Returning from the Xianxia World

The gods!

As the first burial sanctuary of the Oriental Lolevel province, centred on it, there was little smoking in it, as if it were always silent and pale!

Because the gods are absolutely worthy of the name of the first place in the East Turin Lolevel province, except for the main gate, no one here would say that they would be wiped directly by various intangible forces of terror, and the real terrifying is, but those who enter here will automatically cut lifespan!

The longer you stay here, the more you’re going to be cut, the more lifespan you’re going to spend almost a day, the less one year!

So, any low-level province man, but whoever talks about the gods, no sign of dramatic change, far away from it!

But in recent days, even if terrifying is known to bury the gods, there are still countless people who have to cut lifespan, because they have to see the fragmentation of the galaxy!

In collusion with Monster Race, which led to the disturbance of Monster Race, the countless people who died in the district for a few days, lived in pain not only because of the loss of friends, love for the wife, etc., but also because of the abyss of the bond and Monster Race, it was enough to allow them to cut lifespan and see it die.

But in the face of the more people gathered outside the realm of the funeral, the gates of the gods are extraordinary calm, as if they were not seen in all general, silent!

But…

Although the gates of the gods seem unusual, at the entrance of the gods, the hunting of up to 100 zhang is a big flag!

The big flag is underneath Blue White, the center of which is a complex and extreme round map, and the flags are automatic, like a silent giant, staring at countless people gathered outside the gods!

The

Flag of the Yuan Gate!

When the United States Gate is going to march on one side, it’s usually not there, and the Sect Flag of the existing gate comes first, preaching the Quartet, suggesting that the gate is about to fight, and that if it is feared, it will be on its knees.

So now, the gate puts the Sect Flag at the entrance of the gods, and countless people are clear, and that door is quite clear!

Battle!

And the gates will fight harder!

“Yuan Gate!”

Yang Yang, Lung, Zhao, Zhao Xiaoqing, the four men of the Moon are also in the crowd at this moment, and they look ahead of the gods of the earth, and Zhao speaks with his own words and folds!

lolevel province, whether in the evening of the swallow or in the eyes of Zhao, is nothing but a deserted land, and if not for the sake of heaven, he and the swallow will never come here at night!

Before he came to low-level province, he didn’t put low-level province in his eyes, saying it wasn’t too much!

But there is an old man in the family who warns him that the low-level province is absurd, backward, and that most of the time he can do things that he doesn’t care too much!

But only one side of power, best not to get too much contact, avoid it, or try to avoid it!

And the power of this side is the gates!

As for why Zhao had been chasing the old man, but the old man was just shaking his head, hiding as deep as he was, and finally said only one word.

Yuan Gang, while it’s just in the eyes of the powerful forces of Central America, it’s not that simple if it is to be extinguished, it can even be bitten in the face of immune, leading to the death of itself!

It was also the advice of an old life that Zhao had finally chosen to fall into the Catholic school, become a member of the Catholic House, and never go out with the Yuan Gate!

Now, because of Monster Race’s turmoil, even when he almost died in low-level province, Zhao finally came to the sanctuary where he had been hiding, looking at the gods, which seemed invisible and seemingly invisible, hidden the shadow of a covenant, and suddenly there was an unexpected fear in his heart!

It

may not be possible for the next side to detect and feel the silence of the central gate in the funeral area, to think that the door is quiet and silent, but how can Zhao, a brother of the Big Zhao Aristocratic Family, not notice the horror fluctuations that were spreading out of the gate?

Yuan Gang, this absolute hegemony in low-level province, the horror of a giant mass has been completely launched, as if the Great Desolate murderer is in vain, does not strike, and it must be Shi Potian’s shock once it strikes!

“The Yuan Gate,” at this hour of the night, it is the same thing to see the horror fluctuations that came out of the front door, and he whispered, but without talking, he said, “When the low-level province of East Ling and the state gates of Central China open, my grandfather came, and I must say,” My grandfather, destroy the door! “

“I have an instinct, and your grandfather better not come to the low-level province!” The moon, which has been rarely spoken, suddenly opens its mouth, slides its head, and then says, “Because Xiao Fan and the Gate, this battle will inevitably force some extremely horrible existence, and your grandfather will never see it!”

“There is no way!” If the swallow breaks the moon in the night, the sound is unambiguous and self-confident, “my uncle is the Peak of our big swallow Aristocratic family, whose strength is beyond your knowledge!”

“District low-level province, even if the gate is not just a stone in front of him, it can be wiped out as long as he wishes!”

“Maybe,” The moon has not contested anything at night with the swallow, just shaking his head, saying nothing more, just looking towards the front, waiting for the arrival of millions of Demon country descendants, like Xiao Fan, and then a final resolution of the low-level province with the door!

The Yang will never say anything at night, and with the dragon, Zhao Zhao will rest and hide in the crowd, waiting for the end of the war to come!

It’s just, what keeps Yang from knowing at night!

Just after he said that my uncle could wipe out all the power of low-level province, at the other end of the Eastern Lolevel province to the central state gate, there was no effort to disperse on one hand. If God’s God were in general, it would have only been there to fear that White haired old man would have been on his knees, close his eyes, wait for the state gate to open, and he was behind 100 young people, his next brother or disciple!

But at this moment, he suddenly didn’t come here to sneeze, and his body didn’t hit a cold shake without autonomy!

More than 100 young people in the back have noticed the change in Quebec White haired old man, and then not all of them, and expression becomes a piece!

With the strength and realm of the life essence, the power of the Quebec White haired old man today, why don’t you stop all sorts of evil and poison?

But he just hit a sneeze? Another chill?

How could that be possible?

“Which bastard cursed me to die?” “The Queb White haired old man was sharp, sweeping the quartet, staring at Void, trying to find out who did it behind his back?

But the search took half a day, and it was fruitless, and it was only abandoned!

hmph! “Coldly snort said,” Should it be those old fart things? It’s a meditation void curse on me to die. Hey, how can I react and not know what it cost? “

“It’s a big handwriting, okay, old man, not even comparing it to you, until we get back from low-level province.”

Just say, Queb White haired old man was silent and continued to wait patiently for the cantonal door to open, and the hundreds of young people behind them were all alike, and they were their own grandfathers, and their elders had fought behind their backs for years, but they couldn’t affect their grandfathers, their ancestors, and they didn’t have much impact!

Just a little thing, don’t worry!

And then they’re all silent, just waiting for the state gate to open!

Turn your eyes back to low-level province!

The more people are buried outside the gods, the more the black pressure on the earth is invisible, and countless people are oppressive, and death is staring at the gates of the gods!

And that’s right now!

On the edge of the sky, millions of daoist silhouette, under the leadership of a silhouette, went this way fast and appeared in countless eyes!

Xiao Fan et al. Millions of Demon Country descendants finally arrived in the gods!