Vol 3 Chapter 1111: Heaven is hard to break

The power of the fifty dragons, what kind of concept, the power of one dragon is the strength of thousands of pounds, the power of the ten dragons is 100 million kilograms, and the fifty dragons are the strength of 500 million pounds.
Even the great master of the peak, like the great elder of Han Qinghe, has begun to refine the law of heaven and transform the existence of the law of heaven.
Xiao Chen also had the confidence to punch and blow. The situation of the Grand Master was at this time. He was invincible from the Grand Master and was already wirelessly close.
No matter what kind of master, what kind of exercises are cultivated, as long as they do not reach the realm of the emperor, Xiao Chen has the confidence to win and win.
After refining and finishing a hundred drops of dragon marrow, Xiao Chen took out the beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers. This is a broken fairy.
For the military, it takes time and effort to transform into a secret treasure, in order to let your mental strength into it, and use it freely.
For Xiao Chen, there is not much trouble.
He has ample mana, and his knowledge can go straight in, and the spirit mark can be used immediately.
The mountain and river splendid maps are unfolded. I saw that there are mountains and waters on the paintings, and the clouds are floating. There are rivers and rivers, and the mountains and rivers are all in one painting.
God knows what, Xiao Chen enters the inner world of the scroll, where he sees the spiritual brand left by his predecessor.
It has been 100,000 years since the immortal era of the Immortal Era, and it can be left in the spiritual mark of the scroll. Although it is crumbling, it must be extinguished at any time, but it does not dissipate.
It can be imagined that the masters of the previous generation of the scrolls have reached the point of strength.
The cultivator went to Yuan Yingjing, and there were infants, gods, Mahayana and practice imaginary, and then robbed and then achieved Xianjun, flying up the fairy world.
Look at the spiritual mark in front of this, even if the past hundreds of thousands of years, still the aura is still there, the soul is not dead, the former master of this picture, fear of having the strength of Xianjun.
The weakest Xianjun has the strength of the king's great emperor, surpassing the reincarnation, standing with the heavens and the earth, immortal and immortal.
Of course, the immortality is over, the immortal world does not exist, the reincarnation is broken, and the immortal has long lost the ability to live forever.
With the advent of the martial arts era, there is no immortal in the world, and Wuwu is the only one. Even if there is a heavy prince, it will not rival the supreme martial arts.
This embarrassing spiritual imprint is the appearance of an old man with a sacred wind, and the radiance is weak, and the wisdom is long gone. As soon as Xiao Chen touches it, he can brand his own spiritual mark.
rub!
Just when Xiao Chen was ready to start, the old man in front of his eyes suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes blossomed, and a savage saga of the gods flew in, and along with the traces of the spirit left, he broke into the knowledge of Xiao Chen. Among the sea.
"Hahaha, 100,000 years old, the old man did not expect. The one-step chess that went down the same day, even left a backhand, and can live another era."
This is overbearing, and Xiao Chen’s heart is panicked and fearful. He feels no backhand power, and the gods are swallowed by each other and dissipate a little.
How could this be the case, I have never heard of it, the spiritual imprint left in the magic weapon of the fairy, there will be a spiritual production.
The immortality was destroyed, and all the immortals had already died and died. The spiritual imprint that they left behind had long since lost their intelligence with their own death.
Even if you don't die, the time of 100,000 years is enough to wipe out the spirit of any spiritual brand.
The sudden occurrence is simply ridiculous and astounding.
"Even if you are Xianjun, I don't have a door to swallow me, get out of it!"
The Thunder is immortal, the will is always there, the soul of the sword is immortal, and the edge is unmatched!
In the midst of danger, Xiao Chen stabilized his mind and hid it in the sea of ​​thunder and rushed out.
The will of the thunder that lasts forever, the soul of the swordsman of the great peak, and the thunder of time, illuminate the whole sea.
"The destruction of the Thunder's ancestors is not the right thing to copy, but it is also enough to destroy my remnant soul, hateful!"
The screams of screaming screamed, and under the thunder of the infinite knives, the old man, who was already like a broken bamboo, was a little bit disintegrated.
When it was completely disintegrated, Xiao Chen suddenly stopped. This is the old antique of the immortal era, and it contains many secrets.
A rare opportunity, even if taking a risk, Xiao Chen would like to find some news from him.
The painful roar stopped, and the old man’s knowledge became a figure, and he was weak and shivering in a corner of the sea.
Xiao Chen asked coldly: "Tell me what I want to know, I will leave you a life and let you live again."
"Ha ha ha, live again, you think more, the destiny is hard to beat, no one can live another era. Impossible, so you don't need to threaten me, anyway, I will soon disappear."
The old man had a strong desire to survive. After seeing the thunder of the morning, he was not seen at all, as if he was appointed.
Mouted in his mouth, the fate of life is hard to violate, the destiny is hard to violate!
Xiao Chen’s incomprehensible saying:
Since you still have the wisdom, I will find a common person who does not have the mental power to make a choice, but I can still do it.

