Give everything you have.

In such a business, this can be the cornerstone of success.

But now, all he heard was a burst of sound.

In my heart, there are some shocking feelings.

Although he knew what he was thinking, in the end, he was at a loss.

Although the road ahead is vast, what is he afraid of?

Now, he just sighed softly.

On the contrary, there are some feelings of palpitations hidden in my heart.

"Look, we'll be here later...... This seal, this pattern, becomes the teleportation card. ”

"What?"

For a while, the emperor brought a piece of paper from the side.

The pattern on it is actually very unclear, because the transmission is very vague, his body is just a yellow phantom, and the dragon robe is dim.

It's so luxurious and gorgeous, and there's nothing clear about it.

His voice was steady and silent, but there was some tragedy in this world.

Moreover, he actually said that he wanted to draw a teleportation array?

But I can't see it clearly.

"It's okay, you can copy it and give it to me."

Helian Qi was referring to this mirror.

And it's a mirror.

He could see it.

"Oh, yes."

It's like......

No, he was a good talker.

He is now, although he is an emperor, but he is not a straw bale.

Now, all he had to do was take out a piece of paper.

It looks like it's going to be painted.

And it's a copy of one.

On top of it, there are some patterns.

Because it's different, every teleportation array, it's different.

So, he can do it again, copy it a little bit.

Put it in a mirror, and they might see where his mirror is.

However, this side and that side should have different perspectives, and I don't know where the difference is.

But the emperor was very fast, he just worked at the desk for a while, and then it was like sending him a piece of paper.

"Help me secure the teleportation array, and then enter some heaven and earth qi into it......"

The conversation between them made Shen Zhen understand seventy-seven eighty-eight in the end.

However, he did already have a clear idea.

He knew what he meant......

However, this emperor, his voice is so majestic, and there is a sense of arrogance.

I think I've been an emperor for a long time.

Who was he, Helian Qi didn't ask.

But his voice came out very clearly.

And in front of him, Shen Chen, who was just now, still maintained the posture of kneeling on his knees, and then pressed his hands forward and pressed them on this mirror.

Then I just held it down and didn't look like it was moving.

But among them, he only had some demonic energy from his dantian, and then seeped into this strange mirror.

For example, his eyes have a kind of light at this time, and they are crimson, and I don't know if it is controlled by others, but he still doesn't know.

Now, I saw that his emperor suddenly smiled softly.

There seemed to be some weird light on his hands, but this Helian Qi didn't notice it.

"It's great, too."

He smiled inwardly, then raised his hand.

Now, a strange world was suddenly in front of their eyes.

I saw that the piece of paper had already penetrated a barrier.

It's a mirror, but in the mirror, it's still the piece of paper that spews out.

Maybe it's his real handiwork, or maybe it's the thing he showed just now.

But in fact, he draws so clearly.

There are some neat lines on the top of it, which makes it even more important.

It's such a piece of paper, and when he looks at it, he just thinks, it's different.

For an instant, he was almost sluggish.

And I want to bow and worship.

I feel like there's some light flickering on this mirror.

Then one on both hands. Just put it in your hand.

Then just wait for his response.

I saw that the body of this piece of paper was a little hot.

Moreover, it didn't take much time to teleport, maybe this mirror is pretty good, but it should only support the spread of small things, and for those people, it has no effect in the slightest.

Therefore, Helian Qi felt that he had to intervene in all this.

And at all costs, at the cost of drawing blood, at any other question of sacrifice.

Because this one emperor will be with him, and he can share weal and woe.

That's it, so he doesn't have any ideas.

Instead, he took the piece of paper from this man's hand.

Then, he glanced at the light curtain.

Maybe it's because there's not enough time, or maybe it's because his voice is too big.

So much so that it can't be transmitted, but his voice is indeed very intermittent.

It's like it's broken......

But he was talking.

"Now use your cultivation to draw a teleportation array, and it must be larger, not necessarily covering the entire desert.

"Maybe it's to go to the desert, but it's better to be like me, directly condense the cultivation into a painting, and then reach a consensus with me, and create a connecting channel, otherwise, if the teleportation fails at that time, then I will lose a lot of troops......"

He's suggesting.

His voice was still so calm.

He nodded, but didn't say much.

Instead, he looked at his figure and fell into contemplation.

Use his, Xiuwei to paint? Is it possible?

Isn't that a lot of black gas?

His cultivation is black qi, here, will it infect them all?

"It doesn't matter, any breath is fine, as long as we can come to an agreement. At the same moment, let's go and verify it together. ”

He was going to chant the mantra or do something, but it wasn't easy.

Is it possible to break two worlds, or is there something he is going to do.

However, there is nothing to guard against yourself.

For a while, the figure of the emperor had long disappeared in his eyes.

Like the moon in the water, like a flower in the mirror.

It seems that everything has become a crucial thing at this time.

Blue clouds, yellow leaves. The autumn colors are continuous, and the waves are cold and smoky. The mountains reflect the slanting sun and the sky receives water. The grass is ruthless, and it is even more outside the sun.

The soul of the dark country, chasing the thoughts. Unless night and night, good dreams leave people to sleep. The bright moon building is high and rests alone. The wine entered the bowels and turned into lovesick tears.

Today, he looked in front of him, but he was silent.

These strange images, and their voices, are now twinkling in their eyes and in waves.

There was infinite battle intent in it, but now it was as bright as blood, he didn't say anything, but gasped and clenched his fists.

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