the power of the soul River, and also swallowing the energy and nutrients of those companions who died and burst around.
The remaining insects are particularly powerful. They are actually surrounded by all kinds of terrible visions, such as the four cracks of the Star River, the explosion of the sun star and the sinking of the universe.
They evolve to the ultimate form of the worm!
It is said that there are ten kinds of evil insects in the world, all of which have the power to kill the world. Once they are turned into a whole, it can't be guessed. They can fight dragons for food and swallow the sun and moon for nutrients.
"Hide in the dark, you are not maggots, what are you, die!" The man in the dark light shouted.
Several insects screamed wildly. They rushed to each other and devoured each other. They wanted to ascend to the highest peak and become the only one!
However, this time, the man in the dark light was extremely cold, his hands seemed transparent and offered endless great power, and the two weapons in his hands were really revived, or even revived!
Boom!
God blocks killing God, Buddha blocks killing Buddha!
The sky is falling apart, the soul River howls countless times, and time is in disorder. Ancient and modern times seem to be reversed.
Don't say that this is not the ultimate form of evil insects, even if the source of the top ten evil insects comes, it won't work. Two weapons are resurrected and kill everything.
Bang!
When several insects devoured only two ends, they exploded, and the karst cave in the rear collapsed into nothingness. There was an insect nest with rich Taoist ancestral material, and the result was still ashes.
However, the men in the dark light are also afraid. This soul river is too special. The ancestral insects cultivated here can evolve so fast.
If he hadn't killed it, could there be a real ultimate bug in a short time?
Boom!
The man in the dark light didn't stop. The two resurrected weapons were always urged, strongly pierced the front and blasted on the white crow.
"Ah..."
The white crow's wings spread and the stinging silver light was boiling, but he was badly hurt. His white feathers were flying and his body was stained with blood.
If it had not been for its special tail feather to draw special materials from the end and attract Supreme Soul light to quickly cover its body, it would probably have been blasted.
"You're forcing me!" The white crow was angry.
In the depths of the soul River, there is a terrible wave from the ultimate earth. The world is about to overturn. Strange and ominous materials are pouring in like a tide and drowning here.
"Do you want to return or not?" It drank.
At this moment, everyone knows that there is a real problem with the soul river. It is extremely irritated, but it is still trying to avoid aggravating the situation at the last minute.
"Take the zufu paper!" The man in the dark light said indifferently.
"Here you are. There are only four. They're all for you. Let's go!" The white crow gritted his teeth and said.
For a moment, several pieces of paper, which were very simple and simple, flew over and disappeared into the dark light. They were simple and ordinary, with only a jar engraved on them.
Like what? Milk cans? Because, vaguely visible, a pure and childish smiling face is accompanied there.
The man in the dark light twitched at the corners of his mouth. This kind of thing is painted on zufu paper?! That's really
However, soon, he looked serious again and thought of some legends about how happy the young man was and how sad he was in the later stage.
Perhaps, in that person's heart, only a carefree childhood is the happiest moment in his life.
Therefore, when he scratched the zufu paper, he directly left the eternal time in his heart, reposed his mood and forgot his worries.
Think of these, and then look at the zufu paper, it is not graffiti, not a work of laughter and nonsense, but extremely heavy, and the pressure is breathless.
It looks like a childish smile, but it hides great sadness, and an endless heavy breath comes to my face.
A person's loneliness, a person's journey, leaving only the last legend, which will never be seen again.
"No, you still have, take it out, at least enough!" The man in the dark light shouted.
Bai Brucea has really had enough. The man in the dark light is too strong and hateful. He is more hateful than the black dog in those years. He wants to rob everything when he sees it.
It wants to say, what's your relationship?
Fortunately, I haven't seen the dog for many years. It should be dead! White Brucea took a breath.
"Woof!" In the nothingness, a dog was approaching and sneezed wildly on the way“ Who is showing malice to me? It's so strong that I can't kill you! " The black dog galloped upright, the copper bell's big eyes were shining, and the bald tail was raised high“ Hallucinations?! " The white crow was suspicious. He always felt that something bad was going to happen. It was very ominous. However, this makes it feel a little absurd. Isn't it the biggest ominous source here? Weird! This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
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A very old black dog with almost bare hair. His old eyes contain muddy tears. He carries the emperor's corpse and tries to make his bent back straight.
"This life... Not much, I want to ferry you back."
This is its wish. How could such a powerful emperor die? It wants him to live.
However, its time is running out. If you don't go to the last fight, you may never have a chance.
The old wounds are hard to get rid of, coupled with the long dry blood, its decaying life has only the last short distance to go.
Time, like a knife, will eventually cut off all.
It is no longer supported, but it really wants to see his towering invincible return, see his soul River break, see his fist blow the four pole floating earth... The glorious years reappear.
When it was on its way, something broke through the air and stood in front of it.
"Huh?!" The black dog stops and the pupil shrinks.
A rotten hand, weak and weak, crossed the space and came to its eyes with an animal skin book.
