Chapter 186 185. Fujun, come to meet for thousands of miles (8.0k words-thanks to the book friend "Eight Rings loves reading")
A wisp of underworld energy curled into the sky from the deep mountains in the restricted area for the living, like a black smoke rising from the city of the dead.
Song Yan clearly felt that the sky was still for a moment, and the earth suddenly became peaceful for a moment. The next moment, sand and rocks were flying as if in stress. After half a stick of incense, the sound of running ferocious beasts became louder and louder in the distance. .
The ground was trembling, and the mountains were shaking.
Song Yan Shengkong floated on the cover.
Although the array has been stacked hundreds of ways, it is not a special formation method. It is easy to block ordinary monks, but the monks in Zifu can't stop it. Each time can only bear the number of monks in Zifu. But there is no way, because the line of lines can not be deduced. What array you can send is completely in what array you have, or what array you have learned.
In the epic and majestic picture of heaven and earth, all kinds of dust are like a raging tide of earthy yellow, and thick mud walls are beating and overturning from a distance.
Song Yan saw the surrounding surroundings, and immediately launching the "Freedom of the Demon of the Sky".
The immortal in white clothes is sitting in the fog, his eyes are empty and his face is blurry. At this time, three of the four arms are hidden, and the exposed arm is holding a sword lightly.
Looking from a distance, no one can see the three arms covered by the mist, and no one can see the evil in them. This is completely the ethereal immortal in the clouds.
Song Yan was hanging on his knees on the cover. As soon as he moved, the white fairy formed by the thoughts flew out, and he sworded to kill the beasts rushed by the Quartet.
The consumption of "Zifu Yuan Quezhu" is too much of the soul; "one step in the sky" needs to be up to all their spirit, which is usually used to determine, not this long -term consumption; "The fabrication of the breath, the means of hidden atmosphere is used for one -to -one, which is not suitable for this occasion.
Therefore, the sword is the only one at this time.
Wow!
The flying sword in the hand of the white-clothed immortal slashed through a big arc of the moon.
The earthen beast rushing in the front was just dodging, but felt a painful soul, and the eyes were dark, and the different sword qi attached to the body. These were the insights of the kendo before Song Yan. And those sword qi, which is combined by the blood of the Xuanjian Sutra and the blood of the palace, have been combined into his destiny secrets, and they attacked together from the two parts of the body to help him kill the enemy.
brush! Intersection
Earth beasts, blood sprinkled, soul broken.
White fairy blood did not stick to clothes, his palms were clean, and the clouds continued to fluttering lightly, killing them around.
One day later, the first batch of nearby beasts were all beheaded, and there were only a few scattered earth beasts in the remaining area.
Song Yan put away the secret technique of his life, hurriedly took some mysterious jade, quickly absorbed the mysterious energy to replenish it, then put away the earth beast's corpse, came to the underworld tree, closed the underworld sacrifice array, paused to attract the earth beast, and then put the body Just like before, they were all thrown into the sacrificial array.
The sound of "glory" suddenly came in the formation.
The earth beasts began to melt like snow when it meets the sun.
Song Yan sat cross-legged and began to absorb the life energy together with the sapling.
After a few days, one person and one tree absorbed all these earth beasts.
Song Yan felt that the original dry tree was slightly plump, and the emotions of the prefectures exuded on it increased slightly, and the itching of his eyes increased.
This amount is countless times more than when he went out hunting on his own initiative!
Song Yan rubbed his eyes and scanned his surroundings with his consciousness.
The qi of the groundflower quickly found the nearby bone attachment, which ushered in the sporadic beasts for killing. After hitting the gas of those prefectures to thin enough, the beasts left again. Began to patrol around and wander aimlessly. If it is wandering for a while, I have not felt the gas of the land, so that the beasts will lie down on the spot, and then quickly turn into a giant rock, a mound, or even a small hill. Part of the part.
In the process, Dongyu City in the distance was wiped out by the beast, and the city walls were all overwhelmed. A district house was set up as a dust. People have already fallen on the spot.
This land has completely become a battlefield for natural disaster beasts and underworld energy
Ironically, the victims of Cangsheng did not die in the hands of the prefecture, but the natural catastic beasts.
Song Yan only realized that the world was really wonderful. This world was launched by self -rescue; but the natural catastrophe has become the biggest disaster for killing the life; But in fact, there were many people who moved westward.
Which one is right or which one is wrong is really meaningless!
