Hu Jing and others are in the Great Thousand Realms, Zhao Lingxuan and others are in the Small Thousand Realms, close to the end of the world, this is almost equivalent to farewell, but if Wang Meng can break through the Three Realms, maybe one day, a completely different new order will be created.
At this time, Ma Tian'er was also extremely looking forward to it, believing that those saints who were not by Wang Meng's side were even more looking forward and waiting.
In any case, she has to work hard to help Wang Meng finish.
Wang Meng's sea of mind is as vast as the universe, and the framework is beginning to form, this is Wang Meng's world, in this world, there is the shadow of the laws of the outside world, but it is different.
But how to find that feeling at that time also made Wang Zhenren fall into a difficulty, in fact, Wang Meng has been looking for that feeling in the past few days, but across space, time, and law, this difficulty is really a hundred times more difficult than ascending to the sky The law allows ascension, leaving only a glimmer of opportunity, even if it is difficult, there are always people who can do it, Mo Shan can do it, Wang Meng can also do it, and many people have also done it, but it is absolutely not allowed to communicate with the Three Realms.
That is the realm of God In other words, it is the law of heaven and earth, which cannot be violated.
However, the more this happens, the more interested Wang Zhenren becomes, don't let him know, once he knows, he will definitely be able to conquer it.
In the first scene, the old man's ears trembled, looked into the distance, and shook his head, as if something was wrong, but he couldn't feel it.
At this point in the battle, even they find it very interesting, and even if they don't have their own battles, they will choose to watch it more interestingly.
For example, if you are not old or young, you will cheer for the group of dead people to see how far these guys have come.
"Have you heard, there are only two people sent by the Holy Hall over there, Suo Ming and Zhou Qian."
The drunken scholar couldn't cry or laugh.
Immortal and not small rolled his eyes, "Wang Meng, that kid is good at everything, but he is too arrogant." ” "Perhaps, people really have confidence."
"Hehe, the weakness of these four guys in the revolver is obvious, but it just restrains the templar.
Guys who can't control their emotions are weak. ” The old man laughed.
"Carelessly, it's going to capsize in the gutter."
Obviously, the Templars have passions, but sometimes they are too impulsive and too close to each other, and these are loopholes that can be caught, especially in the face of the undead.
"Let's see if they can get through this, otherwise it's not interesting."
Don't be old and don't eat sugar gourds.
There was also a pot next to it, and those who didn't know thought he was selling sugar gourds.
Suo Ming and Zhou Qian had already played, Zhou Qian looked at Zuolun and the others with a smile, "It's okay to play two or four, we haven't shot together for a long time." ” There was a dumbness around, how could this tone sound wrong.
It seems that two to four is to bully people.
Revolver was really angry, and when the four of them were running rampant all over the world, these two guys didn't know where to wander, but they actually ran to them to vent the atmosphere.
A strange fluctuation occurred around Huo Chu's body, causing Revolver and the others to take a few steps back.
He was furious, emotions were something that high-ranking monks needed to avoid, but it was indeed a source of strength for the immortal group.
Their way of practicing is also strange and unpredictable, and it is extremely rare.
It's also extremely crazy.
But once it breaks through, it turns into a terrifying force.
It was the other person's turn to have a headache.
"Since you are so sincere in your request, it will make you sad if we don't agree."
Ai Chen said with a smile, "But do you think there is a possibility of winning?"
Ai Chen looked at Zhou Qian, his eyes as if they were about to pierce Zhou Qian's soul.
"Victory, of course, is possible."
"Do you want to win?"
Ai Chen asked as if he were chatting with a friend.
Zhou Qian smiled slightly, "Of course I want to." ” Ai Chen nodded with a smile on his face, "Then go up, what are you waiting for." ” The battle has not yet begun, but the result is already doomed.
"Ai Chen has already made a move, have these two guys in the temple done their homework?"
Jin Huang frowned, they still came to pay attention to it, but the result was indeed such a disappointment, Wang Meng did not appear, sent two subordinates, and even Mu Huang did not arrive, and this Zhou Qian is a complete idiot, but if there is a little common sense, just don't do any communication with the immortal group.
To say more is to die.
What's more, he still took the initiative to answer.
Yuan Gang and Song Yi didn't know what to say, both of them were full of good feelings for Wang Meng, especially always felt that this person might be a great variable, but this scene was really something they didn't expect.
That's too careless, isn't it?
Although he won the competition of the three major skills, this does not mean combat effectiveness, and Zhou Qian is a little carried away this time.
The four members of the Immortal and Immortal Regiment appeared, and the revolver smiled coldly, "You two should be honored, it was more than a hundred years ago that the four of us shot at the same time." ” Suo Ming and Zhou Qian looked at each other and smiled, somehow, this kind of smile could make the immortal group very unhappy.
