In the world, in the sea of ​​thoughts, meteors sprint like lightning, penetrating the sea boundaries of thousands of miles.

"It's here, it's finally here!"

The world has its own limits, and the endless waves seem boundless, but in fact there is always an end. With a cheer full of surprise, the heavy color in the sky hits its eyes, and the lead-gray earth suddenly appears in front of everyone.

"Land, haha! It's indeed land, land!"

Lin Wanrong smiled to the sky, and a strange red color appeared on his face that was almost similar to the earth, and he felt inexplicably moved.

"Don't blame me, my clan is as close to the soil as the Tu clan clan. After staying at sea for so long, I smelled the breath of the earth and became really close, lost my composure, and lost my composure."

After witnessing the yellow sky silver wave for more than a year, no one felt tired of it. At this time, seeing a completely different scenery, seeing the heavy land, and seeing the twenty-eight stars vaguely visible in the distance, everyone felt open and suddenly opened up in their hearts.

The Great Elder of the Shining smiled and said, "I never thought before that I would be so happy in this life because of the earth's aura. It would be a surprise to have this feeling. This time, Brother Lin is the most rewarding person, and I should thank him."

The man in Qing had a rare echo of the wellhead and said, "The same is true for me."

Lan Ping'er smiled slightly and said, "I assert that there will be more surprises in the future."

The seaside is different from other places. The closer you get to the shore, the more violent the waves are, the hurricane is sweeping from land, and the resistance is extraordinary. Even if a few people are powerful, they must not help but change their color. But at this time, the four people who have seen enough peace have long been tired of it and are eager to bathe in a few storms, even if they consume their mana.

The wind was so swaying, and the waves became cuteer than usual. Faced with the wind that was rushing towards me, Lin Wanrong said happily: "Brother Dao praised me. If it weren't for the noble girl who helped me with the purple smoke furnace, I wouldn't have found the right direction so quickly."

Lan Ping'er held a small incense burner in his hand, and one of the three incenses was burning. The misty smoke exuded a faint fragrance. It made people feel refreshed and refreshed when they smelled it.

The Shining Elder's eyes flashed slightly and said, "I heard of this treasure in the past, but when I saw it today, I really do not disappoint my reputation. Can the noble girl say what are the other two incense sticks used?"

Lan Ping'er smiled lazily and opened her red lips and said, "The three fragrances of heaven, earth and man are the three fragrances of the earth. I can only activate the fragrance of the earth. You have seen the fragrance of the earth. The fragrance of the human fragrance is related to my skills, so it is not convenient to explain it in detail to you."

The soft and soft whisper contains peace and firmness, but because it involves martial arts, others don’t have to say much. In addition, the closer they are to the shore, the calmer Lan Pinger’s face is. Even the laziness is suppressed, as if the world is in my hands, and the universe can be roamed.

The waves were surging under her feet, and a few yellow lights shone at the top, revealing the violent power buried deep in the sea, just like the expression of the noble lady Miaoyin at this time.

"It's really my taker's liberty to involve martial arts."

He clasped his fists and said softly, and the Shining Elder's eyes turned to the distance and said, "I have been dedicated to the ghost path for my whole life, and I can't travel here freely. This flying boat is not bad, it can resist billions of residual spirits."

When he said this, a little flashed deep in his eyes, as if he condensed millions of evil ghosts into one point, and could not compare with the Red River Styx.

When talking about the flying boat, Lin Wanrong looked a little sighing, and a scarlet red appeared in his eyes that was exactly the same as the Great Elder, and he flashed away.

"The treasure of the Tu clan tribe is known to be transformed from the bones of the elders in the clan. How could you be afraid of mere thoughts? The Miaoyin Sect has a deep foundation, and even it can be found."

Everyone knows that Miaoyin Sect is deeply rooted, and Lin Wanrong does not need to deliberately emphasize: Miaoyin’s noble lady is just an ordinary cultivator, but she has such a treasure. Her strength is really as she shows? Unconsciously, the two great monks looked at each other, then smiled, as if nothing had happened. Only Tianlang’s blue-yi’s expression remained unchanged, and his cold eyes looked at the white wisp between Lan Ping’er’s neck, and a trace of obsession flashed through him.

There was also a scarlet color in his eyes, but for some reason the three of them were unaware of it, and they did not show any strangeness when they looked at each other.

Lan Ping'er did not react to Lin Wanrong's words, urged the flying boat to rush to land, waved his hand to put him in his arms, and said with a smile: "My cultivation is limited, and there is no longer any worries about landing. Can you please fly by yourself?"

The three of them had no objection to the matter for granted, and they used their own methods to form the left and right. The Shining Elder turned into a ghost cloud, and the Tianlang monk raised his hand to release a giant wolf several meters in size. It seemed that he still wanted to save mana and only used animal pets to transport it: the most amazing thing was Lin Wanrong, who used a pair of inverted shoes, which seemed to fly back, but was not slow at all.

"Brother Lin has made great achievements."

Lan Ping'er praised lightly, with a slightly different meaning in her lazy eyes. She waved her hand to release her magic weapon, a six-winged mantis with a body length that is comparable to a human.

"Yin!"

The giant wolf suddenly roared, staring at the mantis tightly, showing a look of vigilance and alertness. The monk in blue looked slightly stunned and said, "The noble lady, this demon insect is strange."

The four-winged mantis and the six-winged mantis are of a variant: the mutation is nothing. The monk in blue cares about its level of danger and does not understand why it can make the Tianlang sit down and feel a little afraid. On the other hand, although the mantis was provoked by the Tianlang roar, his expression and movements were not at all discomfort, and he was still a little disdainful.

