Revelation of the Heavens

"He doesn't have any capital, you also understand clearly, why bother to come here, I will think about it when he is qualified to come here again. Visit download txt novel." the end of the world.

"How do you know that he is not qualified? This kid has created his own Taoism, and he doesn't want to see it." Hong Chen couldn't catch up, and roared at the top of his voice. The respect in front of him is really immortal. If he can get his advice, Xiaoyu can overcome the demons in his heart The grasp must be greatly increased, and the Taoism can be perfected. There are many benefits. Hongchen is thinking about this all the time, so how can he let go of this great opportunity.

The figure stopped, paused for a moment, and the mocking voice spread thousands of miles: "Create a Taoism? I think it's a trick!"

"You old ghost is too self-righteous, you continue to put on your stinky airs, who cares." Hong Chen screamed and cursed, jumping up and down, hating the old cripple.

"Senior, stop. Since you said that what I created is a trick, I will show you a show." Xiaoyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and sneered at the old cripple, his heart flickered ferociously. weak.

The words fell, moved forward, took two breaths, and stood opposite the old cripple, the atmosphere was a bit cold, Meng Xuan looked worried and panicked, wanted to stop but was scolded by the world: "What are you doing about men, don't open your mouth, let The old guy looked at this kid's strength, and let him know what it means to be fearsome in the younger generation, which saves a day of arrogance, and he hasn't even created a fart for hundreds of years of cultivation, "

"You said that what I created is a trick, today I will let you experience the so-called trick." Xiaoyu has his own pride, and even without the guidance of this god, he can still step out brightly.

"Interesting, do you want to make a move?" The old cripple's withered face flashed a slight coldness, the strong will not be provoked, as long as Xiaoyu makes a move, he will only seek his own death.

"Please accept the trick." Xiaoyu didn't say much, closed his eyes, a large amount of elixir evaporated and burned, and poured his anger into the stele, the burial ground of the gods, the kingdom of the gods, and the gods of Yangtian manifested in the body for a ten-thousandth of a second , the source of the vicissitudes of life is confirmed, and the calculation and analysis of the person in front of you thousands of times, the will of the brain can not bear the impact and split, resulting in bloodshot eyes, painful screams, and the infinite coldness and anger of the main body. Innate, create a dojo.

"Ah! Origin!" With a roar, the fused dharma flew out, the avenue originated, the realm of karma and reincarnation was created and opened, and the road back to the sky was endless, endlessly recurring, and this blow created a perfect Artistic conception, undefeated coexistence.

Shock appeared in the eyes of the old cripple, and Xiaoyu's blow was amazing. It can be said that he has stepped out of the original place and stepped into a deeper level. This has nothing to do with the realm. Daowei, if you don't create your own path, you will only wander in the lower levels forever and ever, and it is impossible to become an immortal emperor. Now, he sees that a vitality has already possessed this potential, and it has begun to take shape.

With a flicker of thought, a finger stretched forward to break through the sweep, and the fingertips swayed with a flash of light, opportunity, and majestic treasure, shattering the origin of Xiaoyu.

"Break me!" Xiaoyu roared, the ancient civilization of the Dharma body rose into the sky, and the origin of destruction reappeared in the same way, and the true meaning was revealed when the light returned.

The old cripple sighed again, the first thing to do was to destroy the source, the finger, after a drop of ren, he must be a peerless evildoer, the luck is different,

The old cripple was not sullen, it was the first time in thousands of years that this immortal statue was injured, even though it was only a drop of blood, it made him hard to let go.

The gap between him and Xiaoyu is too big. It can be said that the dragon and the ants cannot be compared. If Xiaoyu made him dissatisfied or contemptuous of Xiaoyu before, what awaits him is punishment and destruction, but now, he sighs again and again. This sentence.

The blow in front of Xiaoyu only hurt the skin of the old cripple's fingers, not even a single injury was formed, his heart was trembling, without even thinking about it, the killing puppet on his neck changed into a human form to protect himself from being destroyed, if it didn't work, Then they brought all living beings into Mount Sumeru.

Manshan, Kuawu wanted to rush out to protect him, Master Niao shook his head to stop him, the old cripple was immortal, and wanted to kill Xiaoyu with his hands, these two figures were useless at all.

"How long have you practiced Taoism?" The old cripple was silent for a long time, he didn't make a move, but asked about something.

