Chapter 1740: Funeral dead tree

Black people really feel ridiculous.
Lin Xun, a peerless monk who once killed Yan Chun, Lu Ang, Gu Zang Xin, Tao Jianxing, and Jiu Jiulin.
In the Battle of the Overhanging Mountains, the self-defeating "avenue chapter" refines the treasure and calms down. The role of the enemy in the battle of Yulongshan is actually only a small role in the eyes of the ancients.
And, in the list of God's punishment, the rewards and rankings are all bottomed!
This makes the black people feel very uncomfortable.
A heresy that I pay so much attention to in the Tibetan realm has become a small target that is not valued in the eyes of your gods. Doesn't this seem to be too incompetent in my Tibetan world?
The sand laughed and laughed out: "Don't misunderstand, this is just before entering the Kunlun Market. I don't know the details of this sub-rug, and I will regard you as a small role."
"And when I came to Kunlun, I didn't want to hunt this, but I discovered later that this one is far from ordinary."
"I am sure that if you can bring the head of the item back to the Zongmen, the amount of the reward you get will definitely be many times that of the 30 avenues!"
At the end of the day, he couldn't help but lick his lips, like a beast that longed for bloodthirsty.
Avenue Baojing, born in the world of chaos in the world of heaven, has a wonderful effect and has a great beneficial effect on the practice of the strong people above the Great Holy Land.
At the same time, Avenue Baojing is also a scarce currency used in trading on the ancient stars of the sky, and is also regarded as "Dao Jing".
The value of a crystal can be compared with a million years of medicine!
For the great sanctuary, Daojing is undoubtedly the best trading currency, irreplaceable.
After listening to the sand, I feel a lot of balance in the black man.
He made a suggestion: "This is a tricky one, and it is only a matter of killing it. The loot obtained is rich and tempting. How about working with you and me?"
The sand is shining and flashing: "How to cooperate?"
"The spoils are half of each."
"it is good!"
After a little thought of the sand, I promised it.
The power of Lin Xun also made him vigilant. If he can cooperate with the role of the Tibetans in the "Erhart" position, the chances of success will undoubtedly be much greater.
The title of Erohan, only the top figures in the great sacred people of the Tibetan realm can be possessed.
In front of the black man, the law is "dry", but in the dark world, it is called "blood arhat" by countless wicked people!
Because in this person's hands, Zeng Fu tens of thousands of corpses, dyed blood.
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On this day, I don’t know who sent the wind, let the news of the forest to find the Zen Terrace, and soon spread the Kunlun ruins, causing some unknown attention.
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Quiet and quiet ancient land, broken heaven, blood red earth...
This is a mysterious and demon-like sinister restricted area.
Through the transmission of the five-color altar, Lin Xun and his entourage appeared in this world.
Almost the first time, they each sacrificed treasures, and God was ready to guard.
"Everyone, from this moment on, the sinister danger will be omnipresent. If we can reach the Zen Terrace, we can see that we can bear it."
Meng Yi took a deep breath and was deep.
On top of his head, a pair of road maps polished by ancient animal skins were suspended, and hundreds of millions of light rains flowed over him.
In his hands, he controls a white tortoise-like tortoise compass, which is obviously used to guide the direction.
Lin looked for a wink, and Ji Qian and Jiang Yan were all armed.
Hey!
At the moment, he will sacrifice the blade, and the palm of the hand will be blindly buckled in the avenue, and the air will quietly run.
Ahu also did not dare to neglect, to be prepared, she fluttered in a skirt, palms showed a magnificent purple light.
This made Meng Yi could not help but look at her more, it seems to be some accident, but did not say anything.
"go."
Meng Yi flew up and led the way ahead. He did not dare to use the law of space movement.
Not because of the limitations of the laws of heaven and earth, but because of this sinister forbidden land, there are too many looting and disasters.
It is no different to find the space to move.
The pedestrians walked carefully, as if they were walking through the river for a long time, and they were all in the air.
Everyone is aware of this and can’t help but feel guilty.
Undoubtedly, this is the rule of time fluctuations, like a trickle, spreading in this sinister forbidden place.
Fortunately, they are guarded by God, and they have the mastery of perfection. If they are replaced by other monks, they are destined to withstand the erosion of these "powers of the years", which will make Shouyuan exhausted at an alarming rate and eventually decay. And die!
"Time is righteous, and it is regarded as the supreme rule. Even if it is a person in the emperor, very few people can gain control."
Meng Yi looked dignified. "I didn't think that this Zen ban would ban the ground, and the fluctuation of the time rule would be so obvious, it would be like a tidal ups and downs."
Lin is silent, he is trying to understand the power of time.
laugh!
Just for a moment, his hair became a white color, withered and dying, as if he had been punished by time.
Lin looked for a shock in his heart, and he did not dare to act rashly.
