MTL - Womanizing Mage-Chapter 646 Seven Gods

Xiaoyi was in the light column, a silver silk fluttered, and an illusory star was injected from her eyebrows to form a mysterious pattern in her sea of ​​consciousness. These patterns are so familiar and intimate. She thought of her master, the woman who was covered in a fog. \\www.qΒ5, c0m\\\\

These patterns are clearly and with some strange power, slowly blending with her.

Just as Xiaoyi was puzzled, a faint illusion appeared in her sea of ​​consciousness.

"Master." Xiaoyi shouted out subconsciously. Although it was only a shadow, the familiar feeling and taste were no different from her master.

"Xiao Yier, you still appear. It seems that the teacher is not mistaken. You are really the body of the gods. This is your fate." The gentle voice made Xiao Yi tremble.

"Master, this... what is going on?" Xiaoyi asked with some excitement.

But the illusion did not respond, but continued: "The barbarians are the ancient guardian races. The great witches have the power to communicate with the heavens and the earth, and they are the descendants of the great sorcerer and the gods, and you, if you are a teacher. No mistakes, you are a natural god, but the power of God is sealed. The power of this seal is for the teacher and there is no way to solve it. The first generation of the barbarians will predict the catastrophe of this world, and you can hear this as a teacher. Words prove that you are the first generation of the barbarians to predict the goddess. If you can find a way to unlock your seal, you will become the greatest predictor of all time."

"Xiao Yier, there is not much time for the teacher. You have become a person who fulfills the gods. After that, the barbarians will be driven by you. You are self-sufficient." After the virtual shadow is finished, it disappears into the sea of ​​consciousness of Xiaoyi. Obviously . This is only the words she had left in advance, and the illusion itself did not exist.

The light column dissipated silently, and the pillars of the hundred feet high disappeared. The small eyes closed for a long time, and when they blinked, the transparent eyes flashed a burst of glory, especially like a moon.

At this time, the sky did not know when it was gathering thick colored clouds, and Wan Dao Xiaguang shot from it, covering the entire barbarians.

All the local people are gathered outside this small courtyard. The tears fell to the ground, just in time. The sorcerer of the barbarians left them, and the gods finally fulfilled today. It is a kind of relief and a new beginning for generations and generations of the barbarians who guard the gods. This is the fate of their barbarians in the world.

"Young master, the master said that I am a natural god, but ... my parents are ordinary people." Xiaoyi Zhong Zhongzhong returned to God, some confused asked, she is a prophet, can predict others and even the world At the end, but only the fate of his own is unpredictable, this is that the doctor can not be self-medicated.

"Natural body?" Long Yi heard the horror, the natural body refers to the descendants of purebred gods. Is Xiaoyi a goddess in the world of the gods?

Xiaoyi repeated the words that her master had said to her just now, and the dragon was thoughtful.

Turning to Goddess? seal? The dragon is eyebrows. How can this thing be familiar?

Just as the dragon was thinking hard, a few mists of fog came from the bottom of the earth and merged into a small person. Excited: "Master, I found an underground palace under the tree of the Sacred Sacrifice Holy Land. There is a earth **** in it. statue."

Long Yi heard a joy, it seems that this time is really right, the earth **** is in the underground palace.

There are no more than 60,000 and 50,000 people in the population of the Barbarians. At this time, there is no end to the mighty.

"Xiaoyi, the barbarian thing you deal with. I went underground to see the situation." Long Yi said.

"Yes. Young master." Xiaoyi Wen replied.

Under the hundred meters of the Sacred People's Sacrificial Land, there is a ground palace built of mud, surrounded by a layer of enchanted yellow and mans. If there is no spiritual fog, this is not afraid of any enchanted elves. I am afraid that it will take a lot of effort to get into the dragon. After all, the soil enchantment is the most tight in the seven series of energy. Moreover, it is arranged by the earth god, and naturally it is not so easy to deal with.

