MTL - The city of Monkey King-Chapter 1219 a musk

Endless sky.

There is a broken continent.

This fragmentary continent is extremely small, but only a few cities.

The mainland is full of dead wood, some scattered black stones, it is dyed with some blood, the meaning of desolate, people can not help but feel a chill.

On the edge of the continent, there is a pool of black water.

Inside the pond.

A five-foot-tall old man, lean body, is taking a shower in the black pool, while washing and blaming: "Xu Enhao, the guy who was kicked by the brain, find it every day, find it, find a fart! ”

"I still want to go back to the meditation world... Go to death?"

"Hey, I still want to pull Laozi into the water."

"........."

Dudu said, the thin old man mentioned Xu Enhao in this discourse, apparently knowing Xu Enhao.

"Oh, the predecessors of the week are full of enthusiasm, the younger generation admire, admire!"

At this time, there was a hearty sound, and the old man in the pool was shocked, and the fierce one got up. He appeared in a black robe and stepped on the pool surface, watching the surroundings with vigilance.

"Who?! Come out! Otherwise, I am rude to the old man!"

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

"The predecessors of the week were shocked, the younger generations were disturbed, and the older generation forgives them."

I saw that there were more than 30 figures from around the pool, slowly appearing from the surrounding voids, step by step toward the black pool.

More than 30 people, there are men and women, old and young.

Zhou Yang's brow, slightly wrinkled.

Then I waved my sleeves: "Flower without tears, what do you mean?"

These more than thirty figures are a true body with tears.

"There are no big things for the younger generation. I just want to ask the seniors to help me a little, and also ask the seniors to be able to promise,"

"It is the star map that Xu Enhao gave to you."

Zhou Yang screamed coldly: "If you didn't guess wrong, Xu Enhao was convinced by you, is it right?"

"Where is this from the predecessors, how can the younger generation persuade the predecessors of the predecessors? It is nothing more than talking to the predecessors, and the predecessors are full of hearts."

"Pooh!"

Zhou Yang took a sip of his mouth.

"I still have a heart, and the old man advises you to hurry, or else..."

Zhou Yang’s words have just been exported.

"Predecessors, you might as well look at the sky."

The flowers, with tears and smiles, echoed above the black pool.

Almost in the subconscious, Zhou Yang looked at the sky, and it was discovered that the whole top is densely packed.

This is the true body of tears.

"Do you think that this will stop me?"

Zhou Yangxiao laughed: "How much more do you really have? The old man can't kill you, but your true body can't trap me."

"I want to leave when I am old, I want to stay and stay, but I can't take care of you."

After Zhou Yang finished saying this, he was going to break away.

boom!

But at this moment, the void of the whole body is like an explosion.

Zhou Yang’s body shape was directly imprisoned in the same place, and he could not move at all.

Within the eyes, there is horror.

This pressure is coming from the top. He has discovered that many of the flowers in this sky have no tears and no body. No one breaths out of the real body. It is different.

Some have the power of a wooden line.

Some have the power of fire.

Some, have a water line...

Gold line, thunder, wind...

The power of the nine elements is there!

In the days of the world, except for Hongjun and others who have already broken away from the heavens and the earth, there is no second person who can manipulate the power of the nine lines at the same time.

No tears, do it!

Although the power of these nine lines is separate, it is true that the power of the nine lines is at the same time.

This is also why.

Every true body is a flower of the Most Holy, tears, and can make Zhou Yang, who has the highest quality of the Seventh Avenue, and is in the same place.

"You, what do you want to do."

At this moment, in Zhou Yang’s heart, the impression of tearlessness has completely changed.

There is no tears in the flowers, not just the slaying ancestors who killed the immortal.

"Premier of the week, still that sentence, I only hope that my predecessors, promised me a little busy, enough."

Facing the real body of Zhou Yang, a beautiful young boy with a shallow smile on his mouth, said openly.

Zhou Yang, fell into silence.

He naturally knows that he wants to help him with his tears.

However, he resisted in his heart.

He once vowed that he would never step into that place half a step in this life.

"I think about the time when my predecessors are fragrant. Just like, some of your other friends are thinking about the same problem."

Flowers without tears, slightly smiling.

This sentence makes Zhou Yang’s nephew fiercely condense: "You mean?!!"

In addition to Xu Enhao and Zhou Yang, there are four other guardians in the Ming Dynasty.

now.

This is the only other place in the endless sky.

It is being played, the same scene as Zhou Yang.

For example, the endless land of the endless Tianyu has a piece of land that is like the spring of the four seasons. It is a wonderful thing to be able to maintain a vibrant continent in the endless days of the raging wilderness.

And on this continent.

There is a prairie flower sea, a woman with a black diamond-shaped imprint on her eyebrows, is frowning and looking around her.

Different figures in different ways.

Around her, there is a majestic pressure, and her actions are completely sealed.

Just like the woman, it is also a pretty boy who dreams of dreaming.

"Predecessors, a fragrant time, please also consider."

This pretty son, a vulgar gift, said with a smile.

Another example is another fragment of the continent.

Like the existence of purgatory, the mainland is cracked, and everywhere there is a flame coming out of it. This power of fire is extremely powerful.

Even if it is the most holy monk, I am afraid that I will be killed in this fire.

The mouth of a volcano.

A rough man with red, red and long hair, bare upper body, soaked in the magma, a pair of eyebrows is tightly wrinkled.

Because of his surroundings, one after another, all with smiles on his face.

On the opposite side of him, there was a man in white, stepping on the magma, with a gentle smile on his face, looking at the rough man.

"You have to go to that place and do something."

Rough man, snorting.

"Relieve the eternal life."

The answer without tears is very simple.

"When are you a three-year-old?"

The rough man sneered: "If it is for the tomb of the Emperor, I advise you to give up as soon as possible."

"Shangguan seniors, this is a bad word, the younger generation is really for the world."

Flowers without tears, a slight flash, his face unchanged, said with a smile.

Shangguan, also with a sneer on his face, then closed his eyes and stopped speaking.

"Predecessors, a time of a fragrant, a younger generation of five, can be extremely fair."

No tears and no persecution, just a smile, waiting with a smile.

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