MTL - Immortal Mortal-v19 Chapter 1141 The shrine of cultivation in the broken world

Two screams screamed, one of the gods turned into nothingness on the spot, and the other **** was blocked by a red bib, and the result was not shot by Mo Wuji on the spot.

But even if there is a bib magic weapon, his **** is thin.

Without waiting for Mo Wuji to start again, this Yuanshen screamed sharply. "The Taoist friends stopped, I know that a perfect cultivation place can make the Taoist friends break through in the shortest time..."

I have to add it again, and I will kill this god, and I will stop my own actions.

He came here to cultivate. This **** does not know how long it has been in the broken world. It is definitely more familiar to him than here.

Seeing that Mo Wuji stopped to do it, the Yuanshen was finally relieved. He said with fear, "I have no eyes, I dare to offend my friends. To make up for my fault, I decided to find me for millions of years to find. A cult place in the Holy Land tells the Taoist friend."

This **** obviously knows how to express the things that Mo Wuji needs at the fastest speed, so that his life will be stabilized.

Mo Wuji snorted and took out the position ball given by Tong Ming.

When the unscrupulous **** thought fell on the azimuth ball, he stunned. It is reasonable to say that the orientation ball will have a specific orientation after it has reached the broken boundary. However, there is no indication of the position of the ball he has reached, and it is still dark.

This kind of orientation ball, how can he find the place where he gathered

Mo Wuji does not believe that the Tongming will lie on this. If the meditation lies on it, then he can not cooperate with himself.

Mo Wuji's face is somewhat unsightly. The azimuth ball is closed up. It seems that there is a new change in the broken world. The rules of the azimuth ball in the meditation are completely unrecognizable here.

"Daoyou..." Seeing Mo Wuji's face is not pleasant, this **** is called awkwardly.

"Hurry up the lead, if you lie, don't blame me." Mo Wuji's mood is not good, the tone with a hint of killing.

"Yes, yes, please don't worry about the Taoist friend. That place promises to satisfy you..." After the Yuanshen finished speaking, he hesitated for a while, then he said, "I will bring the Taoist friends, the Taoist friends can Can't let me go once..."

"Lead the way first, wait until I am satisfied, then say." Mo Wuji screamed.

Without the location of the aggregation, he was even more worried about the glass. In addition to the glass, Tong Ming and Huan Huan are all old-fashioned giants. If there is a **** that can win for them, it is a strange thing. As for the company, it’s never easy to move around in the universe.

This **** does not dare to squat again, and quickly drifts ahead to lead the way.

The two men just got out of the semi-column and couldn't get rid of it. It was a **** who rushed out. This time, Mo Wuji did not wait for this metaphysical nonsense, directly locked the space, and the flame of a green heart turned this **** into nothingness. .

The Yuanshen who led the way saw the power of Mo Wuji, and it was even scared and shivering. The floating gods here, which one was not a powerful generation, are now in the hands of Mo Wuji, even the ants are not counted. If you had no intention of using the gods to use the flames directly, then he had no life.

"What is your name, how many years have you been here? Mo Wuji followed behind this god, and asked casually."

"The younger generations are stubborn, and they have been blocked here since the robbery..." The stubborn river answered the battle, and the fear of anger angered Wu Wuji. At the same time, he also lowered his identity to the level of the younger generation.

"What position have you gained?" Mo Wuji asked again.

The river rushed carefully and replied, "The younger generation did not get the **** position..."

I didn't expect a guy who didn't get a **** position, but he was still in the broken world for so many years. These guys are really powerful.

The place where the river was said was not very far, and after a scent, he stopped. I took a fragrant time and didn't walk out of the dry riverbed.

Only the place where the stubborn river stayed at this moment was a small crack in the riverbed. The crack was only half a foot wide, and the bottom was unfathomable. The unscrupulous **** thoughts were blocked and penetrated to a certain extent and were blocked.

"Predecessors, just below this, but the following is a bit far-reaching, I just went down once, I used it for ten years..." The river looked cautiously and looked at Mo Wuji.

"If this is the case, then follow me to see." Mo Wuji hand a roll, will carry the river, directly into the crack.