"If you live, there is still hope. As long as you are still alive and have not returned to the dust, there may not be a turning point in the future. If you work hard to survive, you and I will live."
There are not many words, but there is a heavy worry and care in the vicissitudes of life. There is also a reluctance to give up the world and advise the black dog not to be impulsive.
This hand looks a little fat, or maybe it's puffy, gray, black and rotten. People can't bear to see what kind of disaster it has experienced and still lives tenaciously.
The big black dog was in a daze when he saw the hand. Then he would show his fierce face and show his teeth, but in the end, he was only sad.
In the chaos, a man without a right hand sat there weakly and sighed, "if you choose to go, I will go with you and fight the soul river. Finally, but dog, try to live."
All the people in those years... Died, and there were few left. One war after another about the survival of various circles exhausted the vitality of their generation and hurt everywhere.
Unimaginable pay, but now few people know.
How many talents wither, leaving behind a dilapidated.
The black dog's eyes are red, and the animal skin book brought by the rotten hand writes down the past years and their reluctance to give up the world. Their living is the last proof and trace left by that generation. If they die, there will be nothing, and even the trace will be completely erased.
What's more, the past glory, even if it existed, will be submerged by the dust of history and forgotten by future generations.
"But I still want to go... Fight again. I'm not reconciled!" The black dog roared up to the sky. Although it was skinny, it held its head up.
It carried the emperor's corpse, looked back at the rotten hand and the animal skin book, and took difficult steps.
……
At the end of the soul River, in the world behind the door.
After the man in the dark light urged the clock piece and bronze, he was quiet. He said that it was not the key to send out the news or to find someone to carry the black pot.
What's he doing? If you want to make a big deal, threaten the soul river. If you don't give benefits, fight to the end and cripple here!
At this stage, soul river seems reluctant to go to war.
He asked someone to carry the pot, or pull the strong people together, trying to subdue the soldiers without war and intimidate the creatures of the soul river.
"The dog... The emperor, won't live long." He sighed.
If the dog can find the medicine it wants, it may change many things. The fate of the deceased may be reshaped, with far-reaching and boundless impact, which may shake the foundation of ancient and modern times.
He had heard about those people and things. He was one of the few people who knew the truth. When he was young, he yearned for it, and his blood was surging, aiming at that bright world.
At this stage, he sighed.
The white crow was speaking to him. He lowered his posture slightly and said he would give him two pieces of ancestral talisman paper to leave immediately.
"Are you sending beggars? I want a hundred. Can you give me two? Dead duck! "
The man's eyebrows in the dark light stood up, his pupils burst into a divine light, and he was about to hit the long strip-shaped metal pieces falling off the bronze coffin.
The white crow's face is gloomy. How many years have passed and several eras have passed. Where can I find a hundred pieces of Rune paper?
It is estimated that there are less than 100 copies of all the samsara pits in various forms, existing, broken, buried and disappeared!
"You're forcing people to fight. Where can I find you? I've shown my sincerity. Are you sure... You want to fight?!"
The white crow's face was cold to the extreme, and both wings emitted dazzling white light, like a pale sun burning and releasing destructive substances.
"Don't you dare to talk to me again?!" The strong mess of the man in the black light is such a face-to-face threat and put it into action.
The long strip-shaped bronze block in his hand spread runes to build a fuzzy copper coffin with energy, and the coffin plate was first combined.
With a bang, he took the coffin board and blew over, directly patting the powerful and frightening white crow.
The white crow was angry. For many years, several people dared to do this to it. Today, they were provoked again and again.
"Don't regard my forbearance and great events as weakness. Your master didn't know where I was when I bloody washed all walks of life!
While talking, the white crow's trunk remained unchanged, still a foot long, but its wings glowed, and its feathers soared like 100000 heavenly swords.
Then, all the white feathers turned into a rainbow. They were as thick as mountains. They pierced through the void and stabbed forward. They were as sharp as the spear breaking the sky.
Qiang! Qiang! Qiang!
The harsh sound came, and the white feathers sent out dazzling light and turned into a spear of breaking the sky. All the holes penetrated into the eyes, and the soul river was boiling and burning.
Every feather turned into a spear, with an ocean of soul power, surging and surging, just like a sea of stars rising and falling, shocking!
But all the feathers are blocked by the coffin board!
The coffin plate made of bronze blocks, like a demon mountain, falls down to block everything, cover the world and resist 100000 dazzling flying feathers.
When! When! When!
The fire splashed on the avenue, the order was broken, the place was in chaos, and space and time collapsed.
"Dead duck, you're not in the right state!"
The man in the dark light carried the coffin board, pressed it directly, stepped forward step by step, forced into the high ground in front of him and looked down at the white crow.
At the tail of the white crow, a special feather glows and soars like a phoenix feather, leading to the end of the soul River and even to a certain ultimate place!
At this time, its breath was different, like a big increase all at once.
It said with a cold face, "don't force me. I really want to force me to appear completely. You can't imagine the consequences. If the heavens don't stain blood, I won't return!"
