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Chapter 119: Boundless Wrath

Those flesh and blood that crushed in the Wastel Valley, and the flowing blood broke away from the ground, turned into a slightly extremely desperate blood, and then gathered on this sky.

The sky is stained with blood.

The last palm crushed hundreds of monsters, and was excited. There was no obstacle in front of him. His rise means that he can be on the corner.

However, there is only a miles away from the valley, and only a few breaths can be achieved, and a bloody barrier appears.

The barrier is very thin, but it is weird. The smell of blood flows on it. [

Ka Di was fiercely fierce, hitting this barrier.

If the blood -colored barrier is the water of the pond, the ripples are rippled, so that the softness must not be broken.

And Jia Dao, who is too close to the barrier, is even more bloody in the body. The originally docile spiritual power has become manic and is extremely aggressive. It is impacted in the body. In just short, the internal organs are harmed.

I couldn't help but scared and panicked, and retreated in a hurry to calm the blood and spiritual power of the body in the body.

As the aura of the hundreds of spirit pillars incorporates the weird fluctuations of the space, the whole world has a subversive feeling.

The flame palm that was originally made has become the icing of the ice.

The method of ghost roads that is good at using will contain a large light.

Qiankun is a very important part of the Taoism.

Now these laws of Qiankun have been covered with a layer of false appearance under the interference of some mysterious power.

Yes, Mo Yi is not the creation, it is impossible to change these laws.

What he did is to borrow the soul power that is hidden in flesh and blood under the allowance of the rules.

These rules put on a layer of coat.

This is the origin of Qiankun's reversal.

Like the law of the ice, it is actually still the law of the ice, but it has covered the outerwear of the Flame Law and concealed the deeds of the monks.

The aura that exists between the heavens and the earth is at most.

The heavens and the earth are exhausted, and the natural world is exhausted.

Every monk who can enter the practice will have their own physique, so that they prefer the attributes of the aura.

In accordance with the accumulation, this preference will gradually reach a peak.

In their practice, the bottlenecks are all to pull the part of the attribute aura that coincides with their constitution to practice.

The practice of practicing determines the number of quotes and fastness of the number of attribute aura. [

And physical fitness determines the efficiency ratio that can absorb these aura. Some stubborn root bones do not exist, and some are born with bones, almost perfectly absorb.

The difference between the method and physique leads to the difference in the realm of the monks. As time goes back, this difference will be unimaginable.

Most of the spiritual stones belong to attribute aura, and any constitution can be applied. This is why every monk cannot be separated from the spirit stone.

The efficiency of the use of spirit stone is much higher than the efficiency of the normally absorbing heaven and earth aura.

But in the battle, there is almost no opportunity to recover the aura with spiritual stone.

Therefore, in the battle, on the battle, the monsters or monks are still mainly the aura of absorbing the heavens and the earth.

However, if all kinds of aura in the earth today are covered with a layer of coat and cannot be identified.

Not only did the combat effectiveness discount, because of the conflict of the attribute, it also caused the body's inner magic, which collapsed from the inside.

The wasteland valley under the blood -colored barrier is now chaotic. Many people can't restrain their devils and commit suicide.

In addition to the barrier, it is another scenery.

I don't know when, above the sky, in the clouds, there is a huge vortex.

This vortex stirred the clouds and mist of the entire sky.

Black clouds are flying, Baiyun runs, and the clouds in the sky are chaotic into a pot of porridge.

The deep and huge vortex, tractioned with a number of clouds, became the deep clouds covering the entire sky.

The changes in this phenomenon not only appear on the Wasteland Valley.

Tens of thousands of miles around the city have witnessed this strange change.

And every corner of the entire northern region can feel the abnormality of the phenomenon.

Even though the Fa looked so clear, the horrible weather was shocked by all the strong people.

Even the northern border barren can feel the coercion, not to mention it is directly in the barrencted valley directly below the heavenly phenomenon.

At this moment, the monsters are still monks, and they have been fighting.

The pressure from above the sky, crushed the body's backbone, destroyed all the will.

In the face of the anger of the heavens and the earth, the trembling of the trembling, waiting for the end of the deadline. [

In the deep sea of ​​clouds here, the clouds of clouds seem to have an ancient vicissitudes.

The pen and ink method describes the majesty and solemnity of this Rongyan.

This is only a worship, only the existence of faith.

Even if you just look directly at him, you will feel that this is a blasphemy.

This vicissitudes, with obvious anger, is looking down at all things.

"Sky Angry." The face and the face in the sea of ​​Yun just looked at the blink of an eye, and couldn't help but exclaim.

He has always had a steady face, and he had a panic that could not be concealed.

"You damn the bastard of 10,000 times, what do you do? Why would you cause anger?"

Not to mention that at this moment, the ingenuity is anxious, it is the idiot and others, but also pale.

Sky anger is a taboo.

It is said that the sky is angry, the mountains and rivers are crying.

This is a weird trial than the heavens. Its power may not be as good as the robbery, but the degree of horror exceeds the calamity.

Each time he suffers from the place of anger, a hundred miles, thousands of years of spirit.

But the anger is just a legendary thing. Only these top masters can come into contact with some long -distance allusions, so they know it slightly.

With only words, it is to deal with the catastrophe.

The only one mentioned in these allusions is the last weird result. The last person who survives is often some people with very good luck in the past.

There were ancient sages, and under the anger of the sky, they did not break the life and death with their strength, but only decided to survive with the luck of the heaven.

This sentence emerged in their dusty memories, letting the puppets and idiots completely out of voice.

Ji Feiyan didn't know what was angry, but such a horrible weather was that she had never seen it in her life and beyond all imagination.

Just look at the paleness of the game of the game, and only look at the arrogance and arrogance of the heart, and you know how terrible the anger is.


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