Chapter 555, broken into the end

The sacred sect of the slasher's ancestor is a knife, named Haoyue.
This knife is in the hands of the saint's leaves.
What the world does not know is that there is actually a treasure in the knives. The famous osmanthus is a rumored long stick made from the osmanthus tree next to the fairy palace.
Knives and sticks are the treasures left by Li Bai, the founder of Lushan.
On the earth, there is the moon in the palace, the mysterious legend of the laurel tree on the side of the palace, and there is a moon in the moon, so the sacred ancestor of the sculpt, in addition to the moon, there are sweet-scented osmanthus.
This long stick, in the hands of the hater of the sickle, is the black stick that she used to be a cane crowbar.
Ding!
After the re-cultivation of the sea shadow sword, and [Osmanthus] impact together, bursting a cluster of striking Mars light arc.
Accompanied by the screams and tremors of the sea shadow sword, as the frost stepped back three steps, looked at Ye Hate with a shocked look, said: "You..." The power from the other side sticks makes his wrist numb, which is far beyond The power of his imagination.
The hater of the sickle, Ye Hate, is indeed the strongest in the broken world, but the strength is absolutely impossible to reach this level.
"How? Is it very unexpected?" Ye hate long hair flying, mad at the dragon, said: "Do you think that only you can rely on extraterrestrial means to enhance cultivation and strength?"
Boom!
The long stick waved and hit dozens of times.
Mars flows, sparks are sputtered.
The swordsmanship of the frost, completely suppressed by the ubiquitous stick shadow, under constant impact, he repeatedly retreats, the tiger's mouth numb, the sea shadow sword can hardly hold.
This result makes it unacceptable.
Also let the nine major factions in the distance go up and down.
I thought that waiting for them was another victory, but today's situation seems to be not good. The strength of the knife-swords of the slasher is so horrible?
It was the girl in the black gauze, and there was a strange color in her eyes.
"Very good, it seems that Li Mu, finally got some action, the strength of this old woman is obviously the external force to stimulate the rush, to premise the burning of the source ... just, how long can this persist?"
She sneered and waited.
On the sacred shuttle of Lushan, everyone was shocked, Li Shan was a good man, and his face was grim and stern: "Ye Palm Gate came to me yesterday and took the "Dream of God", at most one time. If it is within an hour, if you can’t take it, you will be in trouble..."
Dream drunk!
Some of the masters of Lushan who know the meaning of these four words have changed dramatically.
That was the year when the master of Li Shanshan, who mastered the technique of sputum sputum, mastered the power of medical ethics, and he was delusive to create a medicinal medicine that could stimulate the origin of the martial arts and erupt the tyranny.
It is the strongest who breaks the realm of the void, and under the stimulation of this kind of magical medicine, it can also multiply its strength.
This medicine is called [dream drunk fan].
The reason for the name is that after the medicine is lowered, the human spirit is in a state of chaos and half-awake, and the wonderful feeling of controlling everything under the force of violence is enough to make countless people crazy, as if it is yellow. It’s the same as a dream.
However, this medicine also has a terrible side effect.
Once it is lowered, the original source burns, and the heavy one eventually exhausts and dies, and the wiseness is broken and reversed. From then on, it becomes a sly state and becomes an idiot.
In the battle of a hundred years ago, there were countless masters of Lushan. In order to save the death of the gods, I decided to take the 'Dream of the Dreams' and broke the tyrannical strength and saved the Baidi City, but in the end Fallen.
It was the first mountain master of Li Shan who created the prescription of "Dream of the Dream", and also took the ‘Dream of the Dreams’. After the war, it became mad and eventually fell for three years.
This medicine, in the teaching of God, was eventually listed as a banned drug.
Before the fall of Li Shan, the mountain lord, before the fall, briefly restored his mind and clearness, and directly destroyed the prescription of ‘dream drunkenness,’ because it was too overbearing and hurtful. Once it was used on evil roads, the disaster was endless.
Li Nianhao is also the only one in recent years to complete this prescription.
When I heard that Li Nian had finished, when the people in Lushan looked at the stage again, they had a deep sorrow and worry in their eyes.
At this point, it was half an hour before the war broke out.
If the leaves hate the potential, if the osmanthus sticks like a black cloud, the frost will be completely suppressed, but between the eagerly, it is still impossible to win, so go on, until the end of an hour, the efficacy of 'Dream fans' will be over. Undoubtedly defeated.
Floating on the platform.
[Xihai a sword] 覃 霜 霜 霜 cream face rush, angry.
In the shadow of the other side, there was a constant flow of layers like the Yangtze River, which made him feel a burst of suffocation.
The sea shadow sword in the hand was cut off by the water flow. After the re-cultivation, the crack did not completely recover, so that under such a severe impact, there was a crack in the hair.