When Long Yi entered the palace at the end of the earth, he saw the nine pillars in the temple. The pillars were engraved with beautiful patterns, while on the circular high platform in the center, there was a khaki sculpture standing on it. In addition, the hall was hollow. There are no furnishings.

The dragon looked around for a while, and his eyes focused on the sculpture of the earth **** on the round table. It is no wonder that the rhyme of the gods has never been noticed in the past few days. It turned out that his curse of the gods was attacked, and the gods became sculptures and breathed naturally. Nothing.

At this time, Long Yi found the bones and bones of the land under the round table, the fishbone, and half of the leg of the leg that had not been finished. He couldn’t help but smile. This earth **** is really greedy. It’s no wonder that this figure is almost spherical. Especially the belly, round and round, like a big watermelon, it is very funny. If you look at this shape, it is really hard to believe that he is the **** of the seven main gods.

"Ink rhyme, are you not there?" Long Yi called in his heart.

A faint shadow formed from the sea of ​​consciousness of Long Yi, and the ink rhythm sighed softly. "The curse of God on the earth **** has just started, and I don't know when it will return to normal. The **** of God on his body also Not what I can drive."

"Do you mean that we are white?" The dragon turned over and turned his eyes.

"That is not necessarily the case, my consciousness can come out of the body, 100,000 years have passed, the **** of the gods will not even come out of this point." Mo Yun chuckled.

At this time, a huge amount of pressure suddenly came from all directions, and the dragon felt a sinking in his knees. The huge force made his knees slightly bend, and he wanted to force him to kneel.

The dragon looked cold and cold, and no one in the world could force him to bend his knees. He was proud of his luck, and the enormous internal force and mental strength flocked to his feet. The slightly curved knees were straight and straight. His back is like a mountain, his feet are rocky, and there is a sneer in his fortitude.

But the hugeness of gravity is endless, and it seems that it has been smashed with the dragon, and the dragon is pulled down by the life.

The smile on the face of Long Yi is getting colder and colder, the muscles begin to beat, and the bones make a loud noise, no doubt. The person who can use gravity in the Temple of the Earth is not a god, but he wants to bend his knees. It is an idiotic dream.

"Give me a break." The dragon screamed loudly, and the long black hair suddenly exploded. The air swelled in an instant, and the hot air was shining, and the whole earth temple shook.

The yellow mans on the ground violently fluctuated, and the tides generally dissipated.

"Cough cough, there is strength. I like it." A yellow smoke escaped from the ground and condensed into a fat shadow.

There is a trace of blood on the corner of the dragon. Looking at the illusory shadow of this earth **** coldly, it is as expected by the ink rhyme that the earth **** has realized the law of separation in the past 100,000 years.

The black shadow flashed next to the dragon, and the ink rhyme appeared. Laughing toward the **** of the earth: "Xuan Tian, ​​it seems that you are very happy."

The earth **** Maitreya Buddha smiled at the ink rhyme, and a **** consciousness was released. It was the same as the charm of the ink rhyme. It was equivalent to the hug of the two. Seeing at the end of 100,000 years, I missed it very much.

The ink rhyme looked at the dragon who was still coldly watching the earth **** Xuantian. I don’t know why there was some volatility in the heart. She knew that this man was angered by the temptation of the gods. With his pride, this anger may be difficult to calm down for a while. Look at the blood of his mouth, the heart is not a bit painful, she whispered: "You silly boy, why not use the mark of God and the **** card to resist?"

Long Yi is the last answer, a pair of scorpion wolves are generally staring at the **** of heaven.

"Hey, kid, I just made a joke with you. When it’s not true, it’s not true..." The gods hurriedly waved their hands, and the expression was quite sincere. It’s just that he finished talking. I saw a dragon with a faint gaze, and a chill came from the bottom of my heart. Instinctively aware of the danger.

The body of the dragon was invisible, and the entity had disappeared. Only a shadow was left in the same place. At the same time, there were a few explosions in the air, and there was a faint brilliance, and a huge and vast force was overwhelming. Surrounded by the shadow of the **** of heaven, the huge spoiling force, such as the blade of countless energy, has been twisted.