"A rough calculation, about four hundred years." Xiaoyu's vigilance has not diminished at all, and at the moment of answering, the will has already included the connection to Mount Sumeru, Mengxuan, Kuawu, Manshan, and Pei Yan are ready to escape.

"I'm old!" The old lame man looked up to the sky and sighed, and was speechless.

"What, now that I know how powerful it is, didn't you old man say that his Taoism is a trick?" Hong Chen flew in at the right time, taunting and mocking the old lame man, without any intention of consoling him.

"It seems that you have found a great partner, and you have no chance to get rid of this body." The old cripple shook his head, talking about him from left to right.

Knowing that the old guy was pretending to be a fool and deliberately changing the subject, Hong Chen didn't want to care about it, and answered irrelevantly: "The future is the future, and the present is the present. This bird asks you, is he qualified?"

The old cripple was depressed for a long time, shook his head, then nodded again, not knowing what it meant, Hong Chenniao's face was full of impatience, and he spoke again: "Whether you agree or disagree, just speak directly, and the bird will save you a headache."

The old cripple looked at Xiaoyu indifferently, and with a touch of his hand, the world roared and swayed, and the posts were uncovered and turned upside down, forming an abyss. Pei Yan, Man Shan, and Long Po were all imprisoned, and all sentient beings were restrained before they even had time to light up the law. It can be seen that the old lame man is terrifying.

"Don't move! This old guy stopped them just to spread the law with peace of mind. Don't worry, Manshan and others are not in danger." Hongchen saw Xiaoyu's magic light flashing, and the hollow eyes of the killing puppet suddenly lit up, wanting to shake the tree with a gnat, Busy to stop the explanation, sound transmission endlessly.

Being suddenly restrained, all living beings roared horribly, resisted and struggled, the laws of the pieces were surging, and the handover was turbulent. Kuawu and Manshan were the most vicious. Regardless of the magic lock outside the body, the power of divine power stirred up immeasurably, making the law of the seal bright Brilliant, continued to bless, causing the two subordinates to splatter blood and hurt the bodies, Master Bird roared in time, and stopped the restless factors of the two statues, and then he was relieved.

Xiaoyu stepped forward to comfort the sound transmission, making all living beings quiet and quiet, except for Long Po and Fan Guzi's vicious and ferocious faces, the rest of the living beings sank quietly, Meng Xuan was the calmest, so he simply closed his eyes here and waited Your husband is back.

"Come!" The old cripple saw that the boy had finished handling the matter, and walked forward, ignoring all sentient beings.

"Follow up." The red dust flew down Xiaoyu's shoulders, the bird's face was sullen, this old guy still didn't let go of his arrogance, he took a step forward and didn't stay, only a few black stars left in two breaths, if he didn't catch up again, I'm afraid he would die again Can't find the direction of the shadow.

Xiaoyu no longer loves his sons and daughters, and left the killing puppet here to protect Hedao's wife, and then moved forward. The origin of Famang jumped up and followed behind the old cripple. The distance between the two sides was only two breaths away. They tried their best to catch up. It took half a day to stand shoulder to shoulder with the old lame man.

Hong Chenniao's face flashed a bit of consolation, this old guy looked ruthless on the surface, but in fact he still put down some airs to let Xiao Yu have a chance to catch up, otherwise at his speed, this kid can't catch up.

"Finally catch up, with your speed, if you meet a strong enemy, you may have been beheaded thousands of times." The old woman glanced at the boy beside her, shook her head and sighed, and said sarcastically.

Xiaoyu was silent and did not refute. He was quickly restricted by his realm and had always been weak and weak. The old cripple's remarks made sense, and he would not confuse right and wrong.

Seeing that Xiaoyu was taught, he was not arrogant and arrogant, and he did not make excuses to excuse his shortcomings, the old cripple nodded, and the young man can be taught.

The road was a bit dull, the two sides were silent, Hongchen stood on Xiaoyu's shoulder and couldn't help transmitting the voice, revealing the old cripple's likes and dislikes, calling him to pay attention, not to offend this old monster.

After listening to Hongchen's words, Xiaoyu is also helpless. The old cripple has too many eccentricities, such as being obsessed with dead corpses, and likes to smell the smell of corpses, and has special hobbies for many strange and indescribable things, these are just some of them For one part, I don't know how many minor flaws there are.