Slowly, as the night weaves, a chapter gradually becomes complete, forming as if it were an illusion. It is even more frightening to look at this strange chapter. It seems that …
You can see the ugliness of the world and the destruction of your father, but you are careless, reckless, cruel and tyrannical, and so on, and gradually emerge from betrayal, killing and cruelty … one by one, it seems to be true, and one by one, it becomes a story …
"Hey, hey, this is my original sin of walking in the world of mortals for three thousand people, and then I collected my guilt and resentment to prepare for the last step, but …"
The black-robed man is slightly distressed at night, throwing a lot of savings into the altar. "I want this sniper to kill his blood and practice my road. I want to get a lot of gains, right?"
"Shout …" Ghost night heaved a sigh of relief. Although he seems to easily want to hide the gap between a statue of king and plot against him without being detected, even his energy consumption of this statue of God king’s vertex series figure is beyond imagination. "And … finally this thing"
Sitting in the middle of the altar, the black robe seems to be the source of evil wind and howling. The corners of the mouth of Shura purgatory draw an ugly smile and take out a piece. This is a road. When evil wind appears all over the sky, it seems that there is a tendency to be suppressed and slowly solidified …
"It is worthy of being known as the strongest Taoist canon wheel, even if it is only one of them, it contains great power!"
The black man secretly praised this as the purest sin and resentment, and the slightest resistance was directly suppressed.
Seeing that there is a deep and remote black dagger in the hands of the black man at this time, the causal curse light flow is obviously not everything.
"set!"
The altar appeared like five poisonous snakes, and slowly climbed the wheel through the dark fog, which enveloped the wheel through a strange and inexplicable force. A baby’s embrace wheel through the dark fog appeared, and the black fog poured in and condensed rapidly, which seemed to be solidified into substance.
Unfortunately, as the baby reaches the last step, no matter how much black fog it swallows, it just can’t really take shape and get stuck directly.
However, the black-robed man was in no hurry at night. He cut his wrist, filled with rich divinity and great power, and the blood slowly flowed into the baby’s mouth, and then he waited quietly without moving.
Light looked at many gods king cast a busy projection was one by one while distracting refining the list of gods a statue of god, until the list of gods refining into the last head finally show filar silk smile "hey! Refining this almost universal treasure consumes fate and merits. I’d like to see how you can stop me from killing without the protection of merits and virtues! "
When the list of gods was formed, it seemed to break through some kind of blockade, and the baby’s heartbeat and blood flow were instantaneous. Everything was like ordinary people, and although it was still a baby form, Yuan Heng could still be observed from it.
At this time, the altar is full of black awns and black tadpoles, and the lines are densely distributed all over the hill, which is creepy.
Such an opportunity comes once in a blue moon!
It is the first time that the sage leader’s merits and virtues are profound and yellow, and there is no way to invade the general fate failure like this one.
Deep in the dark night, the dark dagger flies, and a finger points at one end of the dagger handle and slowly presses it to the center of the baby’s heart!
The edge of terror seems to stimulate the baby to cry bitterly, which makes people feel unbearable.
It’s a pity that the eyes are cold at night, as if to do everything possible to press a little bit against the heart …
At this moment, the baby seems to have a faint yellow luster, which seems to suppress everything and can stop the dagger without any invasion.
"It’s a pity that even the ordinary sages are inferior to this, such as being able to stop me from spending a lot of effort to prepare for the lore?" to be continued
Chapter two hundred and fifty-three The wind blows
"It’s time for the world to see if the King of God has equal power!"
As the mind moves in the dark night, it hangs in the air like a black tadpole, and the Taoist text follows some mysterious laws in an instant, forming a funnel-like shape and forming an inexplicable force to let the dagger slowly break through the yellow light and fall …
"The curse of causality goes along the silk thread of causality. Once the dagger pierces the heart, the other party may be lucky. Hahahaha, let me climb to the top with the blood of the ghost king. Hahahaha …"
His eyes are red with excitement at night. This is his big chance!
This is the end of this world, and it will be suppressed. Even if the extinct black dragon is born in the future, it is impossible to ignore his achievements. The achievements of the gods list are enough to make him stand with the extinct black dragon!
Cut!
A kind of harsh, sharp, broken sound, and the yellow light breaks at once, leaving no bits and pieces …
Whoo!
A ray of golden yellow, which is different from Xuan Huang’s merits, is full of a burst of divine glory, which is more aggressive!
This world can plot against Yuan Heng and has not been discovered. The characters are not in a pair of holes along the silk thread of cause and effect. They are printed in the heart of the night …
"It’s not easy to be discovered!"
God’s heart beats violently at night, and the death crisis will cover his eyes with a malicious color "block!" Cause and effect transformation, give me a disaster! "
Instantly enveloped the whole hill, like a funnel, the Taoist text rushed into the black dagger and put a spell on Guanghua to kill everything. It’s a pity that all the breath swarmed in the dagger …
"Beat the whip!"
Inexplicably, a whip appeared in the eyes of the night, with eleven sections and nine inches, emitting a shocking and shattered spirit. Facing this whip at night is like facing natural enemies, and the name of this whip automatically comes to mind-beating the whip!
Moo!
The level of Daowen is high or low, which is like the sacred text of the innate road in the wild. This is almost a road. It is naturally impossible for this black-robed man to evolve Daowen at night. Even the completion is not a special magical power, but it is specially prepared.
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