Then it slowed down again and said, "what are you going to do?"
"What am I going to do?" In the dark light, the man's black hair danced, his face was white, his eyes were sharp, his heroic spirit forced people, and his strong breath soared. He said: "from the perspective, I want to wipe you out, overturn the old land of quadrupole floating earth, bury the burial pit of heaven and earth, sort out the ancient wheel circuit before the fall of the emperor, and... Forget it, I don't want to say too far."
In the distance, the white crow was in a daze. Even creatures like him felt that the man in the dark light was crazy. What are you thinking?! Lost heart crazy!
With a sigh, the man in the dark light was no longer so strong, a little low, and said, "at present, I just want her to survive!"
He lowered his head and looked at a bleak petal, which had withered, leaving only a faint fragrance.
Talk about the future, talk about the general trend, even the people around you can't keep it, and even a beauty who tries to keep up with her steps can't be protected. What qualifications do you have to talk about breaking the situation and changing the world?
Thinking of these, the man in the dark light was like a mountain and forced to come forward and said, "I just want her to survive. I've said it many times. Give me another 100 pieces of zufu paper. Will you give it or not?"
The negotiation... Can't continue.
When you meet a madman, you will be forced to die... The white crow hates the rhythm of the crow and wants to swear.
However, out of some concern, it does not want the ultimate earthquake in the depths of the soul river. Now it focuses on stillness and wants to stabilize all restless factors.
It took a deep breath and said, "if you want a person to reincarnate, a piece of Rune paper is enough. What do you want to do so much?"
"People are gone, rotten corpses turn into dust, souls turn into light and rain, and who can use the rune paper? How can one be enough? " The man in the dark light opened his mouth and said in a low voice, "I want more. With the remaining supreme power of zufu paper, I can condense a wisp of her ghost again. Maybe I can make something out of nothing and let her come back!"
The white crow's eyes are not good. The depths of his eyes are cold. The soul of those who are dead is gone. You have to mess around. What else do you want to talk about reincarnation?
No wonder he wants a hundred pieces of zufu paper. He wants to have it from scratch with the help of the legendary great power. This is no longer a problem of Tao and creation, unspeakable and incomprehensible.
White crows bite their teeth, which is unrealistic. Even the soul River can't provide it. The zufu paper left in those years is almost consumed. How can there be so much in the past years.
Even if some unimaginable old guys from all walks of life have inventory, they may not be enough together.
Besides, who will take it out?
The white crow said, "you should know that we really don't have many in our hands. We didn't deal with that one and didn't want to contact him. This is from later generations and can't satisfy you."
"That's really nice. Don't you deal with it? Unwilling to contact? You're hiding, aren't you? " The man in the dark light taunted.
The white crow was angry. It was an unspeakable time. The soul river was isolated from the outside and fell into crisis due to some factors. Coupled with the emergence of that man, the soul river was indeed more silent.
It said in a cold voice, "we all admit that the man is strong, but he is not invincible and can't fight. We have a problem with ourselves. The source of the soul river changed in that year."
Its words were very cold and indifferent. He said, "it takes time for anyone to grow up. If the soul River hadn't changed, you should believe that the strength of the soul River can't block anyone!"
"But that man is rising. What can you do? Later, I'm still looking for you. I'm also looking for the end of the underworld, and I want to burn the quadrupole floating soil. If it's not for the more urgent reason and leave in a hurry, it's estimated that your father has long been a dead duck, and the existence behind your family has all died! "
"You can be arrogant and presumptuous to me, but some existence can't tolerate your slander and humiliation. They are invincible. They really look down on the ages and sit and watch the changes of ages. Even if that person comes back, they can't calm down!"
"Joke, do you dare to use the special altar in the ultimate place of the soul River to burn the road, burn the ancestral Rune paper, recite the man's name, provoke the man, and see if he can come back to kill you!"
"Emperor level creatures are very strong, but no matter how great a person is, even if he goes against heaven and earth and messes up the long river of time, he can't change the real general trend. It's not that kind of creature hasn't appeared before the fall of the emperor. Hey, it's gorgeous, but the blood is also very beautiful. The great strong people are still... Killed!" The white crow said coldly.
"Don't talk nonsense. I'll just ask, do you dare to call that man back with your altar?" Said the man in the dark light.
"He has long disappeared. Without his news for many years, many people are looking for him, but they have failed and have long lost contact." The white crow said faintly.
"Well, he disappeared and disappeared. Do you dare to awaken the return of the emperor of heaven in this war? Fight again! " Said the man in the dark light.
"You seem to know something?" The white crow was surprised. At the same time, he was afraid and had some secrets. I'm afraid the surviving participants didn't know all of them.
"I also know that in those years, not only did you soul river finally start to fight, but also other monsters came out of the ancient underground mansion and climbed out of the emperor's burial pit!" The man's cold voice in the dark light.
"Who the hell are you? With your identity and your age, you can't touch these! " Bai Brucea is really afraid.
"I am one of those who send you the death knell!" The man in the dark light responded coldly.
