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Tang Tian has experienced a lot of hard work, from the earliest million basic martial arts, to the iron felt of the fire and ghost claws, etc. No matter which kind of cultivation, it is absolutely impossible to talk about ease. △, but give him the biggest shadow in his heart, absolutely do not want to come again for the second time, then there is only a sword storm.
He admits that the practice of the sword vortex storm is very good, but even if this is the case, he definitely does not want to come again for the second time. He didn't even have the courage to recollect him. How did he get over it during that time? He didn't know it. He is not sure for the second time, he can still come over. This kind of mentality is quite rare in him. You must know that he is definitely not a cowardly person.
However, he never imagined that he really wanted to have another storm. And this time the difficulty is bigger than the last time, it is not the past. You need to maintain a high level of attention, control the line of rules, and hit the core of the virtual rule that is exposed.
This is really a bitter smile or a bitter smile, even the calmness of the state of the gods can not stop the smile.
Why don’t you have a choice...
As time passed by, Tang Tian clearly felt the increase in pressure, and he knew that he could not drag on any more.
Taking a deep breath, Tang Tian’s eyes returned to calm, and there was a firmness. Since it is inevitable, come on. Tang Tian’s hands jerked open again, and the air curtains around him exploded, and countless swordsmen were like raindrops.
boom!
The intense pain came from all parts of the body at the same time. Tang Tian felt that he was being shot by a huge wave. He felt that it was difficult to breathe, his head glimpsed, and a short gap appeared.
But he knew that he couldn't have an accident here, and at the same time, he bit his tongue. The sweetness spreads in his mouth, and his mind suddenly wakes up, knowing that it is not a time when he is in a daze.
Just a moment, a lot of holy inflammation was smashed, and the core of the virtual law was exposed.
Tolerate the pain and paralysis of the whole body, Tang Tian's rules of hands control, like throwing a gun, hit the core of the virtual law floating in the sword.
Countless rules and virtual rules and cores are simultaneously annihilated.
In the end, how many swordsmanship, Tang Tian also counted, how many holy inflammation was crushed, Tang Tian also counted. He just smashed the core of the virtual law that appeared in his vision, madly crushing.
The pain in the whole body is so clear, and it is completely different from the pain of the last time. This pain is so chilly. These chills are not strong, but they are extremely penetrating. Tang Tian feels that his body is freezing, but he knows that this chilly intention is to directly infiltrate his own soul, his muscles are intact, and there is no trace of freezing.
I don't know if I have had one experience. Although the pain is very strong this time, it is not as terrible as expected. After a while, he felt that he was gradually getting used to this intensity, but the chilly meaning that he almost had to freeze his soul made him a little bit painful.
He can even have a little effort to think about the reasons.
Is it the cause of the illusion of energy? Swordsman is made up of imaginary energy, and naturally brings the characteristics of imaginary energy. Is this the characteristic of imaginary energy?
Tang Tian suddenly moved in the heart, the last sword vortex storm, the tempering is the Wuhun, then this sword vortex storm, what is the quenching?
Well, in fact, Tang Tian does not understand the mess of things in his body. He was suddenly curious and somewhat expecting. His current body has been tempered to the extreme, but what is the soul, but it has always been his headache. Because of the existence of Xiao Er, he is very different from the average person in this respect.
The old man is best found by others!
I have never heard that my old man will do his best to the soul of his son. What makes him unacceptable is that in the heart of the old man, the second child is the right choice!
Hey!
We must always make this account clear!
Look for opportunities to make a small two beat a good meal, alas, is no good to beat him. I am in a bad mood.
Tang Tian suddenly forgot how he was biased, but soon, the screams broke out from his mouth. He felt that he was actually a crow's mouth. Just now he would feel that this time is not enough pain? What is wrong with yourself?
Hey, he slammed a cold breath, his expression stiffened and his face pale.
The place where this sword is inserted...Oh, my mother...Study...Bastard, almost the fish that slipped through the net...oh, ah!
The screams are endless, he can't control the screams, the pain of the body, wrong, it is the pain directly affecting the soul. His mind suddenly appeared that the elders of Xiusi struggled in the holy sacred, especially the scene of the struggle of the soul, although silent, but as long as you see the scene, you will feel the terrible pain.
Now, he will realize it!
He felt that his soul was being twisted and he was shuddering.
But at this time, he could not stop, even if the soul had a painful shudder, he could not stop. The holy inflammation that has not been dealt with, once it has been missed, turns into a sword, and will smash Ashin.