What exactly is going on?
He is puzzling.
Is it the magician who came from the sky, and finally came down and sneaked into the city of Baidi, what means was secretly displayed? If so, isn’t it dangerous today?
In his heart, he could not help but produce a kind of fear.
Just then, a sudden sound fell into his ear.
It is from the black fairy.
At first glance, the arrogance of the face like a frost has gone, and it has turned to a happy color, a look of ignorance.
"Hey, crazy woman, you burn like this, no more than one hour? This seat is even consumption, but also energy consumption to die you." Ru Ruruo sneered, swordsman turned into a defensive, began to consume time.
In the eyes of Ye Hate, there is a touch of anxious color.
But she did not say a word, the osmanthus stick in her hand, attacked wildly at all costs.
......
......
"The last two sentences are still missing."
Li Mu’s face showed a happy color.
The swordsman's swordsmanship, which has been flying all over the sky, has almost become comprehensible, leaving only the last two sentences, "Who can book the book, the white head is too mysterious."
This is the end of the whole poem and the general outline of all swords.
Among Li Mu’s body, Qinglian’s treasure has become saturated and no longer absorbed. [Congenital power] constantly runs Qinglian Baoqi, refines it, disperses it into all kinds of limbs, and integrates according to special routes. In the middle of Dantian, the power of Qinglian Baoqi is refining into the unique chaos of Li Mu.
And his spiritual strength is to condense into a tangible tentacle, stretch out, capture the silver runes derived from the last two sentences, and then continue to perceive and refine.
He himself does not know how long it has been.
Li Muwan is like a child who is still in the mother's womb.
He is soaked in the Qinglian treasure liquid, and the body is under the red strips. The constitution is changing. The body and the road are branded. It is also undergoing a process from quantitative change to qualitative change.
If there is a strong person in the broken environment here, it can be seen that this is a process of entering the broken territory, and it is more complicated and mysterious than the breakthrough of the general broken-out strong.
Everything happened in the unconsciousness of Li Mu.
What Li Mu did not know is that, just not far from him, in the same Qinglian Pond, a beautiful long-haired saint with green hair has no trace, and it is naked in the Qinglian spirit. .
The girl’s eyes are closed and immersed in a mysterious and mysterious state.
Some of the inheritance exercises left by Li Bai were not used by Li Mu, so he eventually taught the leaves no trace.
For leaves without marks, this is a chance.
She has entered a strange state of forgetting, forgetting, and forgetting things.
In her perception, the world in which she is physically is not Qinglianchi, but an endless universe of voids. She is constantly practicing and comprehending. Time seems to be still, and it seems to be like a flood. However, lost meaning.
She did not know at all, in fact, Li Mu, is less than ten meters away from her.
God travels to the universe, nothing more.
time flies.
Bang!
In the mind of Li Mu, suddenly it was clear.
The chaos of gas gradually went, and the lakes and mountains became clearer.
He suddenly opened his eyes and the sense of facial features returned to normal.
The first time I felt that I was wrong. When I suddenly turned back, my eyes were beautiful and innocent, and I was slightly floating in the Qinglian spirit liquid ten meters away.
Like a sheep's fat white jade carving body, full of men's perfect fantasy of the opposite sex, holy trepidation.
It is no trace of leaves.
She is actually there too.
After seeing the first sight, Li Mu immediately realized that he was indifferent and turned his head. But after turning his head, what appeared in his mind was still the perfect body, lingering.
He is busy with the initiative to run [innate power], to dispel the mourning of his heart.
The figure has moved out of the Qinglian pool.
Looking back, the blue array mask, also the white spirit of the mist, covered everything, and could not see the situation inside, he was slightly relieved.
so far so good.
Otherwise, the nakedness of the naked body and the same naked leaves are in the ‘hot springs’. If it is known to others, it will ruin the reputation of the girls.
Li Mu put on a common robes in the storage space, and saw no one around, and did not know how long it had passed.
A little bit of running chaos in the body, feeling, his face changed.
"Well, everything has changed, this is..." Li Mu felt that his power had changed dramatically.
Chaos is really whistling, screaming, and swaying between the body's meridians. It has a feeling of swell and fullness. It is a hidden meridian, a subtle meridian that was previously undetectable, and also chaotic, automatic. Running, life is endless.
The human body itself is a treasure house.
The meridians are the ‘keys’ that open up the various areas of this treasure house.
How many meridians are there?
No one said it clearly.
The more the meridians are opened, the stronger the strength, and the more the development of the treasure house of the human body.
Those who are broken and strong, open the human meridians, far more than other strong, this is one of the reasons for the horror of the strength of the broken.
"This is a sign of a broken environment. I have already entered the broken environment?"
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