"There's nothing to say. Let's fight!" The white crow said coldly.
It retreated, and a special feather on its tail was as gorgeous as the plume of a Phoenix. It was no longer pure white and emitted a strange light.
At the same time, it is like a nine color mother gold chain, lock it, take it, fly back, to dive into the soul river.
However, it did not completely disappear, but retreated far enough and ordered: "kill him!"
In fact, at the moment when it moved a little and retreated, the man in the dark light started first, and the big clock crashed in the past.
The white crow was shocked by the drama and was covered with glow. He fought against it.
Buzz!
At the same time, in such a moment, many creatures appeared!
By the soul River, it is no longer sandy land, but low karst caves. All kinds of insects swarmed out and attacked the black light.
This kind of insect is very similar to the one that crawled in and out of the rotten meat of Daewoo creatures.
Each insect has a finger long, cutting through the space, leaving one long tail light after another, with a strong ominous material, like ten thousand arrows firing at the same time, blasting the space!
"Kill!"
Big clock, cover the sky in an instant!
Cover all the insects and put them in, and then the man shakes the clock!
Boom!
Inside, the divine particles are boiling, the Taoist ancestors' materials are surging, all the insects are crying and struggling, and each overflows endless divine energy, which is incredibly strong.
But what did they encounter this time? Emperor bell!
Even if it was incomplete, it was only a slap in the face, but they couldn't resist such a shock. With a bang, all the insects were broken in the end.
"Nine changes of insects, cocoon breaking and regeneration!"
In the distance, the white crow shouted. It was controlling the swarm.
Buzzing, buzzing!
The void trembled and then exploded, and many more powerful insects flew out of the cave with light cocoons, which are stronger ancestors.
It's not as much as just now, but it must be strong several times. They actually disturb time. They're just insects. They're entangled by time fragments.
What level of creature is this? If it is known to the outside world, it must suck the cold air.
"Is this the initial form of a zombie that can be slaughtered?" The man whispered in the dark light.
However, he didn't care. He shot again and suddenly shook the clock. The clock wave swept out like 18000 sword light, and immediately let the void explode.
Not far away, the soul River also exploded, and the soul light of many strong people appeared. There they screamed and wailed. A strong soul was contained in a spray.
Wheeze!
Many cocoons tremble and then make a frightening sound.
Now, those souls that are burning, transpiration from the soul River, turn into pure soul matter, which are taken over and absorbed by the heavy cocoon.
"Do you still want to break the cocoon and turn into a butterfly? Die! " The man in the dark light shouted.
With a slight scold, his eyebrows glowed, and he urged the two weapons in his hand to explode in front. All kinds of cocoons were broken, wailing, and endless ancestral insects died.
However, there are also individual ancestral insects attached to the immortal cave that survived, silver and frightening, not to turn the butterfly.
"Maggots! Not all insects can turn into butterflies, because there are maggots! It deserves to be a dirty thing nourished at the end of the soul river. " The man in the dark light mocked.
"Shut up!"
White Brucea cold said, his eyes were frightening. The man was too desperate. How could he be a maggot? This is the initial form of the worm and is in evolution.
Sure enough, there were insects that didn't die. In an instant, the breath soared, crazy absorbing the power of the soul River, and also swallowing the energy and nutrients of those companions who died and burst around.
The remaining insects are particularly powerful. They are actually surrounded by all kinds of terrible visions, such as the four cracks of the Star River, the explosion of the sun star and the sinking of the universe.
They evolve to the ultimate form of the worm!
It is said that there are ten kinds of evil insects in the world, all of which have the power to kill the world. Once they are turned into a whole, it can't be guessed. They can fight dragons for food and swallow the sun and moon for nutrients.
"Hide in the dark, you are not maggots, what are you, die!" The man in the dark light shouted.
Several insects screamed wildly. They rushed to each other and devoured each other. They wanted to ascend to the highest peak and become the only one!
However, this time, the man in the dark light was extremely cold, his hands seemed transparent and offered endless great power, and the two weapons in his hands were really revived, or even revived!
Boom!
God blocks killing God, Buddha blocks killing Buddha!
The sky is falling apart, the soul River howls countless times, and time is in disorder. Ancient and modern times seem to be reversed.
Don't say that this is not the ultimate form of evil insects, even if the source of the top ten evil insects comes, it won't work. Two weapons are resurrected and kill everything.
Bang!
When several insects devoured only two ends, they exploded, and the karst cave in the rear collapsed into nothingness. There was an insect nest with rich Taoist ancestral material, and the result was still ashes.
However, the men in the dark light are also afraid. This soul river is too special. The ancestral insects cultivated here can evolve so fast.
If he hadn't killed it, could there be a real ultimate bug in a short time?
Boom!
The man in the dark light didn't stop. The two resurrected weapons were always urged, strongly pierced the front and blasted on the white crow.
"Ah..."
The white crow's wings spread and the stinging silver light was boiling, but he was badly hurt. His white feathers were flying and his body was stained with blood.
