Eternal War Songs - Chapter 262

“Stop it.” Xinluo doesn’t want to kill Xu Maoming, which is related to the alliance between Daxin and refining city.

“You owe me a life.” Wu Zun finished his work. Xu Maoming collapsed in an instant and looked at Xinluo with his eyes.

The sparks generated by the four eye handover made people vomit blood, and Lingjun covered his face and sighed. Wu Zun’s eyes were more stunning than those of Hua 13. What makes a man’s eyes so attractive?

Lingjun tried to calm down and raised his hand. “He belongs to seven of us. Don’t worry, his body has been exposed and he doesn’t have time to trouble me. It’s urgent to get the information in his mind.”

“Incarnation outside the body!” Xinluo was as depressed as ever when he saw the master. The person who can cultivate his outer incarnation has been regarded as an unprecedented genius. How strong should his noumenon be when he actually cultivates his outer incarnation to semi saint?

He is so strong that others dare to go to his trouble. What kind of existence are those people? Xinluo felt that he was still a new soul sword boy. How high is this day, how big can people’s cultivation be?

“This is the reason why he is called the eternal semi saint. What’s the grudge between us when we see him? There is a wider world waiting for us.” Lingjun consumes a lot. It’s really tired to maintain the ten Jue array. One person does the work of eight people. I never let Xiao Zu go to war because I still have the right to speak.

He believes that as long as there is a small ancestor who tramples on the avatar outside the saint, they will have scruples. At this time, they will not encounter many obstacles in proposing equal distribution.

“I can’t guarantee to get complete information. The secret of the stone must not be something that someone can explore. The outer incarnation of an empty Saint doesn’t hesitate to go through all kinds of disasters. The secret explored is not a good thing.” Lingjun said with a smile at Wu Zun and motioned, “it’s your turn, Tianyan Tong.”

Xinluo secretly sighed that Lingjun was old and cunning. First, Shuyu knew more than him. Now he let Wu Zun pry into the secret of decadence. He had a stone in his hand. If he wanted to explore the final answer, he had to cooperate unconditionally. It’s wise to tie Wu Zun to death.

Although everyone knows Lingjun’s way, who can resist such a big temptation?

Wu Zun opened the third eye on his forehead and scanned the decadence sealed by the six people at the same time, depriving him of his memory. The distant and terrible memory space, the vicissitudes of life, the transformation of heaven and earth, and countless dark ages rolling in front of us.

The battle is even more incredible. Wu Zun was not sure what level of battle it was. He only knew that he could not stand any impact. This is the struggle in the ancient space before the thirty third robbery.

The location was like a tomb. Moving forward, he saw the magnificent air buildings and dense practitioners. Moving forward, he finally found a landmark, a stone statue of a beautiful woman.

Wu Zun, who grew up among the flowers, did not recognize and looked away. When his eyes touched the eyes of the stone statue, his divine consciousness was mercilessly smashed.

Poof, Wu Zun spewed out a mouthful of blood and his eyes scattered. He was desperate to concentrate again, but he couldn’t lift up any strength.

Police magic panicked, “Zun Zun, what’s the matter with you?”

Wu Zun said, “we are all mole ants.”

Lingjun understood his feelings very well, and he was also vulnerable before this power. “Have you determined the location?”

“Stone statues, a time when saints are the dead.” Wu Zun concentrated on guiding Qi and tried to restore calm.

Boom, Xiao Zu suddenly kicked up again and trampled decadence. You have to do things. Lingjun said, “here is the harvest time.”

Bang bang, everyone rushed up and showed their treasures. In a moment, they divided the decadent into one and two.

After the storm, Ling Jun smiled, “I’m dead in the battle of emperor bang. The stone belongs to one of you, and the art of smelting heaven?”

“Smelting heaven?” Xu Maoming woke up from his coma. When he saw the things around him, there was only Xinluo around him.

“The art of smelting heaven is in the emperor’s list competition.” Xinluo began to be black. “There may be unexpected gains for you.”

“Really have the art of smelting heaven?” Xu Maoming jumped three feet, grabbed Xinluo’s shoulder and asked, completely ignoring his pain.

Xinluo nodded silently, “if you want to participate, it’s room 3 of the special Inn, the late emperor, Wang Lei, that’s you.”

Whoosh, Xu Maoming disappeared in an instant. Xinluo was shocked. He was beaten so badly. Is there such strength? “How many people will be replaced tonight?” he didn’t ask himself, but sighed. People flocked, and how many people can leave sadly. Even if they leave, how long can they live?

Xu Maoming’s reaction made him understand that this competition is not only a competition in the real world, but also a fierce battle across time and space. The emergence of people in the refining city is a necessity, or a long planned plan.

Yes, the imperial list is not only a competition, but also a great purge and exposure. After this war, it will lead to a more chaotic era. No one can escape the vortex of the times, and all this is under his control.

Besides, Lingjun and others choose to flash when they see Xu Maoming wake up. They have no time to entangle with anyone. Digesting the power robbed is the main thing. Lingjun went out of the city at the fastest speed and fell under an old tree that had been devastated and half dead in an unknown historic site.

Hoo, this night has been too slow. I’ve experienced several battles and it’s not over yet. Darkness still envelops the earth, the sparse stars can’t support the light of the earth, and the jagged dead branches tell the eternal pain.

“Do you feel like you are on the verge of death like this tree?” a dark shadow came as soon as Lingjun fell.

Call, calm down and calm down. His arrogant posture is his unparalleled arrogance. The person with independent branches looks up at the endless starry sky, as if waiting for Lingjun to speak, but it is like enjoying the darkness of the night alone.

Ling Jun leaned against the tree and sat with his left hand hanging on the knee of his half curved left leg, looking up at the dark shadow above. There was almost no real force flowing in the human body, but he knew who the man was.

No one has such pride except Zhu Qiuyan. Terrible talent, this guy is breaking through. “You shouldn’t suppress yourself. This game will last a long time.”

“Are you still in cultivation?” Zhu Qiuyan asked faintly.

Lingjun shook his head and said, “I don’t care, so you should let go and break through.”

“Since you don’t care, why bother talking. I know the whereabouts of the tree. Its recent situation is not very good.” Zhu Qiuyan indicated his intention.

Lingjun said, “what do you want?”

“That stone.” Zhu Qiuyan was also very cheerful.

Lingjun said, “hey hey, I’m going to take you if you don’t come.” he threw the stone to Zhu Qiuyan without thinking. He can’t wait to get rid of this trouble. It’s best for someone to take the initiative to pick up rotten potato. “It’s fun. Be careful it’s hot.”

Zhu Qiuyan said, “in the north of the poor hair, the blood deed can be answered. It is not easy for the bereaved family to keep it.”

Lingjun’s first reaction was the remnant of the ancient country, but he immediately denied it. It is obvious that the tree was removed in the last 5000 years. Who would have done it?

“What do you think?” Lingjun asked the eager little Zu.

When she heard the blood deed, she was calm. “Let’s go now.”