"Just a demon insect. I am weak and I always have to find some ways to protect myself."

Lan Ping'er looked weak, and her words seemed humble and mocked. The few people couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed: Fortunately, this situation passed instantly, and the noble lady Miaoyin was not too entangled in this matter, and said, "The road is still far, and there will be many dangers. Everyone hurry up and hurry up and don't let others take the lead."

Lin Wanrong nodded repeatedly and said, "This is really true. We may not be the only one who can find land. There are also people who are already on land: we should let go of our distractions and it is important to rush to the road in time."

The rest of the world had no objection. The four of them all looked forward and followed Lan Ping'er's guidance. When they got up, Lan Ping'er turned back to the sea and looked up at the dim yellow sky. After a moment, they suddenly frowned.

"It seems a bit slow, why..."

"I have waited for all my strength. This speed is not slow." The monk in Qing's clothes paid the most attention to her and said after hearing this.

Lan Ping'er raised the corners of her eyes slightly and responded with a smile: "Yes, we are not slow. How could we be slow?"

Having said that, when Lan Ping'er got up and embarked on the journey again, she couldn't help but look back at the yellow sky, looking at the empty beach, her eyes slightly worried, and her expression gradually turned cold.

"Don't let me down or..."

Time flies like flowing water, and the flowing water never stops, just like the blood in the blood vessels, you can feel life, nourish the people with life. Suddenly, the pressure ahead is transmitted back, and the flowing water pounces on it angrily, and is hit by the reef and smashed to pieces.

The feeling of life flowing in water waves turns into water droplets and water splashes disappears: water droplets and water splashes gather again, and regain the feeling of life movement, but it is no longer the same one just now.

The water flow with new life continues to flow in other directions around the reef, rushing toward its front and behind the heart, leaving the reef cold, and with some dead bodies that are about to die and do not want to die.

“Although it was a little late, I came in the end.

On the small island of Black Stone, a black robe on the shore, holding an incense burner in his hand, his cold eyes swept across the row of rocky beaches by the water, and looked at the increasing number of fish corpses on the ground, with a hint of joy. Beside him, two demon cultivators, black and red, followed closely the same styles, with their sword robe, high collars and low whirls, and a striking mark on the striking sleeves: a mountain that was almost sunken under the surface.

The two of them looked respectful, and scarlet spots flashed deep in their eyes, like a lamp in a dark world.

"Reign over the world! Haha. How can you see the world so short?"

The eye-catching things are always so attractive. The man in the black robe turned around and saw the mountain, not the man in the mountain robe: he raised his head and looked at the sky above the sky, and said to himself with emotion: "It's time that the mountain cannot be supported, it's better to abandon it."

The two demon cultivators did not respond, and calmed down like a puppet holding the reins, waiting for the black-robed man to give orders.

Another wave washed away the shore and rocks, and the roar seemed to be louder than before, mixed with a few whimpers and sobs, accompanied by a few crisp sounds of the head shattered by a rock: a pleasant sound came into the mind of the man in black robe, and the joy on his face increased again, and he raised his hand gently.

"The transmission, the unity of the two poles is about to begin, and the stars will return to their positions and prepare to sacrifice to the great way of heaven."

"Now?"

The black-clothed demon cultivator turned around and left without saying a word. The red-clothed demon cultivator said in a slight silence: "The Star Lord said there seems to be something wrong in the south, so I will come and notify..."

"That's your star lord."

The man in black robe interrupted him and said, "It's his business that he has changed: both the steward and the right are ready, how can we wait like this?"

The demon cultivator was anxious and argued: "But the star master sits in the middle of the palm."

"presumptuous!"

The man in black robe looked slightly dark, and he gently buckled the incense burner with one finger: the fragrance of man suddenly shone several times, and the demon cultivator who was arguing with him suddenly screamed, and rolled around with his hands in his arms and into the wet and corpses everywhere, his face twisted, and his expression was in great pain. On his body, dense pointed spots were raised under his skin, as if thousands of spears were hidden, trying to break out of his body.

He was a great cultivator and the best among the husband cultivators. At this time, he had no power to resist. He could only guard the spiritual platform to prevent him from dying, and struggled in pain. Until his eyes were blood red and the scarlet seemed to be about to penetrate his pupils, the man in black robe snorted coldly and gently knocked on the incense burner again.

The red-robed demon cultivator instantly recovered as usual. Apart from the terrifying impression left in his memory and his clothes were filthy, his body was not hurt at all: on the contrary, his spirit was stronger than before, and his excitement showed an indescribable madness.

"I dare to see you next time, I will destroy you star lamp."

While shouting, the red-robed demon cultivator dared not say anything else. He bowed and turned around, leaving the black robes in the distance to look at the sky and the sea, and enjoying the beautiful scenery on the rock beach alone.

"Yin and Yang are inseparable, and there is one person missing in the twenty-eight stars: Haha, Lao Ba, Lao Ba, do you really think we don't know what you think?"

At this moment, a monster fish several feet long rushed to the shore and slammed into the reef like crazy until its head was broken, blood and brains were everywhere, and its tail was constantly buzzing. The man in the black robe looked at this scene with a ridicule on his face, looking at the scene seriously and jokingly, watching the level 4 little demon refuse to stop struggling, and finally stopped and died.

"She knows it too, you said how you can win."

He sighed softly and said, "It is not difficult to calculate the sky and the earth. What is really difficult to calculate is human!"
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