If it had not been for its special tail feather to draw special materials from the end and attract Supreme Soul light to quickly cover its body, it would probably have been blasted.
"You're forcing me!" The white crow was angry.
In the depths of the soul River, there is a terrible wave from the ultimate earth. The world is about to overturn. Strange and ominous materials are pouring in like a tide and drowning here.
"Do you want to return or not?" It drank.
At this moment, everyone knows that there is a real problem with the soul river. It is extremely irritated, but it is still trying to avoid aggravating the situation at the last minute.
"Take the zufu paper!" The man in the dark light said indifferently.
"Here you are. There are only four. They're all for you. Let's go!" The white crow gritted his teeth and said.
For a moment, several pieces of paper, which were very simple and simple, flew over and disappeared into the dark light. They were simple and ordinary, with only a jar engraved on them.
Like what? Milk cans? Because, vaguely visible, a pure and childish smiling face is accompanied there.
The man in the dark light twitched at the corners of his mouth. This kind of thing is painted on zufu paper?! That's really
However, soon, he looked serious again and thought of some legends about how happy the young man was and how sad he was in the later stage.
Perhaps, in that person's heart, only a carefree childhood is the happiest moment in his life.
Therefore, when he scratched the zufu paper, he directly left the eternal time in his heart, reposed his mood and forgot his worries.
Think of these, and then look at the zufu paper, it is not graffiti, not a work of laughter and nonsense, but extremely heavy, and the pressure is breathless.
It looks like a childish smile, but it hides great sadness, and an endless heavy breath comes to my face.
A person's loneliness, a person's journey, leaving only the last legend, which will never be seen again.
"No, you still have, take it out, at least enough!" The man in the dark light shouted.
Bai Brucea has really had enough. The man in the dark light is too strong and hateful. He is more hateful than the black dog in those years. He wants to rob everything when he sees it.
It wants to say, what's your relationship?
Fortunately, I haven't seen the dog for many years. It should be dead! White Brucea took a breath.
"Woof!" In the nothingness, a dog was approaching and sneezed wildly on the way“ Who is showing malice to me? It's so strong that I can't kill you! " The black dog galloped upright, the copper bell's big eyes were shining, and the bald tail was raised high“ Hallucinations?! " The white crow was suspicious. He always felt that something bad was going to happen. It was very ominous. However, this makes it feel a little absurd. Isn't it the biggest ominous source here? Weird! This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
A very old black dog with almost bare hair. His old eyes contain muddy tears. He carries the emperor's corpse and tries to make his bent back straight."This life... Not much, I want to ferry you back."This is its wish. How could such a powerful emperor die? It wants him to live.However, its time is running out. If you don't go to the last fight, you may never have a chance.The old wounds are hard to get rid of, coupled with the long dry blood, its decaying life has only the last short distance to go.Time, like a knife, will eventually cut off all.It is no longer supported, but it really wants to see his towering invincible return, see his soul River break, see his fist blow the four pole floating earth... The glorious years reappear.When it was on its way, something broke through the air and stood in front of it."Huh?!" The black dog stops and the pupil shrinks.A rotten hand, weak and weak, crossed the space and came to its eyes with an animal skin book."If you live, there is still hope. As long as you are still alive and have not returned to the dust, there may not be a turning point in the future. If you work hard to survive, you and I will live."There are not many words, but there is a heavy worry and care in the vicissitudes of life. There is also a reluctance to give up the world and advise the black dog not to be impulsive.This hand looks a little fat, or maybe it's puffy, gray, black and rotten. People can't bear to see what kind of disaster it has experienced and still lives tenaciously.The big black dog was in a daze when he saw the hand. Then he would show his fierce face and show his teeth, but in the end, he was only sad.In the chaos, a man without a right hand sat there weakly and sighed, "if you choose to go, I will go with you and fight the soul river. Finally, but dog, try to live."All the people in those years... Died, and there were few left. One war after another about the survival of various circles exhausted the vitality of their generation and hurt everywhere.Unimaginable pay, but now few people know.How many talents wither, leaving behind a dilapidated.The black dog's eyes are red, and the animal skin book brought by the rotten hand writes down the past years and their reluctance to give up the world. Their living is the last proof and trace left by that generation. If they die, there will be nothing, and even the trace will be completely erased.What's more, the past glory, even if it existed, will be submerged by the dust of history and forgotten by future generations."But I still want to go... Fight again. I'm not reconciled!" The black dog roared up to the sky. Although it was skinny, it held its head up.It carried the emperor's corpse, looked back at the rotten hand and the animal skin book, and took difficult steps.At the end of the soul River, in the world behind the door.After the man in the dark light urged the clock piece and bronze, he was quiet. He said that it was not the key to send out the news or to find someone to carry the black pot.What's he doing? If you want to make a big deal, threaten the soul river. If you don't give benefits, fight to the end and cripple here!At this stage, soul river seems reluctant to go to war.He asked someone to carry the pot, or pull the strong people together, trying to subdue the soldiers without