Although his master, although the chaos gods have fallen in the last era.
However, such a powerful existence is not the end, it just exists in another form of unspeakable form. This is clear that the Yuan Tu is very clear.
Their strength is too strong, and the power of chaos is enough to annihilate all the avenues, because the avenue is in the chaos, and even the universe is the ancient chaos and magic god plates.
Jiuli Wild Seal in her body.
It is the master of her master Chi You Demon.
Although it is just a mark, the power of the chaos and magic gods is overwhelming, and the ghost gods are unpredictable. Long Xiaoshan does not know what ghosts have been done.
This is the power of her master.
To some extent, although she is powerful, her power is the root of her power.
So she is difficult to control this magic.
Even if her realm is high, no matter how strong her strength is, it is useless.
This kind of restraint is not reasonable.
But once this magic explodes, Yuan Tu does not know what consequences will cause. The chaos god is taboo. This is not the power of this era.
The Era was destroyed.
If the chaotic god demon appears again, I am afraid that this universe will attack and stifle this kind of difference. This is not a heavenly power of a planet or a small world, but such a huge universe, the origin of the highway.
For the origin of the most high cosmic avenue, even the Yuan Tu was scared.
Because its ontology was split at that time, it was the interference of the origin of the avenue. At that time, her body was too destructive and destroyed a river system.
That kind of attack is even elusive, not the so -called heavenly robbery, and naturally happened, letting her have two kinds of personality, one divided into two, there is no way to stop, even if it knows it is useless.
Even she is so, if it is a higher level than her, the chaotic gods are reborn.
What is the reaction of the universe's highest origin, you can imagine.
Yuan Tu's cold humming, the god of thought shuttled, and entered the magic. Although she couldn't hold the magic, she and the magic gas were homologous.
Soon, she also entered the imprint.
I saw the huge magic vortex.
In the center of the vortex, the fairy and infant god of Long Xiaoshan are assimilated, and a strong response occurs.
"Long Xiaoshan, I don't know how you quoted the imprint. If you can hear me, you can find a way to stop this assimilation, otherwise you will become a chaos god and be born in this world.
Avenue will kill you ... "
Yuan Tu's voice passed.
Long Xiaoshan heard it.
"How do I stop?" Long Xiaoshan's divine thoughts came from. Although he did not trust the Yuan Tu, he did feel the horrible erosion of this magic, making his consciousness become colder and violent, and he involuntarily exuded on his body.
Whoever me is, everything is the domineering momentum of dumplings.
He suspects that he will continue, and he will become an absolute self, no emotional domineering existence, so -called family and friendship and love will become the most boring thing in the eyes, absolute self, absolutely domineering, no one can be able to be able to
Violation, Ning teach me to bear the people of the world, and to teach people to take me over the world ... Long Xiaoshan does not want to become like that.
Although the higher the cultivation, the more indifferent feelings, he still wants to keep a little sincere in his heart. If there is no trace of human nature, what is the meaning of cultivation?
"I don't know ..." Yuan Tu frowned: "How do you quote these magic, how do you absorb it, it is reasonable, as long as you encounter this kind of magic, you are annihilated.
There are special things, you can blend with the magic. "
"Yeah?"
Long Xiaoshan's consciousness flashes, how to quote ... By the way, the heavenly marks of Xiantu, the fusion of him and the fairy earth, is the master of the immortal soil.
Xiantu is the first giant star in the flood and the biggest carrier of the flood. Many chaos gods were born here.
Although the immortal soil is broken today, it has long been glory of the Era.
But its core of true spirit can still resonate with the chaos and magic.
Because Xiantu is their mother star.
Since it is a mother star, it will not be completely controlled by the qi of the chaotic gods. The magic is not a real god and demon. There is no specific consciousness. It is just a force. Even if the level of this power is high, it is unimaginable.
Long Xiaoshan tried to control the spirit of the immortal soil and began to manipulate the magic.
Gradually, the roar of the magic roar in the void began to weaken, as if it was controlled by an inexplicable force, began to soothe, and for a long time, the devil gradually sank and returned to the devil.
Yuan Tu glared at his eyes, and he really sat.
She didn't report any hope.
Looking at the fairy infant Yuanshen sitting in the void, Yuan Tu's eyes flashed. This kid is really special, and his Yuan Ying is very unusual.
Such a strong one, even in the ancient times, the great soldiers were arrogant, and there was no such Yuan baby.
Although the magic is suppressed.
But the large amount of chaotic magic absorbed by Long Xiaoshan would not disappear.
On his immortal infant, an ancient and deep chaotic magic pattern appeared, which was already incorporated into his fairy baby.
How huge the power of magic is, it is no longer a fairy baby in Long Xiaoshan that can accommodate. His Yuan Ying inevitably begins to transform. The power of chaos is flowing.
The appearance of the glazed, the inside is uncertain. Through the ingredients of the magic, you can even see a world. It is the ancient immortal soil, the vast floods, countless mountains and sea giants, and the chaos gods growl in it ...
Click! Click--
Fairy and baby crack.
The unreal floods rose and the moon rose, and all beings were reproduced. All the aura around was lined up. The avenue was silent and dared not move. It was like a supreme.
When Yuan Tu saw this scene, his heart was shocked.
God!
Long Xiaoshan began to turn into a god, but his process of turning God, even if her old existence, was shocked.
It seems to have passed some unpredictable mysteries ... The communication that has been destroyed to the flood and immortal soil that has been destroyed. How can this be possible?