Chapter 1033: Platinum Star Dou Jinshui Fatai

"mean!"
In the slightly open mouth of Ranzhu-like head, he reluctantly spit out this word.
Old Qian caught his head, shook his head and sighed.
"Why do every despicable person like to say that others are more despicable than them?.
The two-winged silver armor warrior has not yet died.
Lao Qian Yijian ended his pain and began to look through the four people's storage artifacts.
In the storage artifacts of the two two-winged warriors, Lao Qian got what he wanted for a long time: the real solution of Shenxuan refining artifacts.
Moreover, the true explanation of the Shenxuan refining tool reported from the two-winged silver armored warrior storage artifact is much longer and more extensive than the searched out from the two-winged scarlet warrior storage artifact.
This is the class gap.
Just from the two real explanations of Shenxuan Refining Artifacts, it can be seen that there is a huge gap in the status of the two in Shenxuan Town.
Among the storage artifacts of the fat meat ball, the use of the mysterious mica mirror and the method of sacrifice were found.
This Xuanyin Mica Mirror is refined by collecting the clouds of Xuanyin that can be found at the bottom of the endless sea of ​​clouds.
If you want to drive this Xuan Yin mica mirror, the first condition is coldness, the magic power of Xuan Yin attribute.
The benefits of multi-attribute cultivation are reflected at this time.
Can drive various element attributes at any time.
The usage has been found, and the old Qian's spiritual thoughts reminded him, and a sharp blue cold current went straight into the Xuanyin mica mirror.
As soon as the blue cold current entered the Xuan Yin mica mirror, I saw a cloud of extreme cold in the Wumeng Meng, as if it were boundless.
The blue cold current instantly dispersed into tens of millions of blue splashes, drifting with the clouds.
After a cup of tea, I found a little brown aura.
This is Fatty Meatball, the divine thought that stays in the mysterious mirror of the mica.
The owner is dead, how can Shennian resist the attack of the blue water splash?
Thousands of blue water splashes combined, squeezed the color and thoughts, and were destroyed in the blink of an eye.
Immediately afterwards, thousands of blue water splashes drifted towards the misty clouds.
With the strength of Lao Qian's current spiritual thoughts, it took a full half a day to refine this mysterious mica mirror offering to be used initially.
To be able to use this treasure completely freely, it has to take a lot of effort, obviously, there is not so much effort here.
Old Qian made a decisive decision and stopped the practice, chanting the tactics in his mouth, and the icy blue cold current urged him into the Xuanyin mica mirror!
Daowu's lustrous brilliance, as thick as a bucket, has been shining on a hundred meters of red and blue light.
The air of deep shadow is like a river of tens of thousands of years, rushing and noisy, pouring on a fiery lava river, a hundred meters high red light. The blue light is a low, just like asking a talent, a gap appears abruptly.
The Divine Sense attached to the Xuan Yin mica mirror immediately felt the resistance like a mountain, and at the same time, there was a kind of extreme heat, as if it was irradiated by an extremely powerful firework. general.
Old Qian's right hand was immediately raised, and the blue sword light came out like raindrops!
The chill of the bi-colored sword light is not as effective as the black and white mica mirror for suppressing this hundred-meter red and blue color. However, the sharp meaning contained in the bi-colored sword light is the combination of red and blue. Se Haoguang split the red and blue light everywhere, just like how hard a mountain is, there are cracks on it.
As soon as the crack came out, the Wumengmeng beam of light emitted by the Xuanyin mica mirror immediately pressed down with all its strength.
As the red and blue colors collapsed, the speed at which Wumengmeng's beam of light pressed down immediately accelerated.
Fragments of the red and blue colors of the horrible light splashed into the white cold water one after another in the air.
"boom!"
Every piece of red and blue light fell into the white cold water, and the sky was splashed!
In a short time, the entire white cold water surface became like a geothermal spring on the edge of a volcanic crater, and the hot water vapor soared into the sky.
Wumengmeng's beam of light finally broke through the heavy red and blue Haoqiang.
"Peng!" With a sound, he pressed heavily on the red and blue crystal seat.
"boom!"
Old Qian suddenly felt that everything in front of him had disappeared.
I came to an incomparably vast starry sky. In this starry sky, there were countless gray clouds. "Plums of gray clouds" continuously sprayed out fire-bearing pillars of buffalo thickness.
The red, green, and blue rays of light flashed across hundreds or thousands of miles.
"boom!"
Old Qian couldn't dodge, and was instantly shattered by a pillar of fire the size of a house!
In A Ming's eyes, the old money who was urging the Xuan Yin Mica Mirror with all his strength, screamed when he trembled all over!
Obviously, in the process of conquering this flame throne, the old money was injured, and 80% of it was mentally injured.
This thought uncontrollably emerged from Amin's heart. If he took this opportunity to kill the old money, wouldn't this flame throne belong to him?
This idea is too evil.
Big head Aming shook his head quickly.