war and intimidate the creatures of the soul river."The dog... The emperor, won't live long." He sighed.If the dog can find the medicine it wants, it may change many things. The fate of the deceased may be reshaped, with far-reaching and boundless impact, which may shake the foundation of ancient and modern times.He had heard about those people and things. He was one of the few people who knew the truth. When he was young, he yearned for it, and his blood was surging, aiming at that bright world.At this stage, he sighed.The white crow was speaking to him. He lowered his posture slightly and said he would give him two pieces of ancestral talisman paper to leave immediately."Are you sending beggars? I want a hundred. Can you give me two? Dead duck! "The man's eyebrows in the dark light stood up, his pupils burst into a divine light, and he was about to hit the long strip-shaped metal pieces falling off the bronze coffin.The white crow's face is gloomy. How many years have passed and several eras have passed. Where can I find a hundred pieces of Rune paper?It is estimated that there are less than 100 copies of all the samsara pits in various forms, existing, broken, buried and disappeared!"You're forcing people to fight. Where can I find you? I've shown my sincerity. Are you sure... You want to fight?!"The white crow's face was cold to the extreme, and both wings emitted dazzling white light, like a pale sun burning and releasing destructive substances."Don't you dare to talk to me again?!" The strong mess of the man in the black light is such a face-to-face threat and put it into action.The long strip-shaped bronze block in his hand spread runes to build a fuzzy copper coffin with energy, and the coffin plate was first combined.With a bang, he took the coffin board and blew over, directly patting the powerful and frightening white crow.The white crow was angry. For many years, several people dared to do this to it. Today, they were provoked again and again."Don't regard my forbearance and great events as weakness. Your master didn't know where I was when I bloody washed all walks of life!While talking, the white crow's trunk remained unchanged, still a foot long, but its wings glowed, and its feathers soared like 100000 heavenly swords.Then, all the white feathers turned into a rainbow. They were as thick as mountains. They pierced through the void and stabbed forward. They were as sharp as the spear breaking the sky.Qiang! Qiang! Qiang!The harsh sound came, and the white feathers sent out dazzling light and turned into a spear of breaking the sky. All the holes penetrated into the eyes, and the soul river was boiling and burning.Every feather turned into a spear, with an ocean of soul power, surging and surging, just like a sea of stars rising and falling, shocking!But all the feathers are blocked by the coffin board!The coffin plate made of bronze blocks, like a demon mountain, falls down to block everything, cover the world and resist 100000 dazzling flying feathers.When! When! When!The fire splashed on the avenue, the order was broken, the place was in chaos, and space and time collapsed."Dead duck, you're not in the right state!"The man in the dark light carried the coffin board, pressed it directly, stepped forward step by step, forced into the high ground in front of him and looked down at the white crow.At the tail of the white crow, a special feather glows and soars like a phoenix feather, leading to the end of the soul River and even to a certain ultimate place!At this time, its breath was different, like a big increase all at once.It said with a cold face, "don't force me. I really want to force me to appear completely. You can't imagine the consequences. If the heavens don't stain blood, I won't return!"Then it slowed down again and said, "what are you going to do?""What am I going to do?" In the dark light, the man's black hair danced, his face was white, his eyes were sharp, his heroic spirit forced people, and his strong breath soared. He said: "from the perspective, I want to wipe you out, overturn the old land of quadrupole floating earth, bury the burial pit of heaven and earth, sort out the ancient wheel circuit before the fall of the emperor, and... Forget it, I don't want to say too far."In the distance, the white crow was in a daze. Even creatures like him felt that the man in the dark light was crazy. What are you thinking?! Lost heart crazy!With a sigh, the man in the dark light was no longer so strong, a little low, and said, "at present, I just want her to survive!"He lowered his head and looked at a bleak petal, which had withered, leaving only a faint fragrance.Talk about the future, talk about the general trend, even the people around you can't keep it, and even a beauty who tries to keep up with her steps can't be protected. What qualifications do you have to talk about breaking the situation and changing the world?Thinking of these, the man in the dark light was like a mountain and forced to come forward and said, "I just want her to survive. I've said it many times. Give me another 100 pieces of zufu paper. Will you give it or not?"The negotiation... Can't continue.When you meet a madman, you will be forced to die... The white crow hates the rhythm of the crow and wants to swear.However, out of some concern, it does not want the ultimate earthquake in the depths of the soul river. Now it focuses on stillness and wants to stabilize all restless factors.It took a deep breath and said, "if you want a person to reincarnate, a piece of Rune paper is enough. What do you want to do so much?""People are gone, rotten corpses turn into dust, souls turn into light and rain, and who can use the rune paper? How can one be enough? " The man in the dark light opened his mouth and said in a low voice, "I want more. With the remaining supreme power of zufu paper, I can condense a wisp of her ghost again. Maybe I can make something out of nothing and let her come back!"The white crow's eyes are not good. The depths of his eyes are cold. The soul of those who are dead is gone. You have to mess around. What else do you want to talk about reincarnation?No wonder he wants a hundred pieces of zufu paper. He wants to have it from scratch