He continued to observe.
A few days later, he did not find "any traces of active planning by the natural disaster earth beasts", and then he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Before he took the initiative to release the earth's spirit, it was actually a test.
Explore the natural disaster beast.
If the natural disaster earth beast has intelligence, then even if he closes the underworld sacrifice array, then the natural disaster earth beast will most likely organize more forces to search here.
But not.
As for the natural disaster earth beast deliberately not coming in order to paralyze him, it is pure nonsense. The scene before him can actually prove that "the natural disaster earth beast, at least the natural disaster earth beast at the Jianggong Zifu level, is completely moved by smell." , don’t care about the rest at all.”
Second, explore the person who coveted the Mingshu that day.
The more he cultivated the underworld tree, the more extraordinary he became aware of this mysterious little tree.
The energy of the underworld slowly seeps out from the ground, but this mysterious little tree can produce the energy of the underworld on its own, and as it grows larger and swallows more lives, it produces more and more energy of the underworld.
If he hadn't refined the little tree while it was still a sapling, it would probably not be that easy to refine it again now.
But this opportunity of the underworld tree was not discovered by him first, but by another existence.
The existence must continue to find the trace of the trees in the surrounding area. After all, such a big chance, it is impossible to say that you give up and give up.
Song Yan could feel that the existence of that person was unlikely to reach the Divine Infant, at least that person's spiritual consciousness was suppressed by him, and those who could understand the secrets of the ancient tomb were either heavenly demons or related to the ancient Dragon Tomb clan.
Therefore, he opened the Yinfu to sacrifice the formation and distribute the spirit of the prefecture, not only to attract the natural catastic beasts, test the natural disaster beasts, but also turns into a bait. He tried to catch the secret puppet, cut the grass to remove the roots, and the trouble after extinction.
But many days have passed, and the other party has not moved at all.
Song Yan was not a lucky person. At this time, he thought: ‘Did n’t you find it yet, it’ s a few times in a short time in a short time. ‘
A few days later.
The darkness of the dark land rose from the deep mountains again.
The surrounding earth beasts suddenly turned their heads and rushed towards him crazily.
In the center of that center, the fairy in white rose with a sword, and it was another killing.
More than a month later.
Two months later
On this day, Song Yan once again worked with Ming Shu to digest a new batch of earth beasts.
The continuous drawing of life energy makes the underworld seedlings produce a root. The roots are very long. For example, the sea demon tactile tactile ignorance of the mud stones is hard, and it spreads directly down, and at the same time, it starts to take the initiative to draw the energy of the earth.
With a thought in his mind, Song Yan looked at the underworld tree and said silently: 'Invest one day of longevity and visualize this tree. ’
[You thought of ‘Po Xu Shahua’, what happened without something]
‘Po Xu Shahua? ‘
Song Yan immediately knew the name of this mysterious little tree, but after thinking about it for a while, he felt that the unknown meaning of "Posu Shahua" was not as easy to pronounce as Mingshu, so he said: "Let's call you Mingshu."< br>
He thought about it slightly, waved his palms, and took out the ancient Zifu bodies who killed the monk from the storage bag, and said in silence: ' 》 "The Secret of Corpse" is the goal, refining the corpse of the prefecture. ‘
[One year later, nothing has happened, but your understanding of "The Secret Art of Corpse Refining by Underworld Corpses" has slightly deepened]
[After two years, you have made no progress]
[Three years later, you still have no progress]
Song Yan stopped temporarily.
He had a hundred years of peace of mind in the ancestral land of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, so he had accumulated a lot of lifespan, but he would not waste it carelessly.
And this time of enlightenment made him know one thing: the corpses of the ancient Zifu realm and the energy of the underworld were indeed the materials needed to refine the underworld zombies, but they were not enough.
He thought about it slightly, and he was not allowed, so he temporarily set aside it, and turned to look at the earthen beast corpses that disappeared in the offerings, thinking about another problem.
Obviously, the life energy that the earth beasts at Jianggong level can provide is very, very little, or the energy efficiency that he and Mingshu can draw from low-level life is extremely low.
If you want to go further, you have to sacrifice with a stronger life.
Song Yan suddenly thought of the Demon Mother Su Yao. The Demon Mother Su Yao had planned it for thousands of years. She was even willing to spend a lot of time to trick many monks into practicing the "Demon Infant Sutra" and made up "The Demon Infant can replace the Divine Infant, which can be more stable." The lie of "entering the divine infant realm" is to sacrifice oneself in order to obtain a higher-level life.
