Smiling proud dead lake

He suddenly raised a hand, secretly channeled his internal strength, and pressed it on the arm of the corpse in the rubble. After probing for a while, the white-robed man's expression was cloudy, his eyes flickered a few times, and he said: "There is no life inside, the pulse is Has stopped beating, alas... he is dead."

He stood up, shook his head, God is jealous of talents, such a person died like this, the man in white robe felt sorry for him, looked at Dongfang Bai, whose thin body was trembling, and was crying to the point of tears, then walked aside, and put Give her the rest of the time.

Under a cliff of ten thousand zhang, a young man in a white robe sat cross-legged on a piece of bluestone, standing there with a long sword in front of him. The young man was sitting cross-legged, with his hands resting on his legs, and his eyes closed tightly. , handsome face, suddenly red, now white.

"Cough! Cough!" A mouthful of blood spewed out in front of him, and the boy opened his eyes slightly, with confusion and sadness in his eyes.

"Why? What's wrong with me?" He said to himself, puzzled in his heart. When he was practicing at a critical moment, his mood suddenly became unstable, as if a person who was very important to him was in danger of life, and thus He was distracted from his practice and suffered serious injuries.

"Why do I feel this way? Who am I? Where did I come from?" The young man was slightly absent-minded and muttered to himself.

After pondering, he stood up and pulled out the long sword standing on the ground. With his back and his back, the young man looked at each other blurredly into the distance. He wanted to find out who this person who made him almost go crazy and was very concerned about was, he I think I have no relatives and friends in this world.

Even he himself doesn't know his own background, he only knows that the moment he wakes up, he is already in this world, and strangely possesses a strong internal force. Over the past few years, the young man has been constantly searching, challenging, and hoping All this can be ascertained.

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And the same thing happened in another place, which was in a space crack that was throbbing violently, in the weakest part of the space riot, in a vast sealing barrier, wrapped in a silver halo A strong man in a black robe, with his eyes closed tightly, sat cross-legged quietly in the circle of light, and his expression showed a very painful look.

On the opposite side of the strong man, there was also a person sitting cross-legged, who looked only about 20 years old, with a handsome face, white skin like jade, a strong body, wearing a black windbreaker, and his slender hands glowing yellow at this time, facing the Mana is injected into the silver aperture not far away, as if it is maintaining the operation of the silver aperture.

He frowned, and opened his eyes suddenly, but the mana-infused hand still didn't stop moving, and the shock flashed slightly, and immediately restored the previous calm, as if all this had been as he had expected.

"The thing I was worried about finally happened, but I didn't expect it to come so soon. To be able to kill a clone with more than half of my strength, it must be Pan Laogui himself who went to that space plane, and the old ghost must be stronger than the yellow-eyed zombie. Realm, huh, I didn't expect this old ghost to successfully absorb one-third of the mana of fate in a sneak attack, and rushed out of the crack in space. Just in case, and my situation is very dangerous, I had to make a change. Three's decision, if it wasn't for the dispersal of strength, how could the old ghost escape so easily." An urgent thought flashed in his heart, his eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the black-robed man in the sealed circle of light in front of him, and said to himself in a cold tone .