with the help of the legendary great power. This is no longer a problem of Tao and creation, unspeakable and incomprehensible.White crows bite their teeth, which is unrealistic. Even the soul River can't provide it. The zufu paper left in those years is almost consumed. How can there be so much in the past years.Even if some unimaginable old guys from all walks of life have inventory, they may not be enough together.Besides, who will take it out?The white crow said, "you should know that we really don't have many in our hands. We didn't deal with that one and didn't want to contact him. This is from later generations and can't satisfy you.""That's really nice. Don't you deal with it? Unwilling to contact? You're hiding, aren't you? " The man in the dark light taunted.The white crow was angry. It was an unspeakable time. The soul river was isolated from the outside and fell into crisis due to some factors. Coupled with the emergence of that man, the soul river was indeed more silent.It said in a cold voice, "we all admit that the man is strong, but he is not invincible and can't fight. We have a problem with ourselves. The source of the soul river changed in that year."Its words were very cold and indifferent. He said, "it takes time for anyone to grow up. If the soul River hadn't changed, you should believe that the strength of the soul River can't block anyone!""But that man is rising. What can you do? Later, I'm still looking for you. I'm also looking for the end of the underworld, and I want to burn the quadrupole floating soil. If it's not for the more urgent reason and leave in a hurry, it's estimated that your father has long been a dead duck, and the existence behind your family has all died! ""You can be arrogant and presumptuous to me, but some existence can't tolerate your slander and humiliation. They are invincible. They really look down on the ages and sit and watch the changes of ages. Even if that person comes back, they can't calm down!""Joke, do you dare to use the special altar in the ultimate place of the soul River to burn the road, burn the ancestral Rune paper, recite the man's name, provoke the man, and see if he can come back to kill you!""Emperor level creatures are very strong, but no matter how great a person is, even if he goes against heaven and earth and messes up the long river of time, he can't change the real general trend. It's not that kind of creature hasn't appeared before the fall of the emperor. Hey, it's gorgeous, but the blood is also very beautiful. The great strong people are still... Killed!" The white crow said coldly."Don't talk nonsense. I'll just ask, do you dare to call that man back with your altar?" Said the man in the dark light."He has long disappeared. Without his news for many years, many people are looking for him, but they have failed and have long lost contact." The white crow said faintly."Well, he disappeared and disappeared. Do you dare to awaken the return of the emperor of heaven in this war? Fight again! " Said the man in the dark light."You seem to know something?" The white crow was surprised. At the same time, he was afraid and had some secrets. I'm afraid the surviving participants didn't know all of them."I also know that in those years, not only did you soul river finally start to fight, but also other monsters came out of the ancient underground mansion and climbed out of the emperor's burial pit!" The man's cold voice in the dark light."Who the hell are you? With your identity and your age, you can't touch these! " Bai Brucea is really afraid."I am one of those who send you the death knell!" The man in the dark light responded coldly."There's nothing to say. Let's fight!" The white crow said coldly.It retreated, and a special feather on its tail was as gorgeous as the plume of a Phoenix. It was no longer pure white and emitted a strange light.At the same time, it is like a nine color mother gold chain, lock it, take it, fly back, to dive into the soul river.However, it did not completely disappear, but retreated far enough and ordered: "kill him!"In fact, at the moment when it moved a little and retreated, the man in the dark light started first, and the big clock crashed in the past.The white crow was shocked by the drama and was covered with glow. He fought against it.Buzz!At the same time, in such a moment, many creatures appeared!By the soul River, it is no longer sandy land, but low karst caves. All kinds of insects swarmed out and attacked the black light.This kind of insect is very similar to the one that crawled in and out of the rotten meat of Daewoo creatures.Each insect has a finger long, cutting through the space, leaving one long tail light after another, with a strong ominous material, like ten thousand arrows firing at the same time, blasting the space!"Kill!"Big clock, cover the sky in an instant!Cover all the insects and put them in, and then the man shakes the clock!Boom!Inside, the divine particles are boiling, the Taoist ancestors' materials are surging, all the insects are crying and struggling, and each overflows endless divine energy, which is incredibly strong.But what did they encounter this time? Emperor bell!Even if it was incomplete, it was only a slap in the face, but they couldn't resist such a shock. With a bang, all the insects were broken in the end."Nine changes of insects, cocoon breaking and regeneration!"In the distance, the white crow shouted. It was controlling the swarm.Buzzing, buzzing!The void trembled and then exploded, and many more powerful insects flew out of the cave with light cocoons, which are stronger ancestors.It's not as much as just now, but it must be strong several times. They actually disturb time. They're just insects. They're entangled by time fragments.What level of creature is this? If it is known to the outside world, it must suck the cold air."Is this the initial form of a zombie that can be slaughtered?" The man whispered in the dark light.However, he didn't care. He shot again and suddenly shook the clock. The clock wave swept out like 18000 sword light, and immediately let the void explode.Not far away, the soul River also exploded, and the soul light of many strong people appeared. There they screamed