Chapter 1039: Three Ancient Ancient Fists
readx;???β Three thousand years ago, as the arrogance of the dragon clan, you broke off your daughter's love and imprisoned your daughter for hundreds of thousands of years......"
Evil Tian, who had recovered his face, didn't even look at Duanmu Xiaoer, walked in front of Ao Qing step by step, and remembered the scene where this old dragon was hit by a mountain-breaking gift. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"Three thousand years later, your selfishness as a dragon has destroyed the Holy Land Ten Thousand Beasts Temple, cut off Ao Su's way of life, and trapped me in the Great Array. β
So, it's time to smash!
"It's all the old man's fault, it's all the old man's fault......"
Ao Qing, who was crying bitterly, turned into a human body, and knelt down towards the evil sky with a pop: "I only ask the evil sky that you can save my daughter." β
This, this is the evil sky?
The people of the Beast Control Sect who were struggling in the alien way were completely stunned, and even forgot the pain of tearing their souls!
"He, isn't he a skybreaker?"
"No wonder it's terrifyingly strong, as soon as he enters the sect, he kills people non-stop......"
"But, but now he is trapped in the dragon formation......"
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"Hahahaha!"
Duanmu Xiaoer's wild laughter exploded in the trapped dragon array: "Evil sky, you are here to save Ao Su, and if you break this array, you will die, how will you choose if you are in a dilemma!"
The reason why he laughed wildly was because of his confidence in the trapped dragon array.
"I want to see if it is as strong as an evil blade, and if it can break the formation without hurting Ao Xu!"
Thinking of this, Duanmu Xiaoer's eyes rolled, and he turned out to be boundless and insidious: "Everyone listens to the order! Kill Ao Qing, take the dragon blood essence and melt it into the Dao body, and the backlash of the different ways will be solved immediately!"
As soon as these words came out, the murderous aura in the trapped dragon array rose to the sky!
Seeing this, Evil Heaven dropped a sentence and walked towards the east of the trapped dragon array.
"People who are not **** and are not beasts, all of them are killed. β
"Whoa!"
The six Supreme Elders suddenly received the order, and Lu Xian was full of momentum and began to ruthlessly slaughter hundreds of thousands of beast-body human souls.
"You dare!"
Seeing this scene, Duanmu Xiaoer couldn't believe it, and his eyes were cracking!
Because all the disciples who did not die in the trapped dragon array, after being suppressed by the dragon blood essence, they will definitely complete the alien seizure and become his capital across Kyushu!
And now, his capital is dying one by one in the hands of his Supreme Elder......
Duanmu Xiaoer couldn't believe what he saw!
"Tuoba Xue, you can't die if you want to!
Hearing this, the six Lu Immortals sneered: "Duanmu Xiaoer, we are already the soul slaves of the Evil Heavenly Prince!"
"If you know each other, kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, maybe the evil prince can keep your whole body!"
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"What a trick!" Duanmu Xiaoer was furious, "Evil sky, I guess my son was also poisoned by you......"
Finally walking to the position, Evil Heaven turned back and said lightly: "Isn't this the scene you are waiting for?"
"Hmph!" Duanmu Xiao Ermu Ran retracted his gaze at his son, and sneered, "It seems that you can break through the trapped dragon formation without hurting Ao Xu." β
"No, you can't. Evil Heaven replied casually.
"Hah!" Duanmu Xiaoer laughed, "Don't say that you have recovered your cultivation, even the evil blade can't do it!"
Evil Heaven bowed: "He really can't. β
Then, Duanmu Xiaoer couldn't laugh anymore.
Because he couldn't break through the evil sky of the trapped dragon array, he was still so confident.
"It's strange, could it be that there is still ...... evil sky" When he saw Luo Xiuxiu's face, Duanmu Xiaoer's soul was furious, and he screamed, "This and this, this is Rakshasa Jun, monarch!"
"Yes, but her immortal power is forbidden, just like a mortal, and I won't let her resume her cultivation. β
The more Evil Heaven denied his hole cards, the more uneasy Duanmu Xiaoer felt in his heart, but the killing speed of the six Lu Immortals slowed down.
And they took it seriously.
"Could it be that the evil innocence can't break through the trapped dragon formation?"
"It's possible, otherwise he wouldn't have said for no reason that it was Ao Qing who trapped him ......"
"How about I?"
"Kill ...... slowly"
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And the abnormality of the six Lu Immortals gave Duanmu Xiaoer a trace of inexplicable confidence.
"Six people are like this, it is not evil and naΓ―ve that they can't ......"
Duanmu Xiaoer was entangled, and Evil Tian found a case table from the storage bag.
This case, in the forbidden love hundreds of thousands of years ago, was used to carry two red candles with the word "happy".
In the Secret Realm of the Great Ascension to the Heavens, the role is to hold three jade talismans that break through the mountain inheritance.
Today, its only role is to go back to antiquity.
"The Third Ancient ......"
