Chapter 199: Saint Wei

The golden glow in the room is dazzling, and an inscription rune manifests in the air, like a golden scale, flowing a kind of charm. If combined, these charms will be extremely terrible.
The doubles of Dao Ling were slightly closed, standing still, the black hair was slightly raised, and the white clothes were moving.
His arms bloomed with a radiance, and the muscles were agitated, and there was a burst of squeaking sounds that sounded like a dragonfly, but it was not particularly clear.
Wu Lian’s face is indefinite, and Dao Ling’s enlightenment of the real dragon’s arm has already scared her. Now the real dragon arm has changed. This is not the case. If Wu Dian knows it is because of himself, who will be there? Can't save her.
"He definitely has a hatred with Wu Dian. Even if he puts me out, the real dragon arm will leak out sooner or later. I haven’t contacted the outside world for a long time. Grandpa must have thought that I was dead. The whole martial hall must have thought that I was dead. It is."
"If I suddenly go home, Wu Dian will definitely doubt." Wu Lian's nephew is spinning rapidly, and finally the color of grievances is rushing. The hidden light looks at Dao Ling in his heart and says: "If you don't do it, He learned the magical powers, I killed him!"
She rushed up very decisively, and the jade fingers burst into five spurs, such as the gods, and the palms of the hands changed their claws. They only heard a sensation in the world, the vacuum collapsed, and a very terrible savage gas filled the air.
This is a very powerful supernatural power, just like the Tianpeng claws. The thorns slide over and tear open the sky, and come to the neck of Dao Ling, and cut off his head.
The tightly closed doubles of Dao Ling, he stood still, but the whole world has changed. This is the opening of two horrible acupoints, spitting glare and enthusiasm.
Just like the two small worlds are opening and closing, and like the boulevard grinding disc, the rumbling turns, spurting out the golden runes into pieces, cracking everything.
Wu Lian screamed, feeling that she was suppressed by two breaths. Her entire claws were bleeding, and the volley flew out and fell to the ground to spit out a large mouthful of blood.
"You!" Her body was trembling, her pale, bloodless face was full of fear, pointing to the tomb and screaming: "You have opened two esoteric acupoints!"
Wu Lian panicked, the potential of the other party was terrible, and it was a series of two to open, which made her somewhat unbelievable. This kind of person is also a genius in the martial arts hall.
"Is there a problem?" Dao Ling's nephew gave her a glance and walked over and looked at her faintly: "You have sneaked on me in this stage, and you are not afraid."
"We said it earlier, just give it to your real dragon arm, you will let me go!" Wu Lian gnawed his teeth: "You don't want to talk about credit."
"Oh, I will let you go."
Dao Ling opened, black eyes looked at the surprise on Wulian's face. He shook his head. "But you just attacked me. I changed my mind. As long as you handed me the magical power, I will let you go. This is the price."
"You...you.." Wu Lian's nephew was round and pointed at him. He shivered, and there was a kind of raging anger in his body. The last two eyes were white and fainted.
The tomb snorted and didn't take care of him. He sat down and his eyes narrowed, silent for a while, and a jade bottle appeared in his hand.
The stone jade bottle looks very strange, the stone bottle is very rough, I don't know what is inside.
The palm of Dao Ling rubbed the stone bottle. After a long silence, he opened the jade bottle, and there was a glaring purple glow, accompanied by a grand sound.
The face of Dao Ling changed slightly. His sleeves flashed instantly, and a piece of golden light flew out, activating the formation of this small courtyard and completely insulting the fluctuations of the jade bottle.
"What is this, a terrible move!"
The Dao Ling was shocked. This jade spurt the purple-eyed, with a kind of show, and there is a grand voice coming out. There seems to be a strong person in the road.
His eyes looked at the past, and he saw three drops of purple treasure in the stone bottle blooming, flowing a glimpse of the sun, hanging around, looks like a small waterfall.
The voice is emitted from the inside of the treasure. It seems that there is a world of heaven and earth, which makes people tremble.
And these three drops of treasure contain a source of qi, or the source of the avenue.
The Dao Ling took a deep breath and the scorpion was big. He exclaimed: "Is this the source of the rumor?"
Daoyuan liquid, this kind of treasure is too old, and Taoling is also occasionally seen from ancient books. It is said that the era of heaven and earth will be born.
In one of the deep abyssal mines, I experienced a long period of time and did not know how many years, in some terrible ore, hidden source.
In short, this kind of thing is terrible. The strongest are all red-eyed treasures, which can help people to understand, and the most important thing is that this thing has its own existence, which is the most dazzling.
There is a source of avenues in this world, and this kind of thing is scattered from the source of the source, this source is the root of it!
This is equivalent to the roots of the heavens and the earth, terrible to the extreme, the level of preciousness makes the strong people tremble.
"Is this what the blind man found for me?"
The hands of Dao Ling held the stone bottle, and the arm shook slightly. His eyes were a little red, and the trembling voice said.
Since knowing the original Eucharist, Dao Ling did not find a way to restore the source, but the source of the loss is too horrible, and you need to find the treasure.
Daoyuan Liquid had noticed before, but this thing has long since disappeared. He did not expect that the scorpion had found three drops of source liquid.
"Now is not sad and missed." His fists clenched, and the two shots smashed the light, and immediately looked down at the three drops of source, he took a drop to eat.
This drop of purple treasure into the body, the Tao Ling body is a kind of purple gas, the ethereal is uncertain, the hair is all purple, surrounded by a mist.
His body has a boulevard in the body, and the pores are vomiting a kind of avenue. This scene is unusually amazing, and he seems to be turned into a round!
Three drops of purple treasure liquid fell into the body, and the purple gas of the body of the whole body was more, and the inner body of the road was completely sounded, and it was smoky by a layer of purple mist.
There was a round of Baolun in his mind, which turned into a round of rounds. It looked a little amazing~EbookFREE.me~ This purple energy is too terrible, like purple smoke, flowing in his body.
The entire body of Dao Ling blooms a kind of sacredness, which is up and down, and undergoes a degeneration, which has a qualitative sublimation and degeneration.
As time went by, the atmosphere of the body of the Dao Ling gradually became terrible, just like a sleeping dragon, and opened a pair of scorpions in chaos.
A bang, a terrible scene was born, this is a kind of horror like the breath of the river, the world of impact is ringing, like a catastrophe, the rumbling.
The Dao Ling is up and down, Jinhui is a thousand, and the blood is soaring. There is a small sun in the body that has recovered, and a terrible holy power erupts.
A loud bang, the entire temple collapsed, the earth collapsed, a terrible manifestation, caused by a trace of holy power awakened in the Taoist body.
The world is booming. This is the sound of the avenue, which has broken through the world. If it were not there, there would be a burst of law, and it would have exploded.
However, in this way, the entire array is distorted, and there are subtle cracks. What is this? Qingzhou's largest Jubao Pavilion, the defensive array is what its horror, but now it can not bear a trace of holy prestige.
There is a very terrible movement in the body of Dao Ling, but it is difficult to break free. It is like a dragon leaping from the abyss, just revealing a dragon must, and being suppressed.
"This is the Eucharist!" Dao Ling's double fists clenched, feeling the embodiment of the strongest to the extreme, terrible and irritating, he can feel the origin of the source.
"Yes, this is the original Eucharist. Although there is only one power, it is not weak. Your growth is faster than I expected, but it is not enough. Come on."
Turbulent, a female voice of ancient rhyme, in his ear, after a lapse of one year, once again slowly appeared!