Chapter 1182: The devil of the devil (49)

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Luo dusted his head and slammed his face, just touching the faint golden light of his eyebrows.
The looming light reflects the incomparable identity.
"You are..." This moment, even the dust is very surprised.
That day and the only in the mainland, the above the heights, turned out to be the demon of destroying this heaven and earth tens of thousands of years ago.
All the immortals are unconsciously taking a step back and looking at the winter solstice with horror.
He was cold and sloppy, with a hint of laziness in his voice, and looked at her with a trace of lowness: "It’s a magical moment for me, but for me, I don’t care."
"Winter...Winter...Winter solstice, you don't mess up--" Guliu led a different kind of disciples and looked at him with vigilance: "I respect you as the head, how can you abandon the world and ignore it!"
"The world is alive?" He sneered, in the cold wind, the heavy snow flew down, more able to show his face as a sculptural facial features.
The next second, he continued: "Have you seen me when I saved the world?"
Everyone has their own life counts. In the new eyes of the winter solstice, no matter what the upper bounds have to do.
It is life and death, and it depends on its own creation. He is a golden demon who once destroyed the earth, why bother to care about the life and death of the world.
After all, the winter solstice at that time was new and no one could match. He can kill anyone and save anyone.
For him, it doesn't make any sense to think about it for a moment.
Yes! In fact, his life does not seem to make any sense.
When he has stood at one extreme of the balance, all the righteous people throughout the day and the mainland have to kill him.
Just as his appearance is a way of promoting justice, his death is a merit for the destruction of the people.
At that time, he had no rivals in the sky and the mainland. Since the world wants to kill him, let him destroy the world.
Of course, the only thing he has destroyed is the Mozu and the lower bounds -
In the tens of thousands of years later, he concealed the evil spirits of his own body, and he still doubled his own extraordinary talent.
It’s not long, it’s not too short.
After ten thousand years, he succeeded.
Not only has it become the only in the heavens and the mainland, but also... the most horrible gold devil.
"You can't do this, you... you will make a squad--" At this moment, the ancient six has fallen into complete silence. After all, for him, or for heaven, there is no more Winning.
The celestial stone was destroyed, and they could not cope with it.
Not to mention adding a new winter solstice...
"What do I want to do, what can you do with me?" He turned around, and the beautiful eyes fell firmly on Luo Ding's body. She looked at her mouth and said: "The point is that my apprentice wants What is the result?"
"apprentice?"
At this moment, the talents once again fell on the body of Luo Ding.
"She is the little declining of the door of love in the past few days." The cold of the night was slightly decapitated, looking at the dust in front of him, and suddenly the chest was slightly uncomfortable.
When Xia Moxing died, he did not feel this uncomfortable.
Like a person who had been deeply in love with him, he finally left him after his injuries again and again.
This time, she never looked back...
"You... you turned out to be..."
"boom------"
What Gu Gu still wants to say, but has been overshadowed by the sound of a ruin.
The sky and the blue sky meet, the sea and the sky.
The gods and gods are sinking down, bit by bit through the clouds. The annual ring of memory slowly dissipated, and Tianhe and the mainland had a rebirth.