Chapter 1737: Big seashell

Dozens of kilometers of high-spirited curly waves, turbulent seas, World of Warcraft, rolling tentacles, waving claws, open mouth...

Within a few million kilometers of a circle, dozens of body-shaped bodies like the mountains of Warcraft with a variety of roaring and offensive postures and sea water sky together completely frozen into ice sculptures.

"Go ~" is almost an instant, Yang Ling turned and stepped out, but with the sound of "噗~", in the incomparable silence, suddenly the magic crystal on the Forehead of Warcraft was broken, a huge Warcraft virtual shadow fangs Come out.

"Dead~"

A colorful sword on the top of Yang Ling fell on the head of Warcraft's virtual shadow, accompanied by a colorful light blasting inside, and the virtual shadow of Warcraft directly exploded into a shard of debris.

The devil is broken, Warcraft!

But Yang Ling's face has become extremely ugly, because with the sound of a few bangs, the magic crystals on the head of Warcraft in all directions have begun to shatter, and a head of Warcraft virtual shadow rushed out.

"Dead death~"

The colorful swords on the top of Yang Ling spurted the heads of the demon that fell around them. At the same time, the body passed through the ice sculptures of the beasts like a meteor. It has already gone hundreds of kilometers.

"The owner is careful~" suddenly a horrible breath emanated from Oda Snow, behind him. The two moon blades swelled together in the air and the white light slammed back.

"Boom~"

During the violent explosion, the heavens and the earth swayed violently, and an extremely terrifying mental impact shocked like the collapse of the Tianhe River. The frozen sea shells were now free from bondage, and the open shells were thunderous and dazzling. Jinguang immediately drowned the whole world.

"噗~" Yang Ling could not spurt a blood under the defense, and activated three shields in a row. Finally, it resisted the mental impact of the big shell, but at this time his mental power was completely exhausted, and the power of the spirit was almost and nothing. Both consciousness and knowledge become extremely vague and chaotic.

"The owner is going away~" Oda Snow is rising, the statue behind it is shining, and the blue-purple guardian heart is also shining brightly. The high moon shadow rim crushed the frozen world and ran into the big shell.

"Boom...咔咔~"

The moon shadow giant slammed into the big shell, and was immediately blocked by the golden thunder, but the giant wheel was still desperately spinning, but the speed was getting slower and slower. In the cracking sound, the sky and the sea were all smashed. A few nearby World of Warcraft were also torn into pieces, and the huge shells continued to vibrate. A few hundred meters of thick electric rams poured into the huge wheels and smashed in the smashing. The cracks appeared on the huge wheels, and they did not stick to one. After a second, the moon wheel crashed.

"噗~" Oda Snow squirted blood from the sky and fell into the arms of a man.

"Master, the snow is useless~" Oda Snow's face was white and his chest was full of blood. He spit out a few words and stunned again.

At about the same time, Yang Ling was black in front of him. He felt that the two doors had covered him and Oda Snow in the sky, and then he was wrapped in the golden thunder.

A strong stock of spirit is like the sea, Yang Lingqi is floating in it, consciousness is getting weaker and weaker, and his knowledge is gradually blurred. He is holding Oda Snow, and he is in the golden thunder of the sky. The sky is rolling and rolling, like a stone falling deep into the ground.

The body of the big shell also condenses its own rules and meanings, and it is a self-contained world. However, the rules are not complete as well as the outside. It can only be said to be a very disability.

In the past, I didn’t know how long it was. In the vagueness, Yang Ling suddenly felt the body shake, and then he stood still. With the last little bit of residual power, Yang Ling’s consciousness was released, and then he saw himself falling in a square. But among the hundreds of meters of puddles.

There are a lot of light and shadow in the puddles, and there are countless lights and shadows flowing in the puddles. It seems to show his past or some moment in the future, and from the golden light, Yang Ling feels a strong time rule, as if this A drop of golden liquid contains the eternal years, condensing the time of the earth.

Is this the water of time?

Yang Ling’s mind instantly evoked the last thought, and was quickly swallowed up by the golden liquid. Under the influence of the strong time rule, he became confused and slowly fell into the endless years of light and shadow. He did not know when he was. where.

......

A young man in black walks between the endless and desolate world.

There is no water and no trees, only loneliness and loneliness.

Heaven and earth seem to have no end.

Every step of walking seems to be in the same place, but every step seems to be far away.

Time seems to stop, because the scenery around has never changed, the black man has no expression on his face, just like a robot step by step... step by step, the world and the years seem to be reincarnation in every step of his.

An illusory voice rang between the heavens and the earth: "The Promise Brother, I grew up married to you? I will wash your clothes and cook, and will give you a baby..."

"The Promise Brother, what do you do for your daily practice? Is it for the moon sister of Kawamura?"

The world is getting darker and darker~EbookFREE.me~ The youth has gradually grown into a middle-aged man, and the unshaven is slightly tired, but his face is calm and watery, and he walks in the black and gently swings.

It seems that the world has never changed. The only change is the face of the middle-aged man, slowly starting to grow old, but his footsteps have never stopped.

......

Who am I, why should I keep walking like this?

Soaking in the water of time, Yang Ling's face is gradually getting old, and it seems that this is not his own intention, but he can't get rid of it.

"The Promise Brother, why have you not been talking to me, is it not good for Xiaoqing?"

The familiar girl voice once again sounded between heaven and earth.

"Xiao Qing! Who is Xiaoqing?"

Yang Ling suddenly moved a few times but quickly sank again, surrounded by light and shadow, like a whimsical kaleidoscope, and another scene that was instantly seen.

It was still the black man, but the face was covered with traces of the years, and it had to be white and wrinkled, but the figure was still tall and straight, and the black robe had not changed. At this time, he was standing in front of a gate at the end of the wasteland.

The stone gate is very old, but it is still strong.

The black man’s face, which never showed any expression, showed infinite excitement. After a few deep breaths, he reached out and pressed his hand on the door. )!!