The number of sacrifices is required, but the quality is even more important.
If not, the Nine Sons Demon Mother would have arrived long ago.
His current fishing method of devouring the natural disaster beast seems to be vigorous, but if there is no stronger existence among the natural disaster beasts, then his progress is actually not as good as the Nine Sons Demon Mother.
Of course, the Nine Sons Demon Mother doesn't have his Nether Tree either.
Song Yan silently analyzed.
At this time, he watched the underworld tree take root in the mountain, absorbing life energy from the earth, and scanned the distance with his spiritual consciousness.
The mountains are empty, many places have long been ruined, and there are no birds and beasts. Only a ray of thin land is lingering. It is scattered in the gathering, and black is diluted infinitely, turning into a sorrowful gray, like haze.
Compared to the vast world, the spirit of these prefectures is really ridiculous. However, Song Yan noticed that the gas of these prefectures was increasing, and the place where exudate was no longer limited to the original ancient tombs, but more borders.
If there is one day, the gas of these prefectures exudes underground in a bustling town inland, and the consequences are completely unimaginable.
That day, it can be said that the beginning of the real end.
The monk can still struggle one or two, and mortals are just like cutting boards and fish, and they have nowhere to escape.
Heaven and earth are so ruthless.
Song Yan secretly sighed.
However, he was not so worried at this time.
What he was worried about was why the "Netherworld Tree Coveterer" hadn't made any move yet?
This is unreasonable.
Dead?
Not likely.
Song Yan's eyes flickered.
He is always willing to use the worst-case scenario to predict opponents or potential crises, and he will immediately put his ideas into action without any "should be impossible", "should be fine", or "can't be such a coincidence" , "overthinking" and other fluke thoughts.
He will take the trouble to make up for a certain bad possibility, even if the consequences have not yet occurred, or others have not noticed yet, he is willing to do it.
‘If the other party is still alive and see the gas of the prefecture here again, but does n’t come here, what will he do? ‘
‘I destroyed all the earth beasts by myself, and my consciousness surpassed his that day, will he feel that he is probably no match for me? ’
'Then he needs help. ’
‘If he still has helpers, he can’t stay here for long. ’
A strong sense of vigilance emerged from Song Yan's heart.
"It's time to move."
Song Yan stood up, raised his hand, quickly put away the "Underworld Sacrifice Array" flag, put it into his storage bag, then took the Mingshu out of the rock and put it in his arms temporarily.
That must be like the cold iron that has been frozen in Bingyuan for a century. As soon as he arrived in Song Yan's arms, he was entangled, as if a distorted big hand hugged the master tightly.
Of course, if Song Yan was not its owner, then with just a hug, all the roots would have penetrated into his body and began to use him as fertilizer to thrive.
Feeling the "naughty" of Mingshu, Song Yan touched the branch that had not given birth to the branch, and then raised his hand to remove the formation method.
The underworld energy in the underworld sacrifice array was out of control and completely leaked out. This was the underworld energy generated by Mingshu for more than two years, and now it will all dissipate.
Song Yan felt a little pity, but there was nothing he could do about it. And if the underworld tree can grow further, then maybe the amount of underworld energy in the past two years can be born in one month.
Finally, I glanced at this cave, Song Yan raised his hand, and threw a few flying bird shadows from the void.
The birds dispersed and landed on various places on the mountain, waiting for further observation. And he hid his aura, turned into a rapid escaping light in the low altitude, and went away.
Huh ~~
Boom!
Song Yan galloped, and when he passed by Dongyu City, he found that the prosperous city last year had long been in ruins.
He continued to north, along the edge of the barren land, approaching the distant ice mirror wasteland. This land belongs to the increasingly shrinking ancient family. Relatively speaking, he will not encounter harassment of other people, and there will be less accidents.
This is geopolitical advantage.
On this way, where Song Yan arrived was windy and heavy rain, and the earth trembled. Whenever the surrounding surrounding surroundings, the natural catastrophe would be attracted by him quickly and chased him to him.
Fortunately, there are natural catastrophe everywhere, and it may not be conspicuous.
More than a month later.
Song Yan's eyes settled in a small county, the county is on the green mountains, and there are people in the county, and there is a chaos.
