Strongest Abandoned Son

Ye Mo stopped, and in front of him was an endless gray Gobi desert. In the Gobi Desert, there are criss-crossing space cracks everywhere. The various traces of magical magical powers and the laws formed by the laws are disorderly. The consciousness of Ye Mo in these criss-cross mottled laws is instantly shattered and broken.

Some of the dead bones were scattered on the Gobi Desert. Ye Mo forced a few knives to know how his knife fell on these dead bones, and immediately felt an ancient vicissitude. These breaths are also mixed with a strong rhyme flow, and Ye Mo’s knowledge is slightly swept, knowing that these dead bones are extremely powerful.

Ye Mo looked at the terrible Gobi Desert in front of him, and he guessed that he might have come to the periphery of the Nirvana forbidden land.

This is already the 110th year he entered the cemetery of God. Before twenty-five years ago, he lost the mark of Kong Chengtian. I don't know if Kong Chengtian has a problem, or because of something else. Ye Mo has been in the cemetery for nearly a hundred years. Although he could not sense the Nirvana forbidden land, he could vaguely guess a little path. Under the guidance of the gods without the hole, Ye Mo took twenty-five years to come to this Gobi Desert.

Ye Mo carefully entered the Gobi Desert in front of him, while controlling the gods within 100 meters and began to walk along the edge of the Gobi Desert. Some extremely thin space cracks and various laws and rhymes hit him, and his clothes were cut and shattered in an instant.

However, his powerful body immediately formed a faint bonnet, and as he slowly got used to the messy knives on the Gobi Desert, his walking route could gradually approach the Gobi Desert.

When you start walking. Ye Mo is still thinking about how to use his vitality shield to block these terrible traces around him. After he got used to the cracks and traces of the Gobi Desert. He has been completely immersed in the rhyme of various laws.

He realized what he needed from these messy rhythm rules. The laws here are mottled, and few people can peel off the magical powers they need from this, but Ye Mo can. In this middle, he came into contact with the law of space, and was exposed to the law of time and was exposed to the Five Elements. Among these rules, as long as it is beneficial to him, he has been forced into his own magical powers.

Until one day he caught a chilly breath in this mottled rule, which was extremely dull. Only a trace. However, Ye Mo felt the terrible smell of this cold. Although there was only a trace of this extremely cold breath, this extremely cold breath completely shattered the surrounding messy rules. Only this extremely cold atmosphere formed. A tiny space.

Ye Mo estimates that as time goes by, this extremely cold breath will surely disappear completely in nature, but now this silky atmosphere makes him feel another kind of power.

He stopped and even sat in the gray Gobi desert, and he was completely immersed in this chill.

One month, two months, or even a few months have passed. Ye Mo still moved and his hands were constantly gesturing. The rhythm of the road is flowing in his hands, and finally the space is completely sealed.

"Cracking..." After a year passed, Ye Mo suddenly snorted and raised his hands and countless crossed gestures instantly blasted out, and the space around him suddenly solidified. This is not a simple solidification of space magic, but a very weird solidification. It was as if a pond suddenly became frozen. Suddenly, the frozen water pool began to be covered with cracks and cracked from the center to the four sides.

"Oh." A sound can be heard, as if the frozen pond was frozen and broken, and all the rules in front of Ye Mo’s law disappeared, and the space in front of him became cold.

"Awesome ice magical powers." Ye Mo stood up and muttered to himself, he must have left the ice magical powers must be an ancient ice root. Even if this ice magical power is left with only a trace of rhyme, it was captured by his three generations, and then stripped open, and finally formed such a terrible magical power.

This supernatural power seems to be similar to the space magical power, but it is more intuitive than the space magical power. Or this kind of magical power is far less than a space magical power that is proficient in space law, but if both people only know some fur on the space magical power, then the power of this ice magical power is definitely greater than ordinary space magical power.

Once this ice magical power is applied, it immediately forms a space that seems to be solidified. This space is like being frozen. After the ice is cracked, everything that has been frozen will be torn apart and turned into dust.

"I will call it ice in the future." Ye Mo waved and spread the chill around him.

No wonder there are so many great people who are willing to come to the cemetery of the gods. This is simply a paradise to ask. A long time ago, I didn’t know what happened.

In addition to the cultivation of resources, the beginning of the gods and the ice and the air, is the biggest gain of Ye Mo in the grave of the gods. Even more than his sermons, he proved that as long as the water reaches the canal, it will be possible sooner or later, but there is no certain chance for such things, and there is no certain environment that cannot be realized.

In the gray next-door beach, you can understand the ice magic, and it is also a happy thing for Ye Mo.