This is a kind of ignorance of the strong to the clamor of the weak.
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Nima, looking at the entire cultivation realm, who would dare to do this to them Shang Xuan couldn't help but sigh, his expression was full of sadness, "Life is unsatisfactory, life is pain, and death can be happy."
In an instant, the sky turned gray, the entire arena was shrouded in grief, and people's eyes were full of pain and despair.
And this desperation turned into strength, and there were not many people who could resist this kind of attack, and this kind of attack could not be prevented.
Zhan Yingluo and the others all have a feeling of hopelessness in life, Zhang Yang knew that this was an attack, but his body still reacted, he was injured, and his recovery was far away, once he couldn't recover from his injury, wouldn't it be useless, wasted, for Zhang Yang's him, life is better than death.
Shang Xu's almost pious grief is being transmitted to all living beings, even the other arenas.
The group of dead people did not react, and for the dead, there was no sorrow.
But the other taboo groups couldn't help frowning, this kind of group spell was obviously annoying.
The strength of the immortal group is characterized by the fact that it acts as a group and can also draw strength from the group.
The other three didn't make a move, allowing grief to dominate the world.
When the grief reaches a certain level, every life within the scope of the power of the Void is in his hands.
Behind Shang Xu, a weeping faceless figure emerged.
If he wanted to, he could kill nine out of nine people here.
That's the power of the Taboo Regiment Any frivolous action seemed so ridiculous, and the other three members of the Immortal Regiment were completely in the midst of the excitement.
What can the two Transformation God Realm monks resist These are two completely different realms Suo Ming and Zhou Qian seemed to be petrified, they were invaded by this grief.
For Shang Xu.
This force is irresistible.
Once in His order, all men are to be ruled by Him, to control life and death, and to draw the power of grief.
This is the real taboo group.
The huge grief power of the entire first dojo continued to pour into Shang Xu's body, his holy image became clearer and clearer, and the oppressive force became stronger and stronger, even a strong person of the same level inevitably resisted this wave after wave of sad attacks.
"To be alive is a tragedy.
Why don't you end this boring life?"
Shang said lightly, but when the voice came into the ears of others, there was the conjuring of a dead soul, and it seemed that those relatives and friends who had passed away were calling you.
Death is liberation, put an end to all this sorrow.
Suo Ming didn't move, Zhou Qian slowly raised his hand, and there seemed to be a little struggle in his eyes.
But he still couldn't control a little bit of slapping towards his head.
The corners of the mouth of the immortal group carried an indifferent arc, they had seen too many scenes like this.
Zhan Yingluo and the others were anxious to die, but there was no way at all, if it wasn't for the old horse blocking them, they would all have the urge to die.
It's also strange that the old horse has nothing to do when he stops forward, and the old horse's nose is squirting, and there is no squeak.
In fact, it also has a headache for the Templars.
All of them are unfathomable.
What kind of monster is this Wang Meng, he came from below.
How can it be more perverted than the above, that's it, where did he collect such a group of monsters.
When everyone was holding their breath, Zhou Qian suddenly lowered his hand and shrugged helplessly, "I'm sorry, I haven't lived enough, although this is a sad world, I can still live a bloody life." ” Suo Ming couldn't help laughing, Zhou Qian's bad taste hadn't changed at all.
Shang Xuan was stunned for a while, his face turned black, and he was teased His order of grief could not crush these two men, and there was no word of sorrow in their hearts at all.
It is impossible to live without grief, but some people are too strong to completely overcome this grief.
Shang Xuan thought about the magic trick, it was not an attack just now, and the sad blow he condensed had not yet been issued.
"Don't worry, don't worry, such a strange person is still very rare, let me try."
It was Ai Chen who spoke, with a friendly smile on his face.
"Everyone has greed, and greed is the original force for human monks to advance, what do you think?"
Ai Chen said with a smile.
Suo Ming and Zhou Qian didn't answer yet, but Ai Chen waved his hand, "You have already given me the answer, you long for honor and victory, this is, this is vanity, vanity is the greatest original sin of human beings" airplanes The power spreads, and in the world of Ai Chen, everyone's heart beats violently, it is the voice of greed, desire, seizure, this is the instinct of human existence.
It is the power of humanity and the destruction of humanity Human monks become stronger by greed, but when greed grows stronger, it will be destroyed and it will explode "Beat, to live is to get, to get this, to get that, to get more, to have everything" Ai Chen's voice was full of devilish temptation, the world was in a foggy pink state, and the people in the first dojo were full of vanity, killing, mania, all of which were greed.
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