Xuantian was shocked. From the very beginning, he felt a few major gods' seals and six major gods from the dragon. He wanted to explore the dragon and got the strength of the gods, but he thought that the dragon would not use the power of God. The move made him feel a sense of inexplicable fear.

It is necessary to know that the Dragon One has reached the top of the eight layers, and it is only one step away from the nine-story perfection. Although this step requires great opportunities to take off, the proud world will focus on the magic of ancient and modern times. After the nineth floor, the mountains and the seas are destroyed, and the destruction of the earth and the destruction of the land is omnipotent. Moreover, the proud world is determined by this alien world, and its power is at least twice as great as that of the dragon's previous life. It can be imagined that it is powerful.

Although Xuantian lost the body, but the seven main gods are white, and he has the **** of God in his hand, and is in the earth temple formed by the magic elements of this earth, even if he is the **** of the heyday. It is also very difficult to hurt him in a short time.

However, Xuantian knew that the loss was first, and he wanted to let the dragons let him eliminate the fire. After all, this is the hope of the two worlds, but he saw that the moves he made were absolutely powerful, but they had to use the magical energy of the soil. Form a defensive cover to surround your own consciousness.

Only a bang, the rapids, the airflow of the entire earth temple violently oscillated, the dragon in the center and the earth **** Xuantian was covered by violent energy, chaos.

"This kid is really a freak." Tushen Xuantian turtle whispered in his own energy hood, this hit is really earth-shattering, which makes him horrified, if not the defense of the earth magic elements is the seven He said that he must not use the **** card to be safe and sound. What kind of practice is this young man's cultivation, not like magic is not like vindictiveness, as if his body is an infinite universe, energy seems to be pure original force, this down It is very similar to the energy of the Father.

Just as Xuantian was amazed and grateful, suddenly a heartfelt glimpse of the earth gods was immediately sacrificed, but a fierce earthquake caused the pain of the topography of consciousness.

When everything is smoky and calm, the dragon stands with no expression, and the body is more damaged, and the hair is covered with a messy face. His mouth is slightly tilted, and the cold black eyes are exposed. A few smug colors.

The milky white body of the Lingwu Elf is now a few full laps, and the color is much lighter than before.

"Ming fog, doing a good job, rest in the back of the stone." Long Yi used the idea to take the spirit fog elf back into the boulder.

Mo Yun looked at Xuan Tian's weak and conscious body with some shock, and said: "Xuan Tian, ​​did he really hurt you?"

Xuan Tian smiled twice. Nodded: "I lost this battle, the old bones are really useless."

"How is it possible, even if you don't use the **** card, his ability will not hurt you so much." Mo Yun smashed the dragon, and said.

"Oh, this kid is also blackmailed. The elf in his hand can break my energy cover silently. It carries this little child to compress the energy, and it hurts me. It is really against it." The energy in the earth gods repaired the sense of injury, which was not serious for him. It’s just a matter of being hurt by a human being without using his power. Although this human being is playing a little trick, but the battlefield is ruthless, there is no fairness at all. He can only recognize it.

The ink rhyme remembers the spirit fog elf who lied to her, and hated the teeth at a time, but thought that the thing had such a function, and in the future will play an important role in dealing with the demon king.

"Kid, this **** has been counted by you, and you should be mad." Xuantian Chonglong.

The dragon smiled and the coldness in his eyes disappeared. The **** of the earth gave him a soft and confession, and he had a face. When he went on, he seemed to be ignorant. He smiled and said: "The means of micro-ends.

"You little boy comes to this set, the micro-end means can hurt me, my **** of earth simply don't take it." Xuantian smiled.

The **** of nature has always been bold and informal, and likes to make some little jokes, and the dragon has also reported it. His temper is also very arrogant. After a few words, the two of them are hooking their shoulders and calling them brothers and brothers. Roll your eyes.

After the battle of the gods and demons 100,000 years ago, the demon king and the seven main gods lost both sides, and the demon king was sealed. And the seven main gods have the most sinister curse of God.

