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The heavens and the earth changed, the falling stars and the sea shook and faltered, and the endless thunder was born from nothingness and bombarded the corpse god.
The light of thunder illuminates the entire sea of falling stars, illuminates the horizontal black hole, illuminates the Fifth Continent, and also illuminates the horrified face of the corpse god, "Thunder Lord?" The reaction force pushed the prisoner to the Fifth Continent.
Lu Buzheng subconsciously activated the Jieshan Formation with Sanyang Ancestral Qi, pushing Jieshan to block the entrance to the Sea of Falling Stars.
This process was not fast, but the corpse god failed to stop him. He was bombarded by the thunder, and the shining light of the thunder pierced everyone's eyes, making everyone unable to see the specific scene.
When Jieshan completely blocked the entrance to the Sea of Falling Stars, and then concealed the light of Thunder, everyone reacted and stared at the prisoner, the prisoner was still rushing into the fifth continent. It was really scared, and the thunder took its ass It's cooked, this Thunder is so familiar and scary.
Lu Yin lay on the back of the prison flood, panting heavily. His body was already paralyzed and unable to move. The release of the thunder made him suffer severe injuries. He must be healed. Thinking about it, his body gradually dried up. He runs around on the Fifth Continent.
Dominating the realm, the god of forgetting the market, the black gods of the black Wushen all looked towards the new world, looking at each other, and perceiving extraordinary powers.
The ancient gods were also aware of it.
Soon after, the corpse god returned, not only surprised the ancient gods, but even Bai Wangyuan was shocked.
After playing for so long, especially the corpse god wanted to destroy the infinite power more than once. He was the one who entangled with them the most, but he had never suffered any injuries. Now, there are several scars spreading across his body, like being burned by thunder. Same.
"What's going on?" Wangxu Shen was surprised.
After the corpse god himself took out that huge scarlet vertical eye, this scarlet vertical eye was about the same height as his height, but it was much larger than the Forgotten Gods, but its appearance was broken.
The ancient god frowned, "Did the Lu family's concubine?"
The corpse god raised his eyes, "It's broken, let's make the best use of it".
Hei Wushen was helpless, "This was our last step, but I didn't expect to be forced to use it. The location was still too close, so I was discovered. I have to keep it farther in the future. After all, it's not very strong."
"It doesn't matter, there is one in this space, enough," the ancient god said in a deep voice, "use."
The corpse god held the scarlet vertical eyes with both hands and raised it high.
Then, under the vigilant and puzzled gaze of Bai Wangyuan and others, he threw it directly at the starry sky of the tree.
Whether it is Bai Wangyuan or the ancestors of the outside world or Muxie, they have never seen such a thing. Seeing the huge scarlet vertical eyes touch the tree realm, it turns into a red light, melting the tree realm. A gap appeared in the tree world.
"Not good", Bai looked far and sternly.
The ancient gods, the gods of forgotten ruins, the gods of corpses, and the gods of black and noness all shot together, and the dark red divine power followed the gaped tree realm into the starry sky of the tree, penetrated the top realm, the middle level realm, and finally entered the lower world realm, just right Hit the undead.
The broken body of the undead god connected quickly, and in front of him, Xia Ziheng's half ancestors were shocked and "run away."
"The price paid is very high", the undead god raised his head and followed the crack between the top realm and the middle flat realm, and saw the red mang melting the tree realm, and the tree realm was melted to a certain extent and then began to repair itself. Although it can melt some, it won't last long.
Longzu wanted to stop the divine power from coming, but was torn apart by the divine power
Up the arm.
Soon, the undead god recovered his body and was full of divine power. He looked down at Zu Mang, and Zu Mang also looked at him with his head up.
"Your master can't come back. I will let you go this time. Before long, this space will be over." Then, the Undead raised his hand and pushed away Zu Mang's body that was entangled with him. The divine power continued to burn and melt, and wailed, but he didn't want to shrink back. A condor descended on his head and grabbed the undead god.
The undead raised his eyes, "rolled", and said, his body disappeared, and the condor's claw fell in the air. The undead appeared in Zhongping Realm, and suddenly looked in one direction. Turn and hit the undead.
The wood evil figure appeared, stepping on the evil relic, slapped the undead god with a palm, and traced the origin of the ancients.
The undead god raised his eyebrows, "I want to deny what just happened. It turns out that it was this combat skill. He still has a leisurely mind to accept disciples in this space."
"Hurry up, there is no time to delay", the voice of the ancient god came.
The undead god was unwilling to look at the fallen sword monument in the distance, and his body disappeared.
Mu Xie didn't hit him. Looking back, the Undead God had already passed through the tree realm and reached the Domination Realm. Once there, no one could stop him from leaving.
"I want to take away the martial monument," the Immortal said helplessly after returning to the dominance world.
Wangxu Shen sneered, "sacrificing a god for you, be content, think about how to explain to the true god".
"The time delay is too long, all parties are in a hurry, go", the ancient god sternly shouted, and the first one to retreat.
Immediately afterwards, Wangxu god, corpse god, black Wushen, and undead gods all retreated. Then, the tidal corpse king on the back of the battlefield retreated. A war came and went quickly.