At the moment of huge interest temptation, the evil in human nature is often infinitely magnified.
This idea is terrible, big head A Ming, quickly expel this idea, how to say, I and the old money, and each other, I still appreciate it.
Besides, the current strength of the old money, standing there and letting Amin chop, I am afraid that he will have to slash the money before he will be hacked to death. If your strength is equal to your old money, will you do it?
Then for the most powerful treasure.
Both Lao Qian and Amin now understand that this flame throne, eight achievements are the key to controlling these hundreds of miles of white cold water.
A Ming thought blankly, the look on his face couldn't help being stunned.
Old Qian's spiritual mind has been shattered seven or eight times.
The gray clouds and the fire are extremely dense. No matter how good your body is and how high your swordsmanship is, you can't escape the bombardment like Skynet.
If it wasn't for the old money to have several shadows of golden fruit, the spirit of entering this flame throne along the mysterious mica mirror would be provided by the shadow of golden fruit.
If the divine consciousness extended by the main soul is shattered one after another, the main soul will probably be hit hard.
This is probably the inside of the flame throne, and not everyone can come.
Originally, only a few scum was left after being bombarded by the fire, and a human figure was gathered again, swimming desperately toward the center of these gray air masses.
Any swordsmanship, any resistance, old money is no longer needed.
The distribution of these gray air masses is like a huge vortex.
Eighty percent of the core of this flame throne is at this center. As long as it can reach the center of the gray air mass and control this core inside, all of this can end.
Finally, I came to the center of the gray air mass. At the center of the gray air mass was a small group of brilliant and unusual red nebula whose color was pure and transparent.
Lao Qian's spiritual thoughts rushed to the red nebula, and countless mysterious spells and words flashed through Lao Qian's spiritual thoughts.
As soon as these spells and words appeared, the old money immediately understood many things.
In Lao Qian's divine palace, a small high platform exactly like the one hundred meters flame platform, gradually formed.
When this high platform in the God's Mansion was completely formed, Old Qian opened his eyes!
Shine!
"Amin, come up quickly, let's go to other Star Road and see a few other people, can we still survive?"
In fact, what the old money really means is to look at several other platforms. Is it ownerless? If it is ownerless, collect it!
Old Qian stretched out his hand and pointed out, a passage appeared out of the magnanimous light.
A Ming flew forward and landed on the platform.
Old Qian read the formula and stretched out his hand!
There was a white golden star on top of the head, and with a thunderbolt, a platinum beam of light was shot out, shrouded the one-hundred-meter pedestal in it, and flew towards the white golden star on the head.
"Hey...hey...hey
Big head Amin was shocked!
These three hundred miles of white cold water, but good things, don’t you want them?
"Don't worry, this white cold water area is already under my control, no one can enter except me.
Old Qian said with a smile.
Amin was so envious that he hadn't asked questions.
I saw the white golden star on top of the head, which was getting bigger and bigger, sucking in all the 100-meter fatai.
The white brilliance around him kept flickering. During the time, Lao Qian and Amin's eyes flashed with red, blue and green lights.
There is already a sea of ​​fire below.
In the sea of ​​fire, burning red, blue and green thugs went straight into the sky.
And in the center of the sea of ​​fire, there was a white gold platform 100 meters tall.
The style is exactly the same as that of Lao Qian.
However, the thousand layers of flowers are actually composed of flowing platinum liquid. Between the thousand layers of flowers swaying, they look like smoke, but they also carry a strong and incomparable golden sharp air.
This Dharma platform turned out to be a combination of gold and water!
No wonder it looks like smoke and water, yet so sharp and brutal!
Around the Fatai, a large group of people were fighting like a raging fire in the air above the sea of ​​fire.
But ~EbookFREE.me~ are fighting like a raging fire, looking at the red and blue platform that descends from the sky from the stars, and looking at the two people sitting high in the platform, one catty. stunned.
The envy is the minority, most of them have fanatical jealousy in their eyes.
"Old money, here we are!"
The cry of desperation for life, sounded in the corner far from the battlefield.
Lao Qian and A Ming turned their heads and saw the tearful face of Turtle.
Beside the tearful face, Benn's sad and excited face also appeared beside the turtle.
Shengen cultivated the Blizzard Sword Art, and walked through the water gate among the Six Aimens.
Unexpectedly, gold and water are one here.
The people walking in Kinmen and Pratunam eventually meet in one place, so there are so many talents here.
The battle here is also particularly fierce.
In front of the turtle and Benen, there was a headless corpse of a third-level cloud catch with only one arm left.
The other two refining corpses were nowhere to be seen, and they were already reduced to ashes in the fire-bearing ocean below.
The turtle and Benn both had scars all over their bodies.
However, saving lives in so many master fights is already a great achievement.
"come in."
Old Qian reached out his hand and pointed, a passage appeared in the red and blue light.
Son, bring the throne! "
Amidst the roar, several figures swept over like lightning!