Evil Heaven took a deep breath, pinched the case, and entered the ancient fantasy realm.
At the same time as the ancient illusion appeared, Duanmu Xiaoer's heart hanging in his throat fell back into his stomach and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Hmph, pretending to be a ghost, it's just entering the ancient fantasy realm......" Duanmu Xiaoer smiled coldly, "Okay, the old man will fulfill your pair of hard-working mandarin ducks once, open!"
Buzz Buzz......
The roar was like thunder, as if the gate of heaven was wide open, and millions of miles of trapped dragon ice fields and the earth cracked a deep ditch that did not know geometry.
The deep ditch was dark and bottomless, the sound of chains shook the sky, and a faint sad breath escaped.
Along with the sorrow, there is a feeling of longing that is so thick that people can't breathe.
And when this longing, after seeing the majestic figure sitting on the top of the mountain in the ancient fantasy world, it turned into an affectionate whisper.
"Breaking the Mountain......
Broken mountains are crying.
Whenever he finished his penance, he would sit down on the top of the broken mountain peak, face Yunzhou in the northwest, and weep silently.
Tears are not pain, not powerlessness, not sadness, but longing.
"child, I miss you so much for my husband......"
"But the husband can't save you......"
"But the husband must rescue you!"
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In this way, **** repeats, and a repetition is tens of thousands of years.
On the trapped dragon ice field, an ethereal dragon cry sounded.
Evil God knows that this is the cry of the little white dragon, and this cry is sweet.
Because the love between this pair of humans and dragons has long transcended life and death, transcended all shackles, and existed forever.
Whether it is the tears of breaking the mountain or the crying of Ao Xu, they are all pure sweetness.
And the sorrow that has accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years has been left to everyone on the Trapped Dragon Ice Field.
Almost everyone knows about this forbidden love.
But no one, including Duanmu Xiaoer, could have imagined that this love, which can be called endless pain for both Poshan and Ao Su, would have no resentment, no hatred, and no ruthlessness......
And it is this pure lovesickness, pure sweetness, that makes almost everyone subconsciously angry.
"What exactly did they do wrong?"
"They're right, it's this world that is wrong......"
"Heaven and earth are ruthless, so the world is not allowed to have love, heh......"
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Duanmu Xiaoer was also angry, and even his eyes were red with anger.
"Hmph, what sweetness, it's just self-paralysis under powerlessness, if you really have the ability, why say goodbye!
Evil Heaven agreed with Duanmu Xiaoer's opinion, even this scene made his cold heart tremble slightly, and his bloody eyes were slightly moist.
But one thing is undeniable, the inability to break the game is the origin of the sweet tears of breaking the mountain.
Because for Poshan, what is powerless is not only the inability to save his beloved wife, but also the desperate way of refining the body in front of him......
"But is it really ......?"
Evil gods don't believe.
He didn't believe that the third time he entered the ancient world would end in this heart-wrenching sorrow.
He didn't believe that Poshan would let someone else save his wife.
Until the mountain was full of gray hair, the evil sky seemed to have discovered something, his bloody eyes condensed, and his expression was unprecedentedly solemn.
Almost at the same time as the Evil Heavens, it was the Evil Blade.
The body cultivators are very strong, and the heaven and earth that are strong enough must cut off this path of cultivation.
But there are some roads that are cut endlessly.
Therefore, with a ruthless wave of the world's heaven and earth, he killed the Shou Yuan of the world's body refiners.
Tens of thousands of years of penance, tens of thousands of years of tears, so that hundreds of thousands of years ago, the first refiner in Kyushu gradually turned white.
The white head is terrible.
It means old age, it means death.
And the breaking of the white head is even more terrifying.
Because one day hundreds of thousands of years ago, he didn't practice, he didn't cry, he just broke the mountain peak, staring affectionately at the northwest where Yunzhou was located.
It seems to be the same scene, but it is a little different.
This time, Shouyuan's depleted broken mountain is standing.
And he stood straight, a backbone, as if he wanted to break through the sky.
Suddenly, Evil Heaven's chest and abdomen twitched strongly, pumping his cold murderous intent surging, and pumping his indifferent bloody eyes and tears surging wildly.
"Breaking the Mountain......
Suddenly, the wail in the Trapped Dragon Ice Field shook the sky, the chains danced wildly, and the dragon groaned, turning the sweetness that lingered around the Trapped Dragon Ice Field into a poignant one.
The broken mountain, which is about to die of old age, laughed for the first time in tens of thousands of years.
"!"
This crisp and neat word is the last words of the mountain-breaking ancestor who came from the endless North Sea to carry the mountains and established the body sect.
At the same time as the last words were revealed, the mountain broke and headed for Yunzhou in the northwest, and waved the last punch of his life.
This punch was thrown, and the void shattered......
But the mountain-breaking rouge did not become holy, but entered the process of military liberation.
Because of this, this fist, which made the epic wonder of the shattered void hundreds of thousands of years ago, traveled through time and space, through the illusion, and came to reality......