The ancient gods and the others retreated, Bai Wangyuan, they couldn't stop it, and they couldn't stop it either.
Mu Xie contacted Lu Yin at the first time, he was worried that Lu Yin would go to Crashing Xinghai again.
Lu Yin couldn't go if he wanted to. The prisoner plunged into the galaxy and almost choked him to death.
He didn't have the strength to teach with slippers now, and the point was thrown out, and he could only let the prisoner go crazy. This guy was not because of the corpse god, but because of the thunder, which had too much psychological shadow on the thunder.
With a bang, the prisoner did not know what he had hit, his whole body was knocked over, Lu Yin was also thrown out, and finally stopped.
He looked at the front, this was the bottom of the galaxy, and the surrounding creatures were scared away due to the huge aura of the prison flood.
what is that? Lu Yin looked into the distance, a huge, metal box
On the other side, the prisoner shook his head, got down and went to sleep.
Lu Yin walked over and looked at the huge box in front of him. He knocked on it. It was indeed a metal box. It was very big and big. No wonder even the prisoner would hit it, but it was too hard. Not broken? Hey, this is the sign of Guaizu.
Come to think of it, Lu Yin remembered that Queluo had said that there was a strange ancestor in the Daoyuanzong era, who used rare materials to make all kinds of weapons that normal people can't use, and there is a Tibetan Hyogo. That's not it, right
Wireless Gu kept vibrating, and he connected, it was Lu Buzheng.
"How are you?" Lu Buzheng asked.
Lu Yin leaned against the metal box and replied, "How about Falling Xinghai?"
"Jieshan has been closed."
Lu Yin breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good." He recalled the previous scene, obviously just borrowing five dice.
The talent within the point, that thunder power is so big, a big exaggeration, and the person who beats the stupid jail flood is absolutely terrifying.
Let Lu Buzheng arrange the next thing, Lu Yin looked at the metal box. As for the starry sky of the tree, he was unable to help. The corpse god descended, and there was no ancestral realm in the starry sky of the tree. Senior Brother Xie reminded himself that on behalf of Bai Wangyuan, those few might not even be able to remind him. If he rushes to the Star Sea, he may not be so lucky, but the price paid by the Eternal Race will not be small.
He has tried his best.
By the way, Lu Yin hurried over to check the scar on the prisoner’s head, and found that on the top of the prisoner’s head, the trace of the thunder burn had disappeared, and there was no Thunder’s power under the touch. That power was turned into talent and was borrowed by the dice. Then, will the prisoner recover
Lu Yin looked at the jailbird, silently took out his slippers, and then pierced it with a needle.
The prisoner woke up, furious, opened his teeth and danced his claws. At a glance, he saw Lu Yin in front of him and the slippers in his hand. After blinking, his claws dropped and bent, expressing surrender.
Lu Yin breathed a sigh of relief. This stupid thing hasn't recovered yet, so good. If the jail bird recovers his wisdom, who can train it.
"Let’s go to sleep," Lu Yin said casually. Because of his words, he felt a pain in his chest and vomited a mouthful of blood. This was a serious injury from the corpse god. For a moment, his battle spirit in the palm of his hand was broken.
In the face of Qishentian's real shot, his methods were not very useful.
The Dianjiangtai was also thrown out, and I have to find it back. This is a trivial matter. It is a pity that the corpse has scars, and in the starry sky of the tree, the only true god has broken the sword of the ancestor. I don’t know if it can be repaired. .
The prisoner did not sleep, so he was curious to see Lu Yin.
Lu Yin walked to the metal box and looked around, but couldn't find the door.
Looking at the prison fire, he pointed to the metal box and "turned over".
The prisoner stretched out his paw and lifted it up. Lu Yin looked at it, and there was a door, "Just turn it over."
The jail fire squeezed, and the metal box turned over.
This metal box was about the size of a prisoner's head. When it was turned over, the galaxy was overwhelmed, and there was a shock. Those who collected ore on the tidal flat were submerged, thinking that some powerful creatures appeared.
Lu Yin pushed the door hard, but didn't push it open. With a strong slam, the door was pushed open and walked in.
A metal box as big as a prisoner's head can almost be regarded as a planet to Lu Yin, and it is only relative to the prisoner's.
Stepping into it, you can see mountains spreading solidified high-temperature liquids. These high-temperature liquids can no longer be regarded as magma. Even if Lu Yin feels hot, as for the mountains, they are naturally not ordinary mountains that can withstand this high-temperature liquid.
Because the metal box was overturned, the high-temperature liquid inside was everywhere, even dripping from the top of the head.
Lu Yin walked inside and looked in one direction. There, a hook-like weapon floated up and down in the hot liquid. With a move, the hook weapon appeared in front of him.
The hook foot is ten meters long, and the extension of the weapon is only the width of the palm. This is not suitable for people at all, because the hook is too long, but it is not suitable for the use of the little giant, because the extension is too short and the little giant can’t grasp it. There is a strange ancestor logo on it.
Lu Yin shook his head. It was indeed the style of the ancestor. This kind of weapon was not suitable for anyone to use.