Chapter 594 Qiongchu Creation? (Second, please recommend a monthly ticket)
The stone platform was broken, and the countless spiritual lights were rushed out.- -Wang.
The eyes of everyone were slightly psychedelic first. Then they were dynamic. They faced those Guanghua and chased the past.
Zong Shou squinted slightly, and first captured, but there were a few strands of purple light.
"——Pride Dan, Ziji Linghua!"
That is the real Zijin Dan! It is already psychic, and you can extend his life of 30 years.
Zong Shoujian went down the next one without hesitation, and he opened a big hand. He immediately captured a few purple lights.
At this time, there are still a few people who try to compete for the Zijantan.
But when he saw Zong Shou rushed to, he sighed helplessly and gave it to the side.
Even if you want to avoid a few people, they have avoided them and don't entangle him.
Except for Zijan Dan, the rest of the burial objects, although the identity of this king is somewhat unreasonable. It can still be a rare Qi Zhen for their heavenly monks.
At this time, I really can't commit it, fight with this guy-
Zong Shou several of the purple pole Dan got his hands, and all the purple poles Linghua also ended all.
Looking at these four weeks, it was a fringe. I took a long gun of the sixth -order fighter and a long black sword, and the rest would not be ignored.
Although there are a lot of spiritual things here, there are not many that can be used.
He wanted to take it all, take it back to his subordinates, but know that the water is full, and the full moon is full.
The most valuable here is Zijie Dan. After eating meat by yourself, you always need to give people a soup.
Anyway, all the harvests of the ancestors need to be given 80 % of the day.
The calm tip of the scopeless move. The piles of spiritual stones below are collected in the bag.
These spiritual stones are the most inconspicuous compared to these Qibao.
However, Zong Shou found hundreds of psychic stones above the third level of the mysterious third-level.
Just such a bunch, your own unique book can take about 250 days more. How can you not like it?
The Yunmeng Dazawa fragments in the Yinlong Valley are far from the tomb of the king.
Thinking of the huge income of this expectation, Zong Shou felt that after this time he returned, he was afraid that he would wake up with dreams.
It was not until this time that Zong Shoucai found that the water Lingbo was set in the air.
Even if the spiritual light is full of sky, she is not indifferent. Even if she passes by her eyes, there is no intention of fighting.
Zong Shouwei is strange, but he is still patient. Take the weak water body from the spirit mustard ring.
A purple pole Ling Huadan was fed, and it turned out that the internal injuries were at the speed of visible to the naked eye.
Looking at this situation, there is no need to treat Xuanyuan according to people. For up to three or five hours, weak water can be cured to wake up.
The mind was suddenly loose, and it was completely put down. Zong Shou was a smile, and he leaned to Shui Lingbo.
"Why is the sister in a daze? If you can't shoot anymore, I'm afraid there will be no chance--"
The weak water injury has been recovered, Zong Shou is in a good mood, so he also has a mood, and the boiling water Lingbo jokes.
Shui Lingbo suddenly became angry, and turned his head and glared at Zong Shou fiercely. He thought that he would always have one day, and he would surpass this son on Xuanming Gold Book!
At present, I can only respond helplessly, and then a disdain: "It's just some garbage, what are the good guns? You can only look at it. It is ridiculous.
After that, it became a poor ghost, it was true that it was compassion- ""
As Zong Shou listened, he remembered that Fairy Taiyuan was the real luckiest person under the God Emperor.
In the past few decades, I don’t know how many rare treasures I have obtained. There is also a Martial Saint Golden Pill in the body,
It's no wonder that I don't like anything here.
After despising King Xiang, Shui Lingbo pointed downwards with his tender finger: "It's you, if you don't get that thing, others will take it away?"
Where Shui Lingbo was pointing was the top of the high platform. (-< Shuhai Pavilion >-wang.) After the outer layer was shattered, there was another jade stone platform inside. And the top one was a golden throne.
.Engraved with a nine-headed dragon shape, it looks luxurious and solemn.
But if you look carefully with your spiritual eyes, you can see countless blood-red evil spirits lingering on it.
Zong Shou took a brief look at it and didn't care at all: "I don't like this thing very much because it doesn't suit my temperament. If they can take it away, there's nothing wrong with it -"
Although he said this in his mouth, he was still confused in his heart.
When I saw this throne for the first time, I already felt something was wrong. Between this thing, there was both repulsion and disgust, but also an extremely strong attraction.
To be more precise, it should be hunger and thirst——
At its most extreme, he almost lost his mind, and there were many hallucinations in his consciousness, and he subconsciously wanted to touch it. In the end, it was the Abi Throne that spontaneously cut off the connection between his mind and heart, and he finally came to his senses.
