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The eight fallen angels never expected that they would be able to come out for a walk together one day.

Although it is cloudy and rainy at night, what does it matter?

The remaining six fallen angels who had never come out raised their heads and took a deep breath, and sighed with trembling voices from the bottom of their hearts: "It's such a good weather."

Eight streaks of green smoke disappeared into their mouths and noses.

The more sincere the heart of the worshiper, the greater the power of worship. Only the power of worship can relieve the pain they suffer from the power of hatred every day.

Yin Nian saw the black mist explode in front of him.

Sun Shen has appeared a hundred meters away.

The muffled sound of cracking bones mixed in the dripping water is like the sound of firecrackers at the beginning of the year, one sound after another.

The seven figures that followed also laughed wildly.

No matter how hard the armor is, it can't stop the wanton slaughter under this huge level gap.

The Mujiafeng family suddenly flowed with blood.

The two true gods behind Feng Qing and Mu Yang reappeared, protecting them and walking hundreds of miles away.

"Mu Yang, take me with you!" Mu Cangshu's shrill voice was swallowed up by the noise. One of his hands was broken by Sun Shen and thrown aside like garbage, and half of his body was stepped into the water.

How could Mu Yang care about him?

The water soaked his eyes, and he felt as if he was stuffed with stones. Mu Yang lay on the back of the true god, "We lost this time, I forgot, the night of the full moon is approaching."

"Feng Qing." He turned his head, his eyes that merged with the night were bulging, and water kept flowing down from his forehead. He looked at the people who died in Yin Nian's hands, and there was no trace of anything in his eyes.

Unfortunately means, "to retreat."

"Go to the pagoda."

"Chasing Yin Nian?" the immortal grandma asked excitedly.

Yin Nian held the dragon knife and walked forward step by step, "Chase."

"Why not chase?"

Six true gods laughed and chased her like ghosts, while the remaining two protected Yin Nian to ensure her safety.

Although today's Yin Nian is not so exaggerated that he can fight with the real god.

But when she meets the God King, she will definitely be able to escape unscathed. She is no longer the little divine warrior who can be crushed to death by anyone.

The bottom of the black boots landed on a sharp stone, and after a few gentle grindings, it turned into a flat plate suitable for her feet, allowing her to step on it comfortably.

The other foot stepped on Mu Cangshu's remaining hand that was crawling out, and the dragon knife dragged long traces on the ground.

The puddles on the ground retreated to both sides when the tip of the knife collided with the bluestone under the water, causing sparks.

When the tip of the knife pressed against Mu Cangshu's neck, he even felt that the knife drawn out of the water was extremely hot.

Mu Cangshu's eyes were blood red, knowing that Yin Nian would not let him go. He gasped for air and swallowed it along with the sewage without hesitation, "Yin Nian, you won't always be so proud!"

"Do you think you can reach heaven in one step? If you don't know, you will be killed by yourself one day. The new cultivation rules? Ha? Do you think you are the way of heaven? Are you the heaven in this world?"

"Let's wait and see how long this cultivation method can make you proud!"

"You will destroy yourself!" He grinned his bloody teeth, "I'm waiting for that day!"

"When will I wait?" Yin Nian smiled, and the hand holding the dragon knife trembled slightly with laughter, "I don't know when I will perish."

"But I know when you will die."

The hot tip of the knife sank into the soft throat without hesitation, turned and pressed, cutting a perfect circle like a circle of grass, and his head held high was washed away by the rapids rising from the ground.

"You are safe. You have an excellent background, a stable cultivation method, a steady supply of treasures, and a strong background. But if I want you to die, won't you have no choice but to die?"

She dragged her knife and walked between heaven and earth. Although there were countless people behind her, she felt as if she was walking alone in the rain, dragging her knife.

Immortal grandma followed Yin Nian, chasing after the two Mu Yangs while looking at her worriedly.

He even reached out to touch Yin Nian's hand. Spiritual energy poured into her body to see if her muscles and bones were strong and healthy.

But this time he probed in, the immortal grandma's brows almost danced.

"Okay, okay!" She actually said "yes" three times in a row. The immortal grandma felt that her very powerful muscles, bones and blood were washed and forged by spiritual power, and she was overjoyed. If the human spirit gathering platform is compared to a furnace, the spiritual power will

With the input of firewood, this stove will continuously forge everyone's body and bones.

But without Yin Nian at the Ling Jutai, she was constantly using countless spiritual power to wash away the muscles and bones in her body. She would not let the spiritual power stop, and the dead fire turned into a living fire, which was equivalent to filling her whole body with firewood. This was

The difference between a furnace and a volcano is a dead well and a flowing river.

The strength of her muscles and bones, and the power of her body, are being forged and reshaped at a terrifying speed far beyond that of ordinary people.

The stronger the muscles and bones of the reshaped body are, the more spiritual power can be introduced. The more spiritual power can be introduced, the stronger the forging power will be.

This is how the strong will always be strong. The volcanoes will occupy the outer circle and the rivers will expand into the sea. Where will they end?

There is no end.

No matter how big the Spirit Gathering Platform is, it cannot be bigger than itself. If it is bigger than itself, just like Yin Guzi before, if it absorbs too much spiritual power and exceeds the upper limit of the Spirit Gathering Platform, it will explode and die. It will gather slowly and disperse slowly.

Nian is very passive when fighting. On the battlefield, every moment is fatal.

But now the sky is high and the mushrooms are so arrogant.

It only needs to think about how to train the amount and speed of its absorption, and does not need to think about the aftermath at all.

This is the difference between 'dead' and 'alive'.

"What's going on with all the green light and electricity in your body?" the immortal grandma said happily, "Is this the life force juice of the divine branch? You actually have so many?!"

"Great, with so much juice, you don't have to worry too much even if something goes wrong while practicing your new method!"

This is only stored in Yin Nian's body.

There are many branches and leaves in her hands.

"You are now powerful, and I am happy for you. No one has ever been as crazy as you, but I am also worried that if you come step by step, even though it is slow, it will be safer anyway."

"Yin Nian, you have to build a good relationship with Shenzhi. The path you are taking is really unprecedented. I, I can't give you any advice now." Taking new paths is extremely dangerous.

The more trump cards you have, the better.

Xiaomiao wrapped Yin Nian's heart with her own roots, and curled her lips when she heard the words: "When I heal my body, even if the master is sick, hurt, and hurt, there is no need to ask for those four sacred branches. The master has forgotten my role.

Is it done?”

Yin Nian smiled.

Whether it was Xiaomiao's assurance or grandma's overjoyed analysis, it actually didn't matter.

"Before I came to the West District, when I was thrown into the devil's stream, I knew that it was not up to me to decide whether I would live or die."

"I was eighteen years old back then, and I was healthy. But because I didn't have the strength, I had no choice but to let mermaids feed me. I actually deserved to die when I was eighteen."

"Grandma."

Yin Nian raised his head and looked at Mu Yang and Feng Qing ahead who were being chased and surrounded by six fallen angels.

"Perhaps some people practice in order to pursue the same life span between heaven and earth."

"But I'm not."

Yin Nian raised his hand to wipe away the water droplets on his face.

"There is no tomorrow for the weak. Wouldn't it be a joke to talk about safety?"

"I have enemies all over the world. It's hard to avenge a big enemy. A few high-level generals sent by the Mu Jiafeng family can easily crush me to death. Practicing step by step training is empty talk. If that's the case, you will just wait for death step by step."

In order not to die unexpectedly tomorrow, we can only run hard every present regardless of retreat.

"I want to be the strongest in heaven and earth. Only the strongest can be the center of heaven and earth. Life and death are determined by me!"


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