Tang Tian frantically uses the line to attack the core of the virtual law. It seems that only the madness can make him reluctant to concentrate. He felt his own brain, a little numb, his eyes faintly faint, but his movements did not slow down a bit.
He is like a killing machine, tired of harvesting.
The Sword Vortex is like an inflated balloon that swells at an alarming rate. The number of swordsman is also skyrocketing at an alarming rate. The pain is also skyrocketing at an alarming rate. The speed of the influx of holy inflammation is skyrocketing, and the number of virtual rules that Tang Tian needs to kill is also skyrocketing, and the imaginary energy is also skyrocketing. .
The imaginary energy that has just washed down like a waterfall, now Ashin has been swimming in the sea, wrong, not swimming, sinking in the sea.
Ashin felt that he was like a balloon, blurring energy from all parts of his body. Yes, it is to squeeze in. At first they need to absorb it themselves. Now they don't want to absorb it, but the massive amount of energy is forced into the body from all sides.
He felt that he was really stupid. He just had the pain of eating and supporting himself, and he actually laughed! He wants to cry, he is crying by himself.
He really feels the pain of support now. Jianmang is like he is cutting his flesh and eating the pain. He feels that he can explode at any time. He is already in a coma. How much he wished he could stun in the past, but he had no chance at all.
The illusion of energy is like pouring water into the sea, squeezing it into his body. Silky, like a needle, the whole body is tingling, the whole body is cutting the meat and cutting the pain, the whole body is supporting the pain, the only thing that makes him more comfortable, at least the pain is very even...
According to common sense, the pain of such intensity, Ashin has long lost consciousness. But the vain energy that continually squeezes in, constantly repairing his body, almost the crack wound just appeared, and it healed. Then it cracked again, then healed again, so repeated cycles, no end.
What Ashin can do is only screaming, and even the screams are not controlled by himself... I am so mixed with such a miserable situation.
So, he screamed more sadly.
The intense pain allowed him to grasp everything he could grasp. He didn't know when he took out the undead sword. His palms were dead with his hilt.
He did not notice that the undead sword is like a dry sand dune, consuming vain energy in greed.
The old Tang dynasty group solemnly buried Mu Zhixia. Of course, there is naturally no way to do rituals on the battlefield. The so-called solemnity is the addition of a wooden sign with the words "Tomb of Mu Zhixia".
Lao Tang suddenly made a nap: "Hey, how is it a bit cold?"
The old group tilted him and said: "I didn't do anything wrong, I don't want to knock on the door."
The old Tang immediately did not shake, saying: "Forgetting you is a ghost."
The old group is not moving: "You are not even a ghost."
"naive!"
"moron!"
The two men snorted at the same time, so that there was no meaning in the quarrel, both of them were used to it.
"Mu Zhixia is a pity." The old group suddenly said: "The whole regiment is a pity. It is a group of good soldiers."
His gaze, watching the soldiers who worshiped in front of Mu Zhixia's tomb, could not help but feel a thousand emotions. He is an old-fashioned general who has a special affection for the soldiers, and he does not see such scenes at all. Where are these soldiers still seeing the spirit of the First Corps in the world? They have a dry face and empty eyes, such as walking dead.
Lao Tang could not help but sigh: "Look, the temple is so inverted, they are self-destructive, and no one can save the temple. God wants to perish, it will make it crazy. They are so crazy, to the time of extinction. ""
"Ohno Guanzhou can't go." The old group said calmly.
Lao Tang turned his face and some asked not to be willing: "Is there no way?"
"Now I can only attack ~EbookFREE.me~ but the casualties will be very large." The old group has some helplessness: "This kind of squad, defending the city is still good at defending the home, we will not have a chance. I can take them Take risks, but you can't take them to death."
Old Tang silently, he actually knows these truths, or else the savage army will not be blocked for so long. But he heard the answer, but he could not conceal his disappointment. He still had a little bit of luck, and felt that the level of the old group was so high, maybe there is a good way.
The old regiment did not know what to say. The comforter was not what he was good at. Such a situation does not depend on any strategy to work. All the famous players, the most feared is this situation.
At this time, a soldier who had finished worshiping had a deep foot and walked over.
The surrounding guards were trying to stop him, and the old group was showing off.
"Adults, we have a way to enter the end of the field Guanzhou." Soldiers ragged, thin face, deep eyelids, only those eyes reflect the hatred of the bones.
The two looked at each other and looked down at the subconscious. They all saw the ecstasy in each other's eyes.