Faintly, he could hear the sounds of fighting, while shouting: "This is the food of my clan. Your superiors have friendship with my master. How dare you come here and shout about opening a warehouse to save people? If you want food, bring money." Buy! Let me tell you, the price of food has increased, so you need to pay twice as much!”
The other side sneered: "Times have changed, this is the order of the immortal."
The man said: "The Immortal still cares about this? Do you really think that the Zhao family is scared? Be careful, I will sue you for pulling the skin of a tiger and using the Immortal's name indiscriminately."
Before he finished speaking, he heard a sharp clang, the long sword had already been unsheathed, and the person who came to open the cabin raised his voice: "I have prepared all the orders from the king and the king, but if I don't open the granary, I am really looking for death!" Immediately afterwards, there was a series of words. The sound of drawing a sword was followed by the sound of fighting, wailing, roaring, and roaring
Some people danced, some flew out of their heads, some people cried, and some fled. Some people praised the drummers, the general of Linlin, and all beings.
Suddenly, the fighting scene seemed to have been pressed on the pause button. Everyone stopped and stared blankly at the black clouds that covered the sky in the distance. Even though the roaring hurricane is still in the distance, one can already glimpse the grand landscape like a dragon sucking water, and every step of the rumbling natural disaster beast is like stepping on the human heart, making people feel cold all over the body and the liver and gallbladder are split.
At this moment, no one continued to fight. Everyone looked at the sky in the distance in horror, waiting for the doomsday to come.
On the street, there was a woman holding a baby. The baby was holding a candied haws in her hand. Seeing the scene of black clouds looming over the city, the baby was so frightened that she cried loudly. When her hand shook, the candied haws slipped down. Just as he was about to land, a soft gust of wind suddenly came and put the roll of candied haws into the baby's hands.
Song Yan withdrew his consciousness, suddenly turned around, and headed east.
Obviously, his previous orders touched the interests of some wealthy, which was the degree of the sword. Everything that happened in this small county is just a microcosm on the vast territory.
It is really ‘even though the era of dark natural disasters has arrived, but the price of a pound of food is not cheap, even a copper board’.
It can't be said that who is right and who is wrong, but the environment where everyone is located is different, and they are naturally different.
Song Yan avoided Kaixian County, and after a few days, he came to an ancient wooden forest.
As soon as they entered the forest, the noise of the distant beasts chasing them suddenly became quieter.
Song Yan frowned slightly, but before he responded, he suddenly felt that he had power fluctuations under his feet, and he was swept quickly, but he saw a big green hand with a huge power and grabbing him in his direction.
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His arrival seemed to activate this ancient forest in advance.
Without any hesitation, the white fairy behind Song Yan immediately showed up, and he waved his sword, and his sword was vertical and horizontal.
But the big hand completely ignored the sword energy, crushed the sword energy with five fingers, and captured Song Yan in the palm of his hand.
Song Yan Shen was swept away, but saw the mountains in the ancient wood forest. A tree man with nearly a hundred feet opened his eyes, his eyes were turbid and there was no consciousness.
And the big hand that grabbed him was completely formed by the roots. It was knotty and the brown bark was far better than the heavy armor of the magic weapon. The rich woody energy that shuttled back and forth was perfectly integrated with the roots. When his five fingers clenched, Song Yan felt that the surrounding world was pressing towards him, wanting to crush him!
Song Yan has seen this kind of power and can distinguish it.
This is the power of the divine infant realm
And this tree man is
‘Trees in the Cast China Beast! ‘
‘And is the tree man in the early realm of God! ‘
Song Yanzao used his family's power to do a lot of research on natural disaster beasts.
The five elements of natural disaster beasts each have their own characteristics. The earth beasts are numerous, while the wood beasts are famous for their strange methods.
Sure enough, Song Yan saw that the green hand that was holding him began to emit dark green aura, and the billowing poisonous gas gradually rose.
He did not dare to test the strength of the poisonous gas with his body. He raised his left arm, and eight white holes crystal jade gloves were running crazy. The palm of his palm held the fingers of the god baby tree, and suddenly he suddenly stunned.
Click!
Finger break.
Song Yan turned into a escaping light and flew out.
It has to be said that the natural disaster beast tree people in the first stage of the Divine Infant are much stronger than the ancient people in the early stage of the Divine Infant. Even the ancient Dragon Tomb people are still a little behind.
The finger that Song Yan had broken off suddenly rebounded, and countless buds intertwined with each other and quickly recovered.