He couldn't explain exactly how he felt. Zong Shou always felt that if he sat on it, something would happen. Something would be changed.
Whether it is good or bad, I don’t know——
The only thing that is certain is that the Abi Throne obviously already has its own preliminary weapon spirit and will choose its own master.
And I am afraid that I have been excluded from this throne.
Could it be that the spiritual fluctuations I felt outside Yinlong Valley before were this thing?
"You are really weird! This Throne of Abi was made by the First Emperor who collected countless spiritual gold from all over the world to resist the invasion of the royal aura. You are actually willing to let such a treasure be so generous-"
Shui Lingbo shook his head and was too lazy to say anything else. Since Zong Shou didn't want it, could he still force it?
While the two were talking, a ninth-level spiritual cultivator had already arrived at the top of the high platform.
With a face full of ecstasy, he grabbed the throne. When he was about to take it away, his face turned frightened.
Then the whole person suddenly shrank. In an instant, all the skin, flesh and blood seemed to be drained away. Only a skeleton was left in the whole body.
Until the end, the whole body turned into sand and turned into dust.
Several monks around who were trying to fight for it were obviously startled. However, they were still unwilling to accept it and still tried to collect it.
Having learned from the past, naturally I didn't dare to touch it with my hands. They each used their spiritual methods to try to absorb it.
But every time the inner breath of spiritual power comes into contact with the Abi throne, the energy, blood and essence in these people's bodies rush out one after another.
In an instant, four ninth-level monks were turned into dust and sand around the throne. Only two of them managed to escape by luck. However, most of their skin, bones, flesh, and blood had also been removed, and their appearance was miserable.
Shui Lingbo and Zong Shou looked at each other in confusion, and then the former nodded slightly: "You're right! It's really best not to touch this thing for the time being!"
Zong Shou also felt that he was scared. This nose throne was more domineering than his anemine decision.
If he "swallowed" a person, at least he still left a little scum. This nose throne, but there is nothing left at all.
If you are going to move this thing. At this time, I really do n’t know what the end will be.
A police officer in my heart, looking out. I saw another group of light and shadow, and it came in the air.
The spiritual lighting, which is subconsciously avoided. It can be rotated but not right, and looking at it again. I saw that the shape of the book is the shape of a book.
"It's Yu Shu!"
"It's really here!"
I do n’t know who it is, first of all, a exclaimed. Then almost everyone, they all noticed the past. Even those who chased the spiritual light and a few of them stopped, and they looked at it.
A few enthusiastic.
Zong Shou also frowned, remitted with the eyes with soul power, and penetrated the layer of spiritual light.
Then the expression was a bit strange.
On the surface of that book, there is indeed the word "Qiong Creation". But this feeling is somewhat different from his "Jiu Jiming World Book "-
And in the legend, shouldn't it be one in the second book of the universe?
Why is this universe in the depths of my heart. Why is there none of the reactions at all?
There were all kinds of doubts in my heart, but Zong Shou for a moment but flawlessly thought about it.
In the end, what is the truth, you always need to take it in your hands to know the cause.
Shui Lingbo was already loud, and it rose into the air. A golden fine net, which was covered by the "Qiong Chuangshi".
"Zong Shou, I am going to make this Yushu! You have to dare to fight, don't blame my sword without leaving a face--"
Zong Shou heard the corners of his lips, and he also pulled up his sword. Flying in the air, he whispered: "Who can take it away, each based on the ability. I won't give each other-"
Whether this thing is "The Creation of the World", he will definitely get it!
"This sentence is what you said!"
Shui Lingbo snorted, and saw the fine net, to cover the yellow Umoo book.
But I saw a sword light. Suddenly it rose away. With the meaning of shattered, just right, the fine net opened.
"Desperate!"
Looking forward, the desire is already from Yu Shu, but the pupils of Shui Lingbo are slightly shrinking.
Cutting off time, the desire to be desperate is a last resort, and can only evade backwards.
This Li Wuhui just retired from desperation. There was no wounded over there, and it was also a sword. Flying was flying down. Thousands of spirit burst, and the figure of Li Wuhui broke away far away!
Several people are competing for each other, and they have already played several times. But no one can approach the "Qiong Chuangshi Record", but by the sword light and sword, forcing farther and farther.
As for those ninth -tier monks, they are not allowed to be close at all. The sword light swords are shining, often they are just the strength, and they can be fatal.
It can only be pale, looking at a few people from a distance. It is already completely interesting.
Zong Shou was the last shot, but it was the first to start. Just when several people were restrained with each other, they stepped a step, and it was about a hundred feet away from the "Qiong Creation Record".
Several people around him suddenly stunned. The expression was blank, and I did n’t know if it was time to continue the competition. The original was not injured, but it was already a sword mang, and it was cut down.