Chapter 109:

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In the darkness, it is a long silence.
After Luo gradually cleared the sentence, he did not take the initiative to speak. All he can do is to finish it. The next thing he needs is to give the other person time to think. Cang Ruo demon said in his speech that the predecessors of Mo Qing hoped that he could help him. Luo gradually knew that this was a big chance.
The strength of Cang Ruo Zun has long been the peak of the heavens. 30,000 years ago, he was even stronger than Mo Qing, second only to Jiulian.
Moreover, Cang Ruo Zun is a beast.
The beast has many secrets since ancient times. When each beast is born, there will be a natural memory. Numerous secrets are hidden in their blood, accumulated from generation to generation. This power is horrible. After generations of accumulation, it can be said that human beings are unimaginable.
So today, the sixty-three demon statues have long been scattered, not to mention the appearance of the body, and even a last word can not be said. However, Cang Ruo Zun can still appear, can release the same pressure as 30,000 years ago, can trap Luo gradually clear for so long.
After a long time, it may be an hour, maybe a day, or maybe a year.
Luo gradually cleared the voice of Cang Ruo demon and said: "You know, what did Mo Qing leave in the Nasdaq?"
Luo gradually cleared his mind and thought for a moment, respectfully said: "The younger generation does not know." Neither ask nor curious, Luo gradually knows that if Cang Ruoxun wants to say, then he will naturally say.
If not, Cang Ruo said: "He said that Jiu Lian did not die."
Luo gradually cleared his eyes, but immediately thought of the 盏 莲 本 本 本 霄 霄 霄 霄 霄 , , , , , , 霄 霄 霄 霄 霄 霄 霄 霄 霄 霄 霄 霄 霄
Cang Ruo said: "The avenue is three thousand. I am waiting for the mortal to take the cultivation together, but it is already doing the right thing against the sky. Three hundred thousand years ago, all of us more than 100 people died here, even the ink green, buried However, Jiulian, but still did not die. What did he do, Mo Qing did not tell the deity, but he hoped that the deity knows, if you can cultivate to the seventh floor of the "Jiu Lian Tian Tian Lu", then Your chances of winning the sky will inevitably be higher than Jiulian."
In the heart of the move, Luo gradually cleared again and again could not help but ask: "Predecessors, the talent of the younger generation is not as good as Jiu Lian Shizu."
Cang Ruo faintly said: "You are only seventy years old, you have such a realm, you are not as good as him."
Luo gradually cleared his mouth.
How can he say that his own cultivation is basically the opportunity to capture Li Xiuchen repeatedly and repeatedly, to reach such a realm?
Luo gradually turned to think about it, and then looked away. This kind of thing is originally that you are fighting for it. In the past, Li Xiuchen got so many opportunities. Many of them were robbed from others and eventually killed him. In this life, he took away the opportunity of Li Xiuchen, that is his own, there is no need to worry.
However, Luo gradually said: "The understanding of the younger generation is far less than that of Jiu Lian."
A set of "Jiu Lian Ben Xin Lu" can make Taihua Mountain Yufeng peak over other monks, not to mention the more terrible "Jiu Lian Tian Tian Lu". Luo gradually cleared up his life, and I am afraid that he could not create such a powerful practice.
If Cang didn't take it for granted, the loud voice continued to circulate in this darkness: "Mo Qing's calculations for heaven are far more than the deity and Jiulian. He said that your chances of success are greater than Jiulian, and that is naturally Really. No matter whether others help you to win the sky, or you only rely on your own strength to win the sky, as long as the results are successful, there is no other worry."
"But the predecessor..."
Luo gradually cleared his voice, and his eyes were round and he looked at him with disbelief.
I saw a huge eye appearing slowly in this boundless darkness. This eye has Luo gradually clear the size of a person, pure gold eyelids seem to have golden sand flowing, only the middle pupil is pure snow white, such as the same full moon, so suddenly appeared in front of Luo gradually clear .