This forbidden place is very desolate. At first glance, it is a ridiculous, vast, broken scene. The stars floating in the void, one after another, are extremely mottled and broken.
There is also a fragment of the world that has shattered, turning into a floating, incomplete land, where it is like a dead body that has fallen into the river.
The dim, oppressive atmosphere shrouds the world, making it seem very strange and infiltrating. I don't know what happened before the ancient times, so that this forbidden place is so dead.
"In the rumor, the world is dying, the stars are falling here, and the time is ridiculous. Only this Zen eternal is immortal."
Ahu’s voice gave Lin a search.
It’s not a rumor now.

Lin can't help but be surprised.
The world is dying!
The stars will fall!
Time is ridiculous!
Only the Zen Terrace is immortal!
The meaning of the one-in-one will be enough to make any monk chilling, and I can’t imagine that there will be such strange places in this world.
Suddenly, in this deadly cold atmosphere, there was a strange squeak, like a stream of water, coming from the faraway horizon.
"God, what is that?"
Jiang Yan’s eyes widened and he lost his voice.
Lin Xun also showed their surprise at the moment. In their vision, they saw a white river flowing from the sky.
The river is white and clear, crystal clear, and does not stain a trace of impurities. When flowing from the sky, it is fascinating.
Looking at it, it is like reflecting the changes in the four seasons, changing years, and sinking!
"Go!"
Meng Yi and Ahu Qiqi are discolored, like encountering extremely horrible things, and Lin seeks them to quickly set off and stay away from here.
When I was looking for doubts, I saw that a river collided on a floating land. The land that was thousands of miles away was rotted silently and turned into a fly ash.
The splattered water droplets spurt and look so small, but they smash and blast all the nearby stars!
In those scenes, it was just like Cang’s mastering and crushing a few stars, destroying a piece of land and shaking people’s hearts.
In the end, the splattered water droplets gathered together and turned into a snow-white crystal river, which gradually disappeared into the sky.
"That... what exactly is that?"
Jiang Yan’s face was pale, and she was the first to encounter such a terrible thing.
"Times torrent!"
Meng Yi’s heart gave a sigh of relief and told the answer.
This is the torrent of the most pure time law forces gathered together. Wherever it passes, it is like a knife of the years, enough to kill everything in the world!
"Can these powers be captured and controlled?"
Lin asked.
"Impossible. In the past years, there have been great people in the emperor who broke into this place. They want to use the supernatural powers to collect the time and torrents, and try to understand the branding of the time, which can finally fall into the end of a soul."
Meng Yi said a secret, so that Lin Xun and others will all breathe.
The great men of the emperor can't stop these terrible time forces?
This is really amazing!
They continued to move forward, and the world became increasingly ridiculous and cold, and there were more and more stars and land fragments, like the tombs that fell forever.
After a full musk, the nine rounds of moons appear in the far-flung scorpio, emitting a scarlet dim light.
"Bloodmoon Wasteland..."
In the scorpion of Meng Yi, there is a sacred sacred man. "You must be careful. From this moment on, there will be many strange and ominous murders and disasters."
When the voice just fell, Ji Gan shuddered and said: "Meng Xiong, you are watching, is that the 'burial dead tree'?"
At this time, everyone saw the tree, rooted in the void, and I don’t know how many tens of thousands of trees, the branches were dry, the trunks were cracked, and the whole body was swaying around the naked eye.
On its dense branches, there are dense black holes, like the unclear graves.
The most strange thing is that the dry tree is not fixed, but slowly moved in the void, like a living thing.
At this moment, Lin searched for a cold body, his hair was upright and his body was tight, and he was aware of a great danger.
There is a black shadow in the dense black hole of the dry tree.
Look closely, it is a corpse, a human being, and a family of creatures, all kinds of strange, all kinds of colors.
Every sea of ​​knowledge is broken and full of horrible black death.
When Lin Xun’s consciousness approached, some of the corpses seemed to be aware and slammed up!
Oh!
For a time, the branches of the dry tree swayed violently. I don’t know how many black holes like a grave were alarmed, and they radiated to death.
Almost at the same time, a corpse walked out of the big tree black hole, like a group of ghosts from hell, exuding a terrible horror.
On that day, nine rounds of moons, drooping a scarlet scarlet of blood, and bathing these corpses, so that they are more and more sultry.
Far from a long-awaited view, the dry tree is rooted in the void, a corpse is squatting on it, and the top of the head is nine rounds of blood and moon, and the dead air that covers the ground is like ink, dyeing the void into a dark color.
That picture is so strange and terrible!
"Sure enough, it is the burial of the dead tree in the rumor, Lin brother, quickly sacrificed the flying fairy!"
Meng Yi suddenly changed his mind and quickly reminded him.
Hey!
Almost without hesitation, Lin Xun and Ahu together, will fly the immortal sacrifice.