Suddenly a vague scream came, and Ye Mo’s gaze immediately turned over. His gaze was also a messy and mottled law, and he couldn’t see what the scream was.

Ye Mo did not use the gods to observe. His fairy body can resist the rhythm and mottled law in this space, but his gods have not yet been tempered to resist the mottled rule. breath.

Ye Mo speeded up the speed and screamed. After half a day, he saw nearly twenty holy emperors. Some of these emperors sat on the ground, some stood still, and some were suspended in the air.

Ye Mo, the Gobi Desert, has been away for a year or two. In the face of this situation, Ye Mo has no doubts. He knows that these people are also familiar with the rules of the past, or they feel the rhyme here.

The only difference is that most of the people here are using the treasure to protect themselves, and only a few two or three people do not use any magic weapon. This is not a few people who use the treasure, Ye Mo quickly saw it, is a few Daoyuan Shengdi.

Ye Mo saw two acquaintances, one is Muxi Shengdi, and the other is Ji Xi. Sitting there, the emperor of the hibiscus seems to be also feeling a kind of supernatural power. Ji Xi stands on a wide bridge and contemplates. At this time, even Ji Xi can only come up with his own nine-petal lotus protection. The rhythm of the place here is not as strong as the magic weapon.

When I saw Ye Mo’s arrival, almost everyone was surprised. Here is a holy emperor, even if it is just a plastic emperor, no one is surprised.

They are surprised that there is a fairy emperor here, and it is also a fairy emperor who does not use any defensive magic weapon. Even those few princes who looked at Ye Mo’s eyes were a little shocked because they could not see Ye Mo’s true cultivation, but no one thought that Ye Mo was a fairy emperor. Xiandi can't reach Nieshengtan, let alone Nieshengqiao.

Ji Xi knows that Ye Mo is a refining body of the peak of the gods, but it is better. The rest of the Holy Emperor did not have the same views as Ji Xi.

A bare-headed veteran suddenly went to Ye Mo to look at it for a while, then he narrowed his eyes and smiled. "This fairy friend is really a good skill. Even if you have this body, there is no Eucharist. Not far away? My name is Gong Yang, how does Xianyou call it?"

When the ram was talking, the wrinkles on the forehead were deeper and even a little bitter. However, the breath of his body, let Ye Mo know that this person's cultivation is definitely a Tao, and it is still extremely powerful Daoyuan Shengdi.

Ye Mo said that he did not humble and hugged his fist and said, "The ram fairy friend invited, my name Ye Mo. I would like to ask the Rams friends, what is this place?"

When the ram was talking, no one dared to plug in. Moreover, the position of the Rams here seems to be the highest, even higher than the status of the other three elements. Therefore, Ye Mo mainly wants to find out if he has gone to Nirvana forbidden. If he is in the forbidden zone of Nissan, he will also ask the Gongyang if there is a way out.

Ye Mo is not worried about the glory days of Gonghuatian, and he is also worried about the array of the fairyland and the cemetery. The ram can't see his cultivation, he simply asks for a bigger one. Here, the higher you cultivate, the higher your respect. It’s bad, even if you have a grandson, no one is willing to give you a face.

"Hey, Ye Xianyou, here is the Nirvana Bridge outside Nirvana's forbidden land. Are you not aware of Nirvana's forbidden land?" asked the ram in doubt.

Ye Mo is very embarrassed to say, "I cultivate a kind of supernatural power to call the martyrdom. In order to cultivate this magical power, I will be able to sense the meaning of the Nirvana forbidden land~www.wuxiaspot.com~ lest me always I remembered that Nirvana forbidden the land, I did not expect that when I was able to practice this magical power, I walked away and even came here. It was God’s will."

Ye Mozheng said that he got it through the martyrdom, so he said that even if the other party is a Taoist emperor, he will not have any doubts about him.

Rams did not doubt Ye Mo’s words. He immediately said with a thumbs up. “Ye Xian’s friendly and powerful Hui Gen, my ram Anke does not have the great wisdom and perseverance of you. I saw two ways in the graveyard of God. I will never forget the pattern. I will go back and comprehend every 100 years, but unfortunately I have never succeeded in comprehending it over the past ten years. When I went back a hundred years ago, the two lines have been learned, and I have decided I am determined to come to Nirvana forbidden land. Oh, I am much worse than Ye Xianyou."

Ye Mo immediately understood which two lines of rams Ann said, and the other party said that he must understand the two early lines of the gods.

"But now, let me make up my mind to go to Niesheng Bridge." After the rams finished speaking, they comforted themselves.

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