Vol 2 Chapter 1858: Death on the avenue

These words immediately attracted the words. What is the monk cultivation for?
Isn't it just to get to the top?
"Boss!" Mo Yan could not help but turn to look at the piano double.
Qin double frowned a little, and bowed to Zhuang Tian: "Zhuang predecessors, I flew to the spiritual world soon, I don't know about the dark hall. But, does the dark hall have the inheritance that can help the ink words fly up the fairy world?"
"Of course!" Zhuang Tian said proudly: "There is not only a complete inheritance, but also countless resources and systematic training. Like the qualifications of Mo Yan, it is only in our dark hall that we can embark on the peak, otherwise It is a waste of his qualifications.
Mo Yan, this is your chance, I hope you don't miss it.

"But you..." Qin double opened again, his eyes falling on the age spots on Zhuang Tian's face: "Have your birthday is short?"
Zhuang Tian immediately understood the meaning of the piano double, and his face was unpleasant. However, looking at the words of Mo Yan, still explained:
"The reason why I can't go any further, flying up the fairyland, is the reason for me, but it is not the inheritance of the dark hall.
Not bad!
My life is not long, so I am eager to train a successor. Otherwise, even if the little guy of Mo Yan is willing, I have to pass the assessment.

The piano nodded and turned to the ink saying: "Mu Yan, the dark temple definitely has great benefits for your cultivation. However, you still have to discuss with the predecessors of the ink."
"Yeah!", Mo Yan nodded, and then bowed to Zhuang Tian: "Zhuang seniors, the younger generation is willing to go to the dark hall, but to win the consent of the grandfather."
"Who is your grandfather? Where is it?"
"Family ink city."
"Ink City, the one who stayed in Mexico City?"
"Ok!"
"Well, I will take you there!" Zhuang Tian said faintly, then looked at the piano and said: "Look at the words of Mo Yan, remind you, don't be so rash in the future, now many come to the star of Xianxing It’s just hidden, waiting for the appearance of the avenue of the avenue, even the celestial king of the inner star field has come over. Don’t lose your life in a confused way.

The piano is a glimpse of the heart, and hurriedly said: "Thank you for your predecessors."
Perceived by a burst of space, Qin double hurriedly looked up and lost the image of Zhuang Tian and Mo Yan. Qin double took out the communication jade, contacted Mo Qiancheng, and said the matter and Mo Qiancheng again, this is going back.
After more than two months, the human race monk on the side of the ink star finally took a step forward and rushed to the half-walled mountain, but it was only about half an hour ago. But it was only about half an hour, but it gave the ink star a great deal of interest.
Three days later.
There was a big battle in Bancha Mountain. Suddenly, both the Terran and the Yaozu had a lot of Xianjun. Both of them were more than fifty. Although these Xianjuns just showed up, they flew to the sky to kill, but Seeing so many singular monarchs, the monks were also frightened by fear, that is, there was no fierce momentum on the ground, because everyone knows that it is not these people who decide the victory of this war, but the celestial beings. Jun.
Therefore, both the Terran and the Yaozu are somewhat like they are dealing with errands, and some are languid. The same is true for the piano pair, looking up from time to time.
"Hey..."
The whole earth suddenly shook, and it was not just the earth, as if the air of the whole ink star began to vibrate, the air of the guards became distorted, and the piano double felt like he was in the water, looking at the opposite demon monk. There is a feeling of distortion.
"this is……"
The sky instantly darkened, it was a darkness of blood. The entire sky was covered by a thick cloud of dark blood, followed by a thunder, and heavy rain poured down.
It’s just rain, it’s rain.
Above a mountain, the sky stretched out on both sides and looked up at the rain curtain, whispering:
"The road is dead!"
"Hey..."
More than fifty sinjuns have flown from the sky, and it is the sages who have only fought in the outer world. These Xianjun penetrated the blood cloud, looked at the direction slightly, and flew away in the distance, disappearing instantly.
The piano takes a step by step, and it is a long way to go. Capture the spatial fluctuations left by those immortals and trace the past.
"boom……"
The sound of the cracking of the general roar, the brilliant brilliance of the brilliance, the piano double speed up, after a quarter of an hour, I saw more than fifty cents are fighting fiercely together, playing landslides, in the air There are nine feather-like things floating around, exuding the rhythm of the avenue.
Qinqin looked far away from the battle between the Xianjun, and the feathers of the Nine Avenues were still flying out of the sky, but there were several Xianjuns fighting there beside each feather of the avenue, and no one had a chance. Grab the feathers of the avenue. Qin double's face was ugly, and he shook his head helplessly.
"This is not the battle I can get involved at all."
Qin double decided to retreat, every Xianjun here is very powerful, not the Qin double can resist. If you are here, who is angered by the immortal, you do not know how to die.
The piano retreats in both directions, and soon her figure disappears into the dense ethnic and demon monks below.
Above a mountain.
The anti-negative hands looked at the air and the higher the immortal princes, the corners of his mouth showed a trace of sarcasm.
He does not need the feather of the avenue, he only needs to swallow, devour the essence of all things and the gods, and he can continue to push his cultivation.
"boom!"
On the other side of the piano, a demon monk flew out and looked up at the sky. The high altitude was gone and the traces of the avenues and the traces of the immortals had disappeared. They had already hit the sky.
There is a trace of regret in the heart of the piano. Maybe there is a feather of the avenue. Her realm of Yuanshen can break through to Xianjun. Now her god, Yangshen and spirit are still stuck in the tenth day. The peak of the layer.
"Strong for help!"
Qin double shook his head, smashed the unrealistic idea, and then began to fight with the demon monk.
The half-wall battle lasted for half a month and the two sides finally ceased fighting. The reinforcements of the Terran and the Yaozu are coming continuously. Both sides realize that if they fight again, they will turn the ink star into a waste star. Therefore, the two sides began to sit down and negotiate.
This has nothing to do with Qin double. It is only during the negotiation that the army cannot retreat and has to be stationed in Banbishan. Nearly 300,000 people brought out by the piano doubles now, only 100,000 are left, which shows that the casualties of this decisive battle are huge.
This is because so many Xianjun suddenly appeared, so that the monks on both sides did not have the momentum to die, if the two sides die together, Qin double really do not know how much can finally survive.

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