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The past cannot be changed, and the future is unpredictable.

Perhaps An Qisheng has never seen the trajectory of Sa Wuling ’s present destiny, all of which will be realized, but since he has already seen it, then the future will also change.

This is also the reason why the illustration on the road one is today's track one.

In theory, there are countless possibilities for a person's destiny. It is extremely difficult to truly understand everything.

At least at this time, An Qisheng was still out of reach, because it contained himself.

"Emperor ..."

An Qisheng said to himself slightly.

Inadvertently, he recalled the scene when he was in a dream.

On one side, a large golden ball of light, vomiting all directions, and the world underneath, is gray.

Is that the emperor?

"Ok?!"

As soon as he thought about it, An Qisheng had a great terror in his heart, and the crisis rose like a tide like a sea, almost submerging his soul.

The terrible fierceness of this great horror is that his heart is warning him madly, immediately he is in the heart, he cuts off all thoughts, and instantly closes all breath.

Then he looked up out of the window.

It was already early in the morning, and the sky was about to brighten, but at first glance, it was even darker than before dawn, and an infinite amount of thunder was brewing.

But in a flash, it dissipated.

But it was only for a moment. The entire Annuo County, even Qingshui County, and even Liangzhou, all the people who were able to suffer the miracle were awakened.

Pei Yuanhua, who was communicating with Sun Qi in Annu County Town God ’s House, changed his look. When he looked up, he was born with infinite terror:

"Sky rage ?!"

Sun Qi's face also changed with the incense burner.

"What happened?"

Sun Qi's heart was filled.

He had seen a similar scene in a similar scene. It was hundreds of years ago when a large sacrifice was held in the underworld.

Nether and dark place.

In the city surrounded by the stormy wind, the two eyes flickered away, and then fell into a deeper silence.

‘I ca n’t even think about it? ’

A faint haze rose in An Qisheng's eyes.

If it were not for his soul to warn him and cut off his misunderstandings, this time I was afraid that Thunder would fall off.

On this day, it became fine.

After this incident, An Qisheng no longer thought much, slowly closed his eyes, his heart was not born, calm as water.

In his body, mana flows through the whole body, brewing in every subtle place. The integration of the magnetic field of life, his mana is not only deep into the blood and skin membrane, but directly to the cells.

From the most fundamental place to strengthen the physical body, and then to supplement the spirit, the spirit will promote the transformation of mana more quickly.

From beginning to end, the cycle grew stronger.

This is a more efficient way of practicing. Compared to the way ordinary monks in this world spend their body mana, it is no different than the comparison between the primitive slash and burn and the new human on the interstellar journey.

The two worlds are human beings, traveling across the three realms, not only gaining strength, but also thinking more importantly.

As far as the horizons are concerned, there are as many achievements as possible.

Huh ~

The instincts of Qi's air machine spread with it, interacting with the ubiquitous magnetic field collision between heaven and earth.

In the practice of the Emperor Heaven Realm, the cultivation of Qi is based on the sacred heart, and the cultivation of the sacred temperature is the life.

Enlightenment is based on the destiny of the monarchy.

In essence, it is to enhance the power of mana to achieve the ability to move mountains and fill the sea, but An Qisheng is not the case. His seed is formed by integrating his own magnetic field and interacting with the magnetic field of the heaven and earth, not to let himself change to the magnetic field of the earth.

Instead, he influences the world with his own magnetic field, so that the world can converge with me.

In other words, the former is me, and the world is just me.

.......

Xiao Feng came to the backyard of the General Temple of Heaven.

In the small courtyard surrounded by the fence, Tianyi lived on the lawn and looked at the sea of ​​clouds. Before Xiao Feng spoke, he heard his inquiry:

"Are you aware of the previous changes?"

Xiao Feng nodded solemnly:

"If it is not bad, the starting point should be Liangzhou."

The change of nature naturally does not envelop the entire world in an instant, but at that moment, any spiritual practitioner can feel the transformation of the earth ’s spiritual machinery.

He naturally felt it too.

"Similar to this scenario, there have been several times in the previous years. Although this time the range of the sky is small and the fluctuation is small, there is no difference in essence."

Tianyi real person turned over and sat up.

Only then did I see the true face of this century-old master of the Megatron.

He was wearing a blue robe, but he had no crown of hair and no bun on his head. His black hair was spread over his shoulders. His face was crystal-like like jade, and his eyes looked like a starry sky.

Quite a bit of fairy wind bones.

"You mean black and white impermanence?"

Xiao Feng moved his eyebrows:

"They are in Liangzhou?"

From ancient times to nearly 100,000 years, the most awesome thing between heaven and earth is undoubtedly the emperor's ten survivors, but in the past 10,000 years, there have been eight more people.

Black and white impermanence is naturally the second.

That is called Yuanshen, but it is no longer a supreme existence that Yuanshen can summarize.

Even if it is him, there is a deep awe in his heart.

"Maybe, maybe not."

The divine providence is ambiguous, and there are ripples deep in the deep eyes:

"The ghost of the Netherworld is a wizard of the heavens and the earth, which runs through all ages and across the wilderness. After that day, although he was not there, the number of qi between the heavens and the earth was really messed up. The heaven and earth were confused. Even if I was proficient in the calculation of innate numbers, I could n’t spy on too many heaven and earth. ... "

"Can't you spy?"