"The destiny is hard to break. You feel that I have waited for 100,000 years. I finally waited for someone with a mana to enter the interior of this mountain river."
"It is just a copy of the existence of the destruction of the Lei Fu. Do you think it is a coincidence? Even if it is another person, there will be various kinds of accidents, and the failure of the defeat will be a fate. It is hard to violate.

"It’s ridiculous, I thought it was a ridiculous thing to happen by leaving a drop of fairy blood and being able to live again and still waiting for 100,000 years."
The voice of the old man is weak, and his tone sounds even more sad.
"This mountain and river splendid map, you take it away. In the past, many Wang Pinxian devices were annihilated in the looting. I couldn’t think of this little gadget that was not in my heart, but it has been preserved for so long."
Xiao Chen sees the light of the old man, and it is getting weaker and lighter. He can't help but ask: "Older generations, the encounter is the fate. Can you tell the younger generation that Xiandao Jiyuan is as strong as Xianjun can live with the world, and Xianzu can pick Stars take the moon, the fairy king is able to change his life, why is it destroyed?"
"The encounter is the fate? Oh, you are a little Yuan Ying monk, ask what is the use of this."
"The so-called prosperity and decline, life and death, reincarnation, there is no existence in the world can last forever, this is the way of heaven, this is the life of heaven, no one can change."
"The Kunlun fairyland once was so powerful and powerful that it dominated the universe and the origin of the 3,000-day world. Then, in the end, it was also in ruin, the immortal world was destroyed, and Kunlun became a place of exile..."
The voice of the old man became weaker and weaker, until the end, completely disappeared.
There are not many words, but the news that can be revealed, but the stone broke the sky, let Xiao Chen's heart turn up the waves, for a long time.
The old man said that the three thousand worlds are certainly not the sky where Xiao Chen is located, but it is just the Xianjun Dongfu, and beyond Kunlun, there is a broader world.
Kunlun’s original central world, the status of the origin of the universe, has also become an exile.
The figure of the old man slowly became nothing, leaving only a little green light.
When Xiao Chen opened his hand and sucked it, he swallowed the green dot. There were no other messages in the green dot. The information stored was all about the beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers.
This peerless power of the immortal era has been completely annihilated, and there is no imprint, and it remains in the martial arts era.
Leave his own spiritual brand to leave, Xiao Chen knows to withdraw from the mountains and rivers, and leave a print on the palm of his hand according to the method left by the old man.
The beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers is rapidly shrinking, and it breaks into the palm of the left hand. In the palm of the hand, there are mountains and waters, rivers and rivers, and they are transformed into a vast world.
The mind was fretting, the mountains and rivers gradually disappeared, and the palms recovered as usual.
The mana burns, the mountain river map is present, and Xiao Chen’s mind can move, and the mountains and rivers can be moved to control the lightning and thunder.
There is a hint of joy in his face. If you trap people in this mountain river map, then you really can't escape his palm.
The mana died like water. Xiao Chen felt dizzy and did not dare to shake the mountains and rivers to collect them.
In the mountain river map, the words of the immortal strongman can only be regarded as an episode in the conquering fairy, what to do.
Whether it is the exile, or the so-called epoch, this time is too far away from Xiao Chen, as the myth is general, it seems too ethereal.
Steps, still have to fall on the ground, step by step to improve their own cultivation.
When you reach the top of the day, all the fog will naturally be exhausted.
Next, Xiao Chen took out the crown of the sea emperor sent by the demon face, and the look on his face seemed quite complicated.
This is a complete emperor, more precious than the Shanhe Jinxiu map. After all, the latter is only a crippled fairy, and it is far less attractive to the military than the emperor.
Demon and kindly sent this emperor to himself, but it also brought a huge trouble, Wudi may not care much. Anyone who is a quasi-emperor will definitely be heart-warming.
Hey!
A group of people flew in the distance, and Xiao Chen turned his hand and put the sea crown into the ring. The comer is Han Qinghe who is ready to retreat and attack the road of the emperor.
Xiao Chen’s heart sinks, what kind of big event will be Han Qinghe’s elders, so a big master who is ready to retreat will be alarmed.