Chapter 489 The first generation of gods, marching further
Tang Ling's delicate face was full of amazing colors. As soon as she had a giant force, she was pinched around her neck, which made her inside, and her body had a sharp earthquake.
Asda looked at the painful face of Tang Lingxuan, cold and brutal under his eyes. His hands like a rough tree squeezed Tang Lingyu's neck steadily, as if you could let Tang can make Tang
Lingyuyu eliminates the soul.
A highly volatile fluctuations spread from the body, and the surging wave generally swept away, and all the places were turned into gray colors.
The momentum of the momentum quickly disintegrated, drifting the air. The goddess of the air was scattered, and the surroundings were muddy and dead, as if they were in a barren and cold black hole, which may be destroyed at any time.
In just a short moment, all the mysteries about Tang Lingxuan were buried in this cold and far -reaching air. She was like a butterfly bound by a cobweb.
The whole body is up and down.
Asda glared at the scarlet big eyes, tightly facing, Liu Mei's tight Tang Lingyu revealed the fierce color like evil tigers. "You woman is very obstructive and disturbing me like a fly.
It ’s better to kill you now, and then eat you into my belly. This can also stimulate the kid, maybe it will bring me more surprises."
Thinking of this, he spoke for a long time, and saw Tang Ling's skin white, beautiful, sexy, long legs and white, and suddenly looked forward to it.
Art, the taste must be great! "
When he speaks, the strength in his hand is a bit more aggravated.
Tang Lingyu's face flushed because of difficulty breathing, squinting her eyes slightly, and her white jade hand pulled Asta's giant arms like iron tongs, but no matter how she struggled, these iron arms were silk patterns.
Without moving, and in the sky belonging to the Asta field, she could not perform any exercises and laws, and even a hint of mystery could not be mobilized. At this moment, she was already seeing every day.
Death.
"In the end ... one day, you ... you want to go to hell ..." The last stubbornness was revealed in her eyes. Even if she was dead, she had no fear, but her eyes had an unwilling color.
Seeing Tang Lingyi's dying struggle, Asda's face suddenly showed a pleasure with pleasure. The whole person was very comfortable, so that he couldn't help laughing.
"I'm afraid to disappoint you, but I have an endless existence, hahaha ..." He laughed and forgot to himself.
In the dying place of the dust and the crushed rock, Ling Tian was lying in the potholes, full of dust, blood stains, and the pain of boldness, almost making him feel numb all over his body.
Then, then
When seeing Asda's death and holding the neck of Tang Lingyu and the laugch, he instantly increased his blood pressure and his body was surging.
He tried to stand up, but each of his movements would cause pain to destroy the liver. At this moment, his body no longer listened to it, his feet were numb, and he lost his consciousness.
Can't do it when squatting.
Asda's power completely surpasses his cognition. The power of this level can no longer be measured with the concept of the world.
In the collapse of the sky, it turned out that he had no chance of winning from the beginning.
This time, he was completely defeated, even if he exhausted his best, he would not have a trace of turning the rotary.
Half half of his stood, he fell to the ground fiercely due to weakness and drama, and was closely in contact with the cold gravel on the ground. Looking at the dying Tang Lingyu in the sky, Ling Tian lay on the ground and stretched out the trembling arm.
, The liver and intestine are broken, and the hate and begging: "Stop your hands, stop your hands, please stay in your hand ..."
He is exhausted, scattered all over the body, weak and helpless, unable to return to heaven. Tang Lingyu's life is dying, and even the signs of struggle are about to lose, and he can only watch Tang Lingye step into the destruction and become reduced to the destruction, which has become reduced to the destruction, and it has become reduced.
What kind of grief and despair is this food in the mouth of the devil?!!!
Before his eyes became faintly obscure, he seemed to return to the cold night that the family was slaughtered. Everything was so clear, the clan in front of him was slaughtered by ruthlessly, and the blood seemed to be pouring.
The heavy rain is generally filled with the sky, and the lunar moon in the night sky is washed into the color of blood red.
At that time, he was at a loss, and he had no choice, and the six souls had no master, and his face was like a dead ash. Until his mother pulled him into the house, the cold heart was a trace of warming, and the mother was unexpected.
In the end, he pushed him into the secret path and let him live in the world alone.
When his mother's posture became farther and farther, his heart finally torn completely.
He was born of the nulls of the world. He had seen the countless people who had scorned him with scornful eyes, and often were beaten by people inside and outside the clan because he was unwilling to lose.
His mother always took care of him kindly and cared at him carefully. This is the warmth and cricket that he can rely on in his infinite and desolate days, but why do those who are poisonous and poisoned solemnly plunder him.
What's more?
At that time, he hated, sad, angry, and finally could not do anything, fell into the abyss, and became a walking body that lost emotions. Back to this day, he re -played the old scene, which made him completely lost himself.
Is it all the final game that cannot be changed? The father and the king once worked with the blood to protect the world, asylum the four circles, but the result was a joke of the sky? Is he put it in the east for many years?
He wants to fall into sleep, and no longer face this meaningless everything, because he is too tired, no matter whether he is the heart or emotion, he has suffered frustration, thumbs up ...
As he was fascinated, a golden bright mang flickered in front of his eyes, as if wearing the dawn of darkness.
In the light map, the tall and invincible figure of the father and king faced him, and the memory fixed on the top of the vast and extraordinary sky.
The father and the king looked down at the world, and the words were long -term, meaningful: "The future is long, there are still many difficulties waiting for you in the future, so you must learn to leap. The key to whether you can cross
limit."
He was confused and puzzled when you were ignorant, and asked: "Father, how can we surpass the limit?"
Behind his father's hands, the waist pole is straight like a loose, the words shake the heart, and you are intriguing. "When you want to do one thing and have no power, but even if you are powerless, you have to do it.
If you don't change your belief, turn all the sadness and negative emotions into strength, and use your tenacious will to break through the shackles of destiny. "
Speaking of which, the father and Wang looked at him with trust, smiling with a deep corner of his mouth, with far -reaching words: "I believe you can do it for the Father, because there are no one except you to do it, plus plus one, plus plus you, plus plus you, plus plus you, plus plus you, plus plus you, plus plus you, plus plus you, plus plus you, plus plus you, plus plus you, plus plus you, plus plus you, plus plus you, plus plus you, plus plus you, plus plus you, plus plus you, plus plus you.
You have a heart that will never be convinced and tough. In the future, you will definitely go farther than your father and reach a brand new field. No matter what big things will happen in the future, you hope you do n’t forget you.
, Do not forget the original intention. "
After speaking, the father stretched out his arm and spread out his palm.
Ling Tian looked at the rough palms of the father, the palm of the thousands of hands was all over thick cocoons and scars. This is why the father king as an ordinary human race was strong. At this moment, he had a firm look, clenched his teeth, stretched out his arms out of his arms.
If you want to hold the palm of the father, he can be extremely heavy as if he adds a lot of cuffs, but he still shivered and exhausted his best.
When his trembling hand touched his father's palm, he felt the unprecedented warmth and strength, and a warm current dripped into his heart immediately.
The posture of the father is gradually hazy, and the scenery around is Yanghui, which turns into the light of the day.
"Don't give up, go to a farther place ..." The father of the father disappeared with the last sound of wake -up.
Junlang man.
The man wearing the Holy armor held his hand, with a gentle smile on his face, "The descendants of the next generation of heavenly gods, hello, I am the first god of heaven and the god of spirit of the gods.