At this moment, Song Yan was already thousands of feet away.
Of course, a black light broke the soil abruptly, and he wrapped his ankle again, dragging him down, and smashed the ground with a sound of "嘭".
Countless trees came from the surroundings.
Countless vines swam over and over like a tide of snakes, trying to drown him.
However, when the smoke spread, the vine rushed.
The people below are gone!
In a cave not far from here, Song Yan suddenly appeared, quickly inserted the flags of the underworld sacrifice array, and then hurriedly threw the underworld tree into it.
As the underworld energy disappeared, he felt that the movement of the tree man outside the cave had obviously calmed down.
Song Yanchang breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself: 'Fortunately, the natural disaster beast has no mind and can only move according to the energy of the underworld. Otherwise, I would probably have to fight with all my strength today. ’
He is good at all kinds of escape techniques, and can cooperate with the "Xiaoyao Sutra" to escape through thoughts, so the moment he touches the earth, he instantly escapes from the earth. Now he quickly arranged various formations, then sat cross-legged next to the underworld tree, closed his eyes to rest and recover quickly.
Slowly, the terrifying forest became quiet.
Song Yanshen swept through the underworld.
He could feel the roots of this small tree beginning to take root here again, and then began to quietly absorb the life energy of this land in an extremely secretive way.
The speed is not fast, but every moment is drawn.
Song Yan touched in the storage bag, found the wine bought by a altar before a altar, filmed the Kaifeng mud, gave himself a bite, and then leaned against the stone wall comfortably. The man of the god of gods secretly said: "If you can sacrifice it, it must be excellent, whether it is to me or to the underworld. ‘
With such a movement, he resumed the battle just now, thinking about how to break the situation.
In the early morning of the next day, morning light shot from the cave, accompanied by an ancient forest atmosphere.
Outside the cave, the thin fog was mixed with golden light, and the sound of Huohuo's flying wings can be heard vaguely, and the insects in the ground can be lowered.
Song Yan stretched his arms, looked at the Mingshu, and was about to do something. Suddenly his pupils tightened, his mind moved, and he looked into the distance.
At this time
East Town South.
The mountains were almost flattened, but the earth beasts also dispersed and turned into new mountains, scattered everywhere.
In addition to the former site of Song Yanming, a mountain road far from being called the road is walking three figures.
Two women and one man.
The middle woman's legs were slender, and the apricot eyes had a bit of indifference in her eyes, and she seemed to shrush a layer of mysterious mist before the eyelashes.
His height was long, and he wrapped the proud carcass in a dark ink -colored sword robe, and his wide double sleeves fluttered with the wind, and the long sword was attached to the back.
As he moved around, the sword tassels and the ponytail swayed, while his figure was like a reflection in the water, extremely ethereal.
This woman is actually the demon mother Su Yao!
The woman on the left side was mechanically stiff, her eyes blinked, her head motionless, her cheeks smeared two red and gorgeous rouge powder, and it looked strange.
The man on the right side of her was clever, looking at the right like a monkey.
The monkey -like man was respecting the demon mother Su Yao at this time: "It's here! The Papa Susha Hua was obviously what I saw, but just because of looking around, so he was late for some time. However, he was grabbed by that cricket.
Neither the Demon Mother Su Yao nor the stiff woman responded.
The monkey-like man continued: "Those who could find the ancient tomb at that time were most likely also demons. You said that everyone is a demon, and they all came here to swallow more lives and become stronger. Why bother? ”
The stiff woman suddenly said: "If it is really Posu Shahua, you can't save it."
Monkey -like man said: "I didn't want to keep it, but I just wanted to use this young Polyus Shawa to do something."
The stiff woman said: "What's the matter?"
The monkey-like man smiled and said: "The secret realm of Tianzun."
The stiff woman stunned and asked, "When did you come?"
Monkey -like man said: "It was here in ancient times, but it was unlucky, and he had not been able to swallow good goods. Later, he finally swallowed it, and he was beaten by Tianzun. "
The stiff woman laughed mechanically, making a "giggling" sound of the collapse of the gear. At the end, I said, "Tianzun really hit you, you should have become evil thoughts and return to the sea of suffering."
Monkey -like man said: "It was really guessed by you. Tianzun hit me more than one, but played a group. Tianzun deserves to be the strongest in the world in the world.
He was beaten by him, otherwise I didn't know the place he buried, nor could he find the secret situation that day.