and wailed. A strong soul was contained in a spray.Wheeze!Many cocoons tremble and then make a frightening sound.Now, those souls that are burning, transpiration from the soul River, turn into pure soul matter, which are taken over and absorbed by the heavy cocoon."Do you still want to break the cocoon and turn into a butterfly? Die! " The man in the dark light shouted.With a slight scold, his eyebrows glowed, and he urged the two weapons in his hand to explode in front. All kinds of cocoons were broken, wailing, and endless ancestral insects died.However, there are also individual ancestral insects attached to the immortal cave that survived, silver and frightening, not to turn the butterfly."Maggots! Not all insects can turn into butterflies, because there are maggots! It deserves to be a dirty thing nourished at the end of the soul river. " The man in the dark light mocked."Shut up!"White Brucea cold said, his eyes were frightening. The man was too desperate. How could he be a maggot? This is the initial form of the worm and is in evolution.Sure enough, there were insects that didn't die. In an instant, the breath soared, crazy absorbing the power of the soul River, and also swallowing the energy and nutrients of those companions who died and burst around.The remaining insects are particularly powerful. They are actually surrounded by all kinds of terrible visions, such as the four cracks of the Star River, the explosion of the sun star and the sinking of the universe.They evolve to the ultimate form of the worm!It is said that there are ten kinds of evil insects in the world, all of which have the power to kill the world. Once they are turned into a whole, it can't be guessed. They can fight dragons for food and swallow the sun and moon for nutrients."Hide in the dark, you are not maggots, what are you, die!" The man in the dark light shouted.Several insects screamed wildly. They rushed to each other and devoured each other. They wanted to ascend to the highest peak and become the only one!However, this time, the man in the dark light was extremely cold, his hands seemed transparent and offered endless great power, and the two weapons in his hands were really revived, or even revived!Boom!God blocks killing God, Buddha blocks killing Buddha!The sky is falling apart, the soul River howls countless times, and time is in disorder. Ancient and modern times seem to be reversed.Don't say that this is not the ultimate form of evil insects, even if the source of the top ten evil insects comes, it won't work. Two weapons are resurrected and kill everything.Bang!When several insects devoured only two ends, they exploded, and the karst cave in the rear collapsed into nothingness. There was an insect nest with rich Taoist ancestral material, and the result was still ashes.However, the men in the dark light are also afraid. This soul river is too special. The ancestral insects cultivated here can evolve so fast.If he hadn't killed it, could there be a real ultimate bug in a short time?Boom!The man in the dark light didn't stop. The two resurrected weapons were always urged, strongly pierced the front and blasted on the white crow."Ah..."The white crow's wings spread and the stinging silver light was boiling, but he was badly hurt. His white feathers were flying and his body was stained with blood.If it had not been for its special tail feather to draw special materials from the end and attract Supreme Soul light to quickly cover its body, it would probably have been blasted."You're forcing me!" The white crow was angry.In the depths of the soul River, there is a terrible wave from the ultimate earth. The world is about to overturn. Strange and ominous materials are pouring in like a tide and drowning here."Do you want to return or not?" It drank.At this moment, everyone knows that there is a real problem with the soul river. It is extremely irritated, but it is still trying to avoid aggravating the situation at the last minute."Take the zufu paper!" The man in the dark light said indifferently."Here you are. There are only four. They're all for you. Let's go!" The white crow gritted his teeth and said.For a moment, several pieces of paper, which were very simple and simple, flew over and disappeared into the dark light. They were simple and ordinary, with only a jar engraved on them.Like what? Milk cans? Because, vaguely visible, a pure and childish smiling face is accompanied there.The man in the dark light twitched at the corners of his mouth. This kind of thing is painted on zufu paper?! That's reallyHowever, soon, he looked serious again and thought of some legends about how happy the young man was and how sad he was in the later stage.Perhaps, in that person's heart, only a carefree childhood is the happiest moment in his life.Therefore, when he scratched the zufu paper, he directly left the eternal time in his heart, reposed his mood and forgot his worries.Think of these, and then look at the zufu paper, it is not graffiti, not a work of laughter and nonsense, but extremely heavy, and the pressure is breathless.It looks like a childish smile, but it hides great sadness, and an endless heavy breath comes to my face.A person's loneliness, a person's journey, leaving only the last legend, which will never be seen again."No, you still have, take it out, at least enough!" The man in the dark light shouted.Bai Brucea has really had enough. The man in the dark light is too strong and hateful. He is more hateful than the black dog in those years. He wants to rob everything when he sees it.It wants to say, what's your relationship?Fortunately, I haven't seen the dog for many years. It should be dead! White Brucea took a breath."Woof!" In the nothingness, a dog was approaching and sneezed wildly on the way Who is showing malice to me? It's so strong that I can't kill you! " The black dog galloped upright, the copper bell's big eyes were shining, and the bald tail was raised high Hallucinations?! " The white crow was suspicious. He always felt that something bad was going to happen. It was very ominous. However, this makes it feel a little absurd. Isn't it the biggest ominous source here? Weird! This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
