"Counterattack resolving income, with the same dust as the light ..."
It was the last method that Emperor Yan had stayed in Yan Yan's mind when he appeared.
Yan Yan does not know what the method will be used for this method.
But when she recite the method, when the big golden light of Xuya was covered by the entire space ...
When the function of the Fa Jue came into reality, Yan Yan knew the true meaning of this method of law.
Corresponding to the solution: foreign affairs and foreign objects are collectively referred to as a group, and those who can truly resolve the solution to the resolution. When the world is the central government.
Tongchen of the light: The light is extremely, the boundless is boundless, and the domain of the light is all slightly at the same time.
This power is light, no border, no shape, silent. The field of light shrouded in this light, in its own eyes, all of the insignificant dust.
The overall meaning is attached to a sentence, that is: absolute dominance.
When Yan Yan drove the world into this world, when she chanted Emperor Yan, the last two sentences were left to her.
The place she can see is as large as boundless boundaries, small to invisible particle space, when everything is shrouded in the moment of the power of Xu Mi, all this becomes Sumi realm, and let the Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan
The dispatch.
Besides simple, just blink of an eye, and Xu Miya turned this illusion into Yan Yan!
Yan Yan took a deep breath.
Holding his fist tightly, he suddenly roared a throat in his heart: too special!
This is the power of Sumi realm.
What other space illusions, what powerful exotic power ...
As soon as Xu Mi came out, all the way to return!
Except for the entire space, all things in the space are also included.
In the end, the result of the completion of Xu Miya is that, in addition to the secrets of the wasteland, even the desert itself, Mr. Yumei, and even the night fog wilderness created by Mr. Yumei ...
Uh, the night fog wilderness has been cut into a large crack.
However, Yan Yan also saw that in the bottomless space -time crack, there was her own golden space power that circulated.
In other words, even this big crack is also inflamed!
It's so awesome.
Then, Yan Yan's eyes fell on the body of Mr. Yumei ...
But it ’s already so powerful, why does Mr. Yumei this bug appear?
Isn't this old gentleman who had just been doing it just now? Why can he still resist the domineering possessiveness of Sumi Jing?
Do n’t you have any immortal attributes on the old gentleman?
Isn't it so coincidental?
This is why Yan Yan suddenly stopped the movement and stared at Mr. Yumei.
When she watched Mr. Yumei, Mr. Yumei was staring at her.
After watching it for a long time, Mr. Yumei couldn't help but speak.
The old man raised his hand and pointed at the big gyroscope who trapped himself into a transparent dumplings and asked Yan Yan: "Is this you come to clean up, or the old man?"
After being mentioned by Mr. Yumei, he remembered that he looked at the bug. He hadn't cleaned up.
Mr. Yan Yan Chaobun smiled easily: "In fact, it has been finished, but I haven't got the place where it should go.
Mr. Yumei listened for a moment, and then finally slowly put down his nervous and lifted arm, nodded and praised: "That's good, that's good, that old man is rest assured ..."
But before Yumei finished speaking, Yan Yan said again: "However, you always have to be mentally prepared because you have to pack this secret, because you are here, you may have to clean up you.
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Mr. Yumei just let his relaxed expression stiffed on his face.
Even he cleaned up ...
Well, this girl seemed to say so.
Mr. Yumei's expression was stiff at first, and then thoughtful, and finally it was finally clear.
After all, it is the realm of practice in Ho Tao, and it has long been unreasonable to the world, so it is reflected at once.
This is because he saw Sumiya with his own eyes, and the little girl was not assured that she was ready to destroy it.
But Mr. Yumei was not annoyed.
I was left with a dead body, and I was scattered in this illusion. In the end, I could watch the fantasy realm of this harmful.
Even if he can died in his own hands, it is always better than a snack for the monsters, and the little girl is not hidden or concealed. She acts brightly, and Yumei feels that she has not fallen famous in this little girl's hand.
It's a regret, it's a pity ...
He lowered his head and looked at the fluorescent "forbidden" character pattern in his palm, Mr. Yumei really felt a pity.
I have to know that this girl can accept the monster, and he might as well leave the oldest roots to this child.
It can also help her practice further.
Now I have been used to set up a stale forbidden array, and I can't get back if I want to collect it ...
Mr. Yumei sighed lightly, raised his head to look at the stubbornness in front of him, and everywhere, there were torn large and small space cracks in this fantasy realm ...
He practiced seven hundred years, and was once known as a genius of practice by his peers.
Unexpectedly, it was finally consumed in this secret.
However, the great dealer, which had been killed for 1,500 years, even if he was gone, it would not fall out of his reputation.
This life is not arrogant!
Mr. Yumei thought silently in his heart, closed his eyes gently, and his expression was peaceful and kind, just like when Yan Yan first met.
Later, Mr. Yumei heard a crispy loud drink.
"receive!"
Yan Yanzhu's lips clearly spit out the last surgery, and the palm of the palm was far to release the palm of the golden breath.
With her movement, the whole fantasy realm is like the scene where she was projected in the mirror by the sunset. All the objects were facing the square of Sumi to pull out a radial golden light tail.
Mr. Yumei waited quietly, but did not feel unwell, but only felt soft long wind blowing his hair and beard.
The wind is negligent, like the March spring breeze that has been three thousand years long ... so comfortable, so comfortable!
Then, there is a light and cold magnolia fragrance.
Mr. Yumei frowned slightly, and couldn't help but opened his eyes.
The thick purple magnolia of a tree that was abruptly hit into the sight and stunned Mr. Yumei.
The tall purple magnolia flowers and trees in front of the eyes are magnificent, and the wooden crown is like the sky.
Especially from the purple magnolia trees that have not been known for many years, Mr. Yumei felt a plenty of wood that was rich in wood.
The power of this wood is pure and vast. Although he has practiced the realm of the road, his wood power is compared with the power of wood scattered on this magnolia tree.