The river was wrapped in a god, and the heart became more and more scared. His gods are not bad, but at this speed, his gods can't be put out. It can be seen how powerful the speed is, and he suspects that the saint is just that.

In just a few days, Mo Wuji stopped. In front of him is a black stone, and there is nothing else.

Unscrupulous thoughts permeated and went through repeated observations, and finally confirmed that there is really only one black stone here.

"This is what you said about the cultivation of holy places?" Mo Wuji's face sinks, some hard to look.

The river feels the anger of Mo Wu, and quickly said, "Predecessors are angry, as long as they wait here for a few days, there is a strong spirit of spirits infiltrated. It is only a short period of time, I also found it occasionally. I believe Here, there is definitely a place to hide the excellent cultivation."

Mo Wuji stared at the Yuanshen and said, "I will believe you again."

After saying this, Mo Wuji sat down with his knees, and his spiritual eyes began to check the black stone.

Just one day passed, a rich and terrifying **** spirit infiltrated from this black, and the unscrupulous spiritual eye was falling on the black stone. This spiritual spirit permeated, and his spiritual eye caught a trace. fluctuation.

Mo Wuji did not hesitate to portray a dozen lines of marks falling on the black stone. Sure enough, a crack appeared, and Mo Wuji’s body shape disappeared into the crack.

The outside god's aura disappeared again, and the stubborn river saw Mo Wuzhi disappear, where dare to stay here, and rushed up. Even if he knew that he needed to spend ten years to go up, he didn't want to face it here.

Mo Wuji was all over the place, and he knew that he had crossed the black stone.

At this moment, the unscrupulous gods swept out of the sky and saw a huge pool. The water in the pool is covered with pale gold, and a kind of **** spirit that has never been touched by the unscrupulous has swept over. Mo Wuji is full of comfort.

He suspects that this is not a **** spirit at all, but a kind of heaven and earth that transcends the spirit of the gods.

And in this space, Mo Wuji actually did not feel any rules.

This reminds him of the scorpio outside the fairyland of the fairyland. There is a place in the scorpio that is empty without any vitality. There is no heaven and earth element in it. He and Su Xi have gained the nirvana root in it. The reason why he can smoothly in the process of refining the body, in addition to his refining exercises, certainly has some relationship with the niche.

And here are some similar, no rules, no various attribute elements. The only thing I can feel is the golden heaven and earth in this pool.

No, there is a stone carving on the edge of the pool...

When Mo Wuji saw this stone sculpture, he felt that it was not right. Then he knew that it was not a stone sculpture, but a living person.

The stone sculpture also seemed to know that Mo Wuji found him and sighed and said, "Hey, how many years has it been? I have not passed from a large number of robberies. Is it even more terrible to kill the world?"

"Who are you?" Mo Wuji had a hand, and the half moon behind him fell into his hands.

The stone sighed, "This is my place. You asked me who I am?"

Mo Wuhe smiled, "Is this your place? Not necessarily? Although I don't know where this is, I am sure you are not the first owner."

The stone carving is a nod of approval. "You are right. I am not the first master. I can tell you that I am the last master. Since you are here, you don't have to leave."

After that, the stone carving suddenly grasped the hand to Mo Wuji.

His hand is very slow and seems to be an old man who is going to be old.

Mo Wuji looked at this slowly extending hand~www.novelbuddy.com~ Some speechless words, "What is going on in this world? How do everyone think that they are so powerful, can Is it easy to pinch someone else?"

Do not blame the unscrupulous speech, his combat experience is also enriched. Even if you meet the worst opponent, the opponent will block the space when he shoots. However, after this stone carving shot, there is no space fluctuation, he can still move freely.

If this kind of fingerprint can also pinch him, he might as well buy a piece of tofu and die.

Half a month of heavy sacrifices, drawn a silver long river rushed to this slow, somewhat disgraced stone carving hand.

"Hey!" came a crisp crack, and the stone handprint suddenly burst, and several golden blood dripped down.

"You...how can you let the magic go outside..." This stone sculpture is like seeing the most terrible things in the world, staring at Mo Wuji, with a strong disbelief in tone.

Mo Wuji suddenly understood.

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