Xiao Feng looked moved.

When the Yuanshen is released today, Tianyi Real Man may not be one of the people with the most profound deeds, but he is the most powerful person on the land of Daqing.

Even he can't spy, that Liangzhou ...

"A hundred years of planning does not depend on the gains and losses of one state and one place. Your gains and losses are still too heavy. If so, you still have no hope of going through the six or nine days."

Tianyi real person glanced at Xiao Feng lightly:

"I take the wealth of the world to teach it in a natural way, not because I care, but not to take it, so there is no awe in such a vulgar heart. But you need to know that this glorious Taoism is for others to see. It is the foundation of Lijiao! "

Xiao Feng bowed his head and bowed his head: "You are saying yes."

"However, although Liangzhou's gains and losses don't care, the killing of my people one after another should not be right, nor right."

Tianyi Zhenren raised his head slightly, and a hairline had fallen with it, and suddenly fell into Xiao Feng's palm:

"The big event is imminent, you don't have to go to Liangzhou, send a person into Liangzhou, and hold the hair and cut the hundred and two city gods to be buried with my doormen. You can't kill more, not less!"

Xiao Feng held the hair in his respectful hands and bowed his waist deeply, as if he could not bear the weight of this hair:

"Yes!"

After Xiao Feng retreated.

It seems that God of Reality has shifted his eyes to see the clouds above the sea of ​​clouds, and between the ripples of the void, there seems to be a stale and indifferent face.

The face was clearly outlined by Bai Yunguang, but it seemed dark like iron and stone, unsmiling.

"Are you going to kill my city God?"

At the same time, there seems to be a majestic voice like a starry sea shrouded in the sky like a cloud of heaven.

Xiao Feng hadn't returned to the front hall. Hearing this sound, he couldn't help raising his head, and saw the pupil of that face shrinking uncontrollably:

"Qin Wuyi!"

Qin Wuyi, a thousand-year-old ghost and god, the Great Green City God, is said to be the little ghost once personally enchanted by the Nether Lord, and the first ghost and **** under the Eight Nether Lords.

The first city of Yangshi God.

"It's fair to kill someone's life."

The real person of God of Heaven has a dull expression, slowly speaking:

"Some ghosts and ghosts should have been paid one hundred, but the real person gave you a face, thirty to one, are you still dissatisfied?"

Bang!

Thunder seemed to explode above the sky, and thousands of miles of clouds were torn apart, revealing the brilliant Jinyang behind them.

In the Qingdu City, many practitioners are also alert to it.

They looked up one after another.

The city **** in the daylight is very rare.

In front of the sparsely-burned city God Temple, a few catchers wearing soap-coats suddenly stood up, kicked the temple two steps forward, and took the plain yellow brocade from their arms:

"Your Majesty has a purpose, don't let it go wild!"

Roar ~

Along with this, countless people in the Qingdu city suddenly exploded a Huanglong Dragon Yin.

The National Games were shocked, and the Dragon Qi roared.

"Qin Wuyi, Providence ..."

On the top of the 33rd floor stupa of Rulaiyuan, the silent Ruyi monk raised his eyebrows slowly.

His eyes are pale yellow, like a golden light with restraint.

Faintly, you can see things that ordinary people can't see.

It was a long, fortune-telling dragon that stretched across the roots of the Qingdu, and it roared into the sky with great power.

It was the gathering of millions and millions of people, the national games of a country, and the cohesion of dragon spirit.

It's a pity that at this moment, this long luck of luck is faintly black.

"Humanistic dragon spirit!"

There was a muffled sound that only practitioners could hear in the sky.

Between the sea of ​​clouds, the old-fashioned face angered:

"God, you can only dare to use humane dragon pressure? I can't?"

Humane dragon spirit is the luck of hundreds of millions of people, and it has no great impact on practitioners, but it is different for the Yinsi City God, which is also rooted in the people.

Incense, dragon spirit, this is the means by which the Nether Mansion Lord left behind to restrain the ghosts and ghosts.

In order to avoid the yin ghosts and gods to captify humans for the incense.

But at this time, it has become a means of imprisoning him.

Listening to the sound of Qin Wuyi's cold drink, Tianyi's face also appeared cold:

"Do you think that the real person is afraid of you? Wrong, the real person is afraid that he can't help but kill you!"

God's will is angry.

Before the Ruyi monk's future, he had been fighting with this Qin Wuyi for more than 100 years. Even, he hadn't been out of this Qingdu City for a long time because of this Qin Wuyi.

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Only one step away, you can become a ghost.

Such a big threat of sleeping on the side of his bed, he already wanted to get rid of it.

It's just a ghost and ghost, but it's not dead yet.

Among the Eight Nether Kings, there are two others who have never died, and it does n’t matter if they kill other city gods, but Qin Wuyi, once a ghost under the throne of Nether Mansion, is hard to say whether it will lead those two grandfathers.

Before he succeeded, among the people he didn't want to see most, those two topped the list.

"Kill me? God, you're afraid you didn't wake up!"

The sea of ​​clouds rolled, the world roared, and the substantive voice seemed to come out of the space of different degrees, and it really resounded over the Qingdu City:

"You kill a city of God, and I destroy ten people!"