However, if you want to enter the secret realm of Tianzun, you must use the underworld energy of Whirlpool Shahua to lure away the guards, otherwise you will have to fight head-on."
He said nothing more and just shook his head. Obviously such an approach was unacceptable.
The stiff woman nodded and agreed.
The strongest man of an era, his secret realm is also his graveyard, how can it be simple?
The three left for a while.
The monkey-like man couldn't seem to rest for a moment, and now he said: "Speaking of which, I recently heard that another Heavenly Lord has emerged from the ancient tribe, saying that he is called the Wuxiang Heavenly Lord, and that he is the reincarnation of the Heavenly Lord in this life. It's really ridiculous. .”
He said it was ridiculous, but his eyes were not funny at all. Instead, they were filled with a kind of cold hatred.
The stiff woman said: "Fake."
The monkey-like man said: "I know."
At this time, the three of them had arrived at a completely collapsed ruins and stopped.
The stiff woman said: "The man ran away."
The monkey-like man looked speechless and complained: "Is this bitch too vigilant? Just leave as soon as you say it? I didn't reveal the slightest breath."
The stiff woman looked towards the center and asked respectfully: "Mother, what should we do?"
The demon mother Su Yao did not answer, but stopped suddenly, her eyes fell on a shadow crow in the distant place.
She looked at the crow shadow.
The crow shadow puppet wanted to lower its head, but it was too late.
The Demon Mother Su Yao appeared on the finger where the shadow puppet crow was in an instant. She picked up the crow with her finger and made the shadow puppet's claws clasp her green and tender fingertips.
Monkey -like men came quickly.
The monkey-like man stared at the crow and said with a smile: "Hey, that bitch is still staring at us? The Demon Mother."
Without the words, he stopped abruptly.
Because he saw a bit of unbelievable charm on his face.
Therefore, he shut up, because he suddenly realized that the Jiuzi Mother was likely to know the dogs in his mouth.
The demon mother Su Yao looked at the shadow crow and laughed: "I just say how this slippery feeling is so familiar. "Forever"
Suddenly, she seemed to realize something, and whispered: "Don't want to slip, you are slipping now, I immediately shot!"
The crow Song Yan said: "Congratulations to Yao'er, I can be happy for you in the end. I am really happy for you."
The demon mother Su Yao smiled "Goose Goose", the more smiling the cheeks, the more red, and she stared at the crow's eyes affectionately, as if she saw Song Yan of the other side across the distant space.
"The happiest thing is that I was able to meet my husband so quickly after my true body came. How do you put this in human terms? Is there anything?"
She fell into thought and turned to look at the two followers.
The stiff woman shook her head repeatedly.
Monkey -like man said: "Come and meet thousands of miles!"
Demon Mother Su Yao nodded and said: "That's right. My husband and I are destined to meet each other thousands of miles away. After all, we are not a family, and we will not enter the same house."
Her eyes were full of autumn water, her red lips were slightly parted, and she asked: "Husband, where are you?"
Crow Song Yan said: "I miss you, I miss the place where we first met, hey. Do you still remember the good times in the mountains?"
A black shadow of shackles suddenly appeared from the fingertips of Demon Mother Su Yao. She smiled like a flower and said more gently: "Remember."
The black shadow swished towards the remaining thought in the crow shadow puppet.
The thoughts burst out instantly.
But the dark shadow was only locked, and the second lock quickly followed the idea of the thought of thought!
Song Yanren was in the cave, but he saw a horrible shackles falling in the air and grabbed him.
A long -lost hack was born from the bottom of my heart.
However, he reacted quickly, and the King's Furnace, Rosary, and his Ghost Mother's Shackles were pushed forward.
boom! !
Song Yan only felt dizzy, staggered a few steps back, and suddenly sat on the cold stone wall behind the underworld, cold sweat.
However, he also repelled the Nine Sons Demon Mother's volley in time.
Song Yan pant with a big mouth, his pupils shrank slightly, and murmured: "It is really a complete sacrifice. If the monk class is equivalent to the god baby, then it is already a god baby. What should I do? Do? "
He gritted his teeth suddenly, and looked in the darkness in a glamorous look.
And at this moment, he suddenly saw a small and cold little root climbing out of the soil slowly, like a small finger "on the ground" Bora Polla ", and did not stop until his fingers. Then he rubbed his palms well, as if feeling his frustration, so as to comfort him.
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