With the demise of the last battle. The earth gods were covered by the energy cover, and there were countless ways to try to unravel the curse of God. But it succeeded. When the gods of the earth were greedy and delicious, they set up a temple of earth under the sacrificial sacred place of the ancient guardian ethnic group in the aromatic plain. When the curse ended, the barbarians cheated and ate. It was only 10,000 years ago that I realized the law of separation of consciousness. It was attached to a piece of jade and walked through the continent of the moon with a human being, but the curse of God is still unacceptable. Just a few days ago, when he had just noticed the dark fluctuations of the ink rhyme, the curse of God suddenly suddenly occurred, and he was waiting for the ink rhyme to come to the door.

Words and this 100,000-year experience, Tushen Xuantian is really a nose and a tear, the past is unbearable.

Long Yi teased Xuan Tian a few words, and suddenly remembered that the **** of Thor is in his own thunder, the smoke is scattered and the water is beautiful, and the look is awkward. Nowadays, the seven main gods, except the **** of darkness, the **** of the earth, the consciousness of the **** of fire, the rest of the gods of Thor, the **** of water, the **** of the wind and the **** of light are either dissipated or the whereabouts are unknown, but the **** card was taken by him. The third imprint of God is also printed on him, and I am afraid that it is fierce.

Mo Yun and Xuantian also seem to have an insight into the mind of Long Yi, and they have become silent for a while.

"Kids, the gods of the gods are handed over to you, you take my consciousness to leave this ghost place, to find something delicious and delicious, but I am tired of the things on the mainland of the moon, take me to the mainland See you." Xuantian suddenly snarled, obese cheeks and even the eyeballs were squeezed out, saying that a khaki-colored oval jade piece was shot into the sea of ​​consciousness of Long Yi.

The dragon feels a sense of shock in the sea, and the addition of the earth gods seems to inject a new power. He feels that he is different, but he does not know where it is, but he feels that the seven gods are gathering together. It all seems to be complete.

The ideology of the ink rhyme and Xuantian also disappeared into the dragon. Only Yu Long was alone in the temple of the earth, and his eyes were out of focus. All the spirits were concentrated on the seven gods that were rotating in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The addition of the earth **** brand makes the inter-connected ties between the seven gods, and the magic elements below all seem to have a tendency to close and penetrate. This is not a small problem.

When Long Yi stood for a long time, he suddenly woke up. He looked around the temple again this week, and his body shape flashed.

At this time, the barbarians on the top of the sacrificial sacred land, all the barbarians gathered together, and the enthusiasm of the eyes condensed on a beautiful woman on the ceremonial stage.

Xiaoyi has a silver silk knee and a transparent pupil with a strange luster. Suddenly, Xiaoyi’s eyebrows escaped a series of stars and shadows around her, forming a mysterious astrological pattern. At this moment, the sky of the sun is suddenly dimmed, the sun is hidden, and the stars and stars are beginning to appear. The pattern of the stars around the small is extremely strange.

And all the barbarians were trembled, and they bowed devoutly toward Xiaoyi.

On the stage of the sacrifice, the stars and the stars are flourishing, and the stars and the moons are shining together, and the small ones have floated up.

Only a few clicks were heard, and the sacrificial squad suddenly split a gap that was spreading and was slowly expanding.

The barbaric people who worshiped underneath saw it, and the expression became more pious, and there was a word in the mouth.

The huge glory of the ten regiments floated from the cracks and floated in front of Xiaoyi.

"The ancient barbarian guardian warriors, with the power of endless stars as a guide, wake up." Xiaoyi Qing shouted, the pupils rotated for a while, the stars in the sky suddenly brightened, the ten groups of Yingguang slowly dissipated, which was actually ten In the ancient armor, armed with axe, the giant barbarian warrior with a height of ten meters, they are not ordinary warriors, but the legendary ancient guardian warriors.

Suddenly, the ten guardian warriors blinked at the same time, and the light in their eyes went straight to the nine hexagrams, and they uttered a scream of screaming, announcing their awakening in the world.

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