With unwillingness, unwillingness, hate, puzzled, unable to describe in words, and other emotions.
He feels that his consciousness is getting weaker and weaker.
In the end, it was caught in a dimness.
In the next moment, the infinity pain strikes, and the soul of the bone marrow is painful, as if being trapped by thousands of knives.
Make the Emperor Undead, and then panic.
What's wrong with this? He didn't die?
Or did you come to Yin Cao Difu? What does mortal so -called hell really exist?
At this time, a big golden hand suddenly appeared in front of him, without hesitation. He had a lot of treasures, Lingdan, scripture classics, mineral materials, etc. in his body.
It's dazzling.
Ji Congxin did not hesitate, and directly grabbed the most special material. The chaos qi surrounded. There were only more than 20 pages of the thin gas. It should be the most precious scripture book.
Under the dramatic pain, the immortal emperor did not have much resistance at all. He watched his scripture was taken away.
a long time.
The Emperor Undead recovered, and his expression returned to normal.
He checked it, except for one less scripture, and the heavenly knife made by himself with feathers, there was no loss.
He was not dead, as if he was not injured.
As if before, it was completely illusory.
"Is it really good to see me and excellence, do you want to give me pointers?"
Undead Emperor thought of Ji from the beginning of his heart.
I thought it was completely fart, and now I have to think about its authenticity.
After thinking about the three interests, the Emperor Undead couldn't help scolding. Do you have such pointers? Kill the person, snatch the sword and the scriptures.
"Whether you are unknown or Anlan, I will never die with you! One day in the morning and evening, I want to find your trace, kill you by myself, to report shame today."
Looking at Tianyu, the immortal emperor vowed fiercely.
I think he will not die for a lifetime, when will he be so humiliated?
This hatred is not reported, and the vow is not a Phoenix.
Nympho
[Daoyou, you and the immortal emperor were friendly when you were a teenager.
In order not to die, the emperor is good, so as not to develop the personality of dependence on foreign objects, and let the strongest believe that the strongest is itself. You can bear the pain of the Emperor's Unexpicious Emperor with a knife for forging with the feathers.
Undead Emperor does not think it is a report, and there is no value for your kindness to return your kindness, let your flesh hit your fist on your own, and give you ten pounds of flesh and blood.]
[In order to make the Emperor Undead rely on foreign objects, do not follow the old path of others, and create your own fairy scriptures, you can take away his scripture.]
From the front of Ji, a sword appeared, a piece of flesh and blood scattered with five -color light, and a large amount of essence emitted from it, and there was a scripture.
Ji Congxin first held the heavenly sword with a hairy green gold.
There is another kind of nine major fairy gold.
Put it away and refine it back.
Then he read the scriptures again.
The scripture is not known, only the Sendai realm, but it can be seen that this is an emperor's classics.
Which heavenly?
Ji Congxin had speculation. I heard that the imperial emperor was a disciple of the emperor.
In the end, Ji picked up Xianhuang's meat from his heart, and had some headache.
Xiaobai was not here, and he didn't come with him, so he had to eat enough.
There is no hesitation, the scriptures can be realized in the future, the magic weapon can be refined in the future.
He immediately took out a huge ancient Ding and threw the Xianhuang meat in.
I don't know how the flesh and blood time after millions of years is.
After a quarter of an hour, Ji had a meal with a meal, taste good, and told more than the emperor.
It is indeed the legendary immortal.
The prince is not a purebred.
I heard that the second son of the Emperor is a purebred fairy.
Ji Cong thought of secrets.
Unfortunately, the second son of the emperor could not afford to guard the guardian.
Ji Congxin looked at the pattern of the second son of the emperor on the picture, leaving a trace of tears in the corner of his mouth.
Nympho
The first city of the human race trial.
After the rest was resting, he stepped onto the ring and started challenging.
If you continue to wait here, half a month may not have achieved ten consecutive victories.
I don't want to wait here.
When he stepped onto the ring, he easily defeated a huge opponent.
After that, Ji won five victories from the heart.
Some people can't sit still immediately.
The monks who have entered the second small steps of the saint began to appear.
Do not give Ji from rest time.
Ji Congxin fights with his opponent, and each one cannot be underestimated, and he has the best skills.
While fighting, he appreciated each other's way and law.
If you want to practice, you need to be able to have a lot of rivers.
He has many friends and many emperors, but these are too high -end, and there are not many Taoist friends.
If there are hundreds of friends in his Taoist, you will do it behind closed doors.
There are only one or twenty or twenty, and you cannot include all aspects. The three people must have my teacher, proud and complacent.
Under the gaze of many monks, Ji Congxin won one after another.
"No, I can't let him win anymore. Ouyang Feng has won nine games, and you can leave the ancient city after winning."
There is humanity, there is unwillingness on his face, he still wants the first ... the second one out of the ancient city!
Unfortunately, I have just lost in Ji from Ji.
It is an individual who has the heart to fight for fame.
"Ouyang Feng, don't want to win, I'll fight you."
Suddenly, a roar, beyond Ji from my heart. Du Xiaoyu flew up, and wanted to challenge the ring.
"Huh! Drive."
Just as Du Xiaoyu was about to enter the ring, a chaotic air surrounded fingers appeared, horrible, and a finger directly pressed Du Xiaoyu.
Du Xiaoyu was repelled, and he flew more than a hundred feet to stabilize his body.
"How is it possible to send your friends to leave? Ouyang Feng, I'll fight you!"
A young man in a white robe appeared in the air, and his chaos was surrounded by his body.
"It's weekly, a rival, and has entered the third step of the sage."
Someone recognized the coming.
Weekly lack on stage.
People are full of confidence in him. Zhou Que is one of the highest cultivation in the scene. The strength is unpredictable and the combat power is extraordinary.
Ji Congxin, who consumes a lot, is not too large.
Then ... Ji suddenly made great power from his heart. He had a slightly sluggishness, and he returned to its peak. The divine power did not look like much consumption.
Within a moment of an hour, he was spitting blood, and then exploded. Hundreds of bones broke, and one leg was unloaded.
After the bone is repaired, it is interrupted.
"This ... Ouyang Feng has entered the ban on the ban. Is this the great power of God's ban? It's not a grade with the eight ban."
"It's not just that God is banned. He feels that it is not the first to enter God's ban. Above the ancient road, he is afraid to be one of the most dazzling stars. Perhaps for hundreds of years, his achievements will make us look up."
People talk about it, and it is a foregone conclusion, but many people have let go.
"Okay, congratulations Ouyang Feng's first win for ten consecutive victories."
Zhou Que finally died and jumped off the ring, Ji Congxin won.
The attractive envoy appeared, and she always had a cold face, showing a gentle smile.