Thunder thunder, and the dragon gongs.
"Do you want to make a dragon?"
When Luo gradually cleared himself from the boundless darkness, the purpose was to be a white figure.
Xuan Lingzi saw him and immediately flew over to pull him behind him and carefully examined the injuries on his body.
Luo gradually cleared his face pale, and there was no trace of blood on his lips. His eyes looked at the mysterious spirit freely. His lips twitched and reluctantly wanted to speak, but he only snorted a tone and closed his eyes in pain.
Xuan Lingzi's fingers trembled, and his right hand slammed Luo gradually, and took his left hand back from Luo's waist. He lowered his head very slowly, staring blankly at his left hand, only to see that the palm of his hand was full of blood, almost to be wet by thick blood.
"Get rid of!"
Luo gradually closed his eyes and completely passed out.
A green shirt was stained with blood. When it was originally chased by the eleventh sea, the back of Luo gradually cleared a large piece of meat. When he came to the northernmost place from the eleventh sea, Luo gradually ate a lot of medicinal herbs, and at the same time, he was able to heal the wounds, which made the wounds on the back more than half.
But now, his back is completely torn apart.
With the spine as the line, the wound has been torn from the back of the neck to the caudal vertebra. It is like being cut open by a sharp blade. Even if the wound is already smashed, the blood flowing through it is still on the back. The wound was blocked by the clothes and could not be seen, but some pains were felt without looking.
This is almost to open the whole person alive and then sew it up!
Xuan Lingzi clenched his long sword, his eyes were red, and he glared at the golden dragon in front of him. The dragon has been smashed with countless wounds. During the time when Luo gradually cleared the entrance to the dragon, Xuan Lingzi has been fighting this dragon.
Cang Ruo demon has fallen for 30,000 years, but its remnant soul is also powerful enough to be overwhelming.
Xuan Lingzi has already been injured. If he has not been willing to give up, I am afraid that it will not last long.
Now, he is hard to see his own disciples, but he is seen by such a serious injury. This made him feel uncomfortable, so painful that he could not wait for the death of this evil dragon, and smash it into corpses!
Xuan Lingzi gradually handed over the faint Luo to the Yuqingzi Supreme, then flew back and confronted the dragon.
Under the innocent sky, the golden dragon hovered in the blue sky, and a pair of golden dragonflies stared at the black spirit. The latter's body has a strong murderous moment at this moment. This horrible killing has already condensed into a solid body, crushing the air, and the pressure has spread over a hundred miles!
Xuan Lingzi raised the sword forward: "Why hurt him."
Julong mouth spit and thunder: "You are also a descendant of Jiulian?"
Xuan Lingzi has a cold eyes: "Why hurt him!"
The dragon's long tail swept away and slammed straight into the mysterious spirit. The two immediately wrestled together.
The top-notch battles make the earthquake tremble and the ground shakes. The gravel that collapsed in the dry mountain range was hit by the aftermath of their fighting and became the end of the ground. In addition to being alone in the world, the other saints of the two races are reluctant to go backwards to avoid the attack range of the two men.
Xuan Lingzi's sword only has the chill of the sky, recruiting the other's life, but the dragon is also merciless, leading to countless Thunder, squatting on the body of Xuan Lingzi. The two played hard to distinguish, the power of the dragon is obviously stronger than when they swallowed Luo, and once forced the black spirit to desperate.
In the end, Xuan Lingzi squirted a golden blood on the sword, and suddenly, the sword was nine thousand feet!
A seemingly unpretentious sword, but with a violent sword meaning, strongly attacked the celestial demon.
Seeing the situation, the old man's eyes wide open, immediately blocked: "Xuan Lingzi, you dare!"
However, the power of this sword has surpassed the expectation of the eternal age. He was shot by this sword and only blocked 50% of the force. The remaining 50% smashed the heart of the dragon and made it painful. Long Hao, was beaten to the ground.
Xuan Lingzi turned into a streamer, directly stepping on the heart of the dragon and bloodshed, and the sword would be stabbed.
"Cang if the demon!" alone shouted in horror.
The dragon suddenly turned into a handsome man, reaching out and holding the black spirit sword. The blade pierced his palm and the blood rushed out. Xuan Lingzi does not give the other party a chance to catch his breath, silently recite the spell, and it is a sword stabbing. This time, the sword broke his heart and thoroughly penetrated the chest of Cang Ruo demon.
However... there is no demon here, even if the mysterious sword has pierced the heart, but Cang Ruo Zun is still only spit blood, without any breath weakening.
Xuan Lingzi frowned and took the sword back.
Lying on this piece of land, if you look at the sky, you don’t say a word.
The eternal trembling of the fingers, hurrying over, and instilling his demon power into the body of Cang Ruo Zun, was surprised to find that his demon power was not accepted by the other party. The singular voice of the old man said hoarsely: "Demon!"
Cang Ruo demon slightly turned his throat and looked at the eternal age. He said in a low voice: "You are... the little stone demon of the second sea?"
Dominance is always nodding.
This scene is always funny at all times. A gray-haired old man looked sincerely at a young man with tears in his eyes and his body constantly trembled.
Xuan Lingzi looked at them silently.
Cang Ruo demon sighed and smiled slightly: "You have reached the heavenly order."
"Demon!"
"Remember that 30,000 years ago, you were just a little demon with a nascent mind. I never thought that it has already reached the heavenly stage... It’s so good, the future Yaozu will see you."
The eternal elders still try their best to infuse their demon power into the body of Cang Ruo Zun, but Cang Ruo sighs and uses his invisible power to stop his behavior. He said faintly: "The heart of the deity and the demon don't know when it has been taken away by others. You don't have to do nothing. The deity has fallen down 30,000 years ago. After death, he can do something for the rest of my family. It is useful."
Without the demon, the demon can't cultivate the demon power at all, let alone accept the demon power of others.
"Demon!"
Not far away, the Terran and the demon lords also rushed over, not far away, and did not advance.
Cang Ruo demon did not pay attention to these people, he looked at the boundless sky, and his eyes gradually revealed a trace of gloom. Gradually clarified in the sky, the clouds stretched, and the yellow sand that has permeated for more than ten years in the northernmost land has gradually dissipated.
After gazing for a long time, Cang Ruo Zun muttered: "Purple..."
At this time, only a hoarse voice suddenly sounded: "If you are a predecessor, you have seen a dragon!"
If Cang is slightly coveted, look at the young man who is approaching. I saw Luo gradually clear his footsteps, the waist could not straighten up, but stubbornly came to this side. He said: "Three thousand years ago, when you and the Zixiao demon went to the northern part of the land, they once placed your two dragon eggs on Long Island and set up an enchantment. The younger generation had seen a dragon. He is similar to your seven-pointer, and it looks like a purple demon."
The eyes were wide open, and beside him, the old man was silent and lowered his head in silence.
When I saw the body of Cang Ruo Zun, I was completely shocked when I was alone, and I was speechless for a while.
Three thousand years ago, the eternal elders were just a little demon who had started to be wise. On the second sea, they had a relationship with the two sages. Fortunately, they got the guidance of Cang Ruo. The appearance of the Sayādaw has already faded in his memory. Now, when I see it again, I am remorseful of the old man, only hate... I didn’t take a shot earlier, and I was so insulted by Jin.
Cang Ruo Zun is silent for a long time, whispering: "What is he...?"
"Jin away!"
Cang Ruo demon whispered: "Jin away..."
"It turned out that he was called Jin."
The low laughter echoed in this vast and boundless northern land. Slowly, everyone saw that the figure of Cang Ruo Zun gradually faded. Luo gradually looked at this scene with a slight glimpse, he looked