Chapter 109: Congenital

What is the innate passage? This kind of thing is speculated according to various powerful people. This is the supreme scripture that was born in the days when it was not opened. It is the birth of the heavens and the earth. It can be said that it is the law of heaven and earth.
However, this kind of thing is terrible, and it is amazing. Every time this kind of wind appears, it will lead to a battle, and many old antiques will participate.
Because this is the scripture produced by Heaven and Earth, and is compatible with the Tao, it is the most suitable scripture for cultivation.
Qing Yijun is very clear. It is said that there is a "Bao Bao Jing" between heaven and earth. This is the treasure that the world has nurtured, but it is just a legend.
There is also the terrible "Longevity Sutra", which is also a verse that was born in the heavens and the earth, and the cultivation of Dacheng can live forever.
It is still a "invincible", according to the realm of immortality, these are rumors, no one knows the truth, but this kind of thing does exist, but unfortunately disappeared in the long river of history.
Qing Yijun is going crazy, there is a slate in this stone. Is it something recorded in the legendary heaven and earth?
If this is the case, if it is spread out, the entire Qingzhou will have a battle, and even a strong person will break through this small world and seize this terrible treasure.
The slate is full of colorful light curtains, and it is full of brilliance. It is like a five-color jade carving. The Shenxia is unusually glaring, and I don’t know what is recorded in it.
Hearing this familiar voice, Dao's face changed greatly, and he quickly took the black towel, while the soles of his feet slammed, his body bursting, and his palms quickly flew to the colorful slate.
"Mixed, this is my treasure, you give me a roll!" Qing Yijun was completely crazy, and he slammed his palms across the air, hitting a large star beam and killing the head of Dao Ling, while the palm Quickly grab the colorful slate.
A colorful treasure fan appeared in the hands of Dao Ling, violently swaying and destroying this energy.
He did not go forward, his eyes staring at Qing Yijun, who was approaching the colorful slate. He felt that something was wrong. The colorful slate faintly gave him a creepy feeling, not so easy to take away.
Qing Yijun’s eyes are red and the spirit is out of control. He has come to the present and has no hesitation at all. He directly grabs the slate.
When the palm just touched, his body suddenly stiffened, and his body was cold, and he felt that there was a big crisis in the colorful slate.
Quiet and peaceful multicolored slate, exudes a colorful sacred glow, a sudden burst of black air flow, and every stream of air, there is a killing of the heart!
This is murderous, not particularly glaring, but it distort the void and makes people feel scared.
Because of the rules of this small world, it is impossible to suppress the power of murder!
Dao Ling’s scalp was numb, and this murder was terrible. He felt that touching some of them was death. Is it the ominous thing that the world gave birth to?
"I understand, it must be that Qinglian has swallowed the energy of the stone. The slate that was damaged was born in advance. It has not been completely gestated, so there is resentment. This is probably the legendary murderous!"
The face of Dao Ling was amazed. This kind of thing only exists in ancient books. It is terrible to the extreme. The innate killing of light can destroy the heavens and the earth.
When I auctioned a vine at the auction last time, those strong people once said that there was a gourd vine between heaven and earth. Dao Ling knew through the discussion that the gourd vine gave birth to a treasured gourd, which can spur the innate murder!
This is the power of murderousness. Even if the strong one encounters it, it is death when it is touched. It is strange to the extreme. It is not something that ordinary people can contend with, and it can smelt people into blood.
Qing Yijun was scared to death, this is a murderous blast, and the silver shirt on his body was cut.
"Not good!" Qing Yijun arrogant, the whole body star burst, but his resistance is useless, can not withstand the power of congenital killing light, his palm was cut off, land on the ground.
"Ah..." Qing Yijun screamed and snarled, lying on the ground and rolling, feeling the whole cracked. This murder was terrible, it could destroy the vitality of people, and his internal organs began to shatter.
"not good!"
The face of Dao Ling changed greatly. At this time, the murderous murderer seemed to feel who was destroying it. A trace of terrible innate murderousness went to the body of Dao Ling.
"Ha ha ha, boy you are going to die, hahaha, this is the end of the game, you will become blood!" Qing Yijun mad, full of excitement, ready to take the opportunity to take away the colorful slate.
This is not a murderous murder, and all the murderousness is aimed at him, making him scalp and numb.
"Qing Lian, it." Dao Ling screamed in his heart. If he was hit by the innate killing of light, he would not have a path to life and would be turned into blood.
With a bang, a sigh of ecstasy erupted from the chaos, and smashed out of the body, and immediately wrapped up this road with innate murderousness, pulling it into chaos, and absorbing the innate murderousness.
"What? How is this possible, how is it possible?" Qing Yijun's eyes almost fell out, savage arrogance: "How can you suppress this murderous!"
Qing Yijun is clearly the body of the warfare, the defensive power is incomparable, but it is an ancient treasure, such a defensive power can not withstand the murderous offensive, can be seen the terrible of this innate murderous.
However, Dao Ling was able to take away so many murderous things, making him feel incredible, greedy is also a big rise, this person must have a treasure that is not allowed.
There is chaos in the body of the Tao, and the innate murderousness that comes in has made the whole small chaos a tremor, and the chaos is more cohesive, but unfortunately it has not overflowed with chaos.
"This guy can also absorb this murderous? This is too terrible, can he still open the sky?" Dao Ling's face is a pumping, screaming in his heart.
He didn't hesitate at all, and rushed to pick up the colorful slate. When he couldn't watch it, he put it away. At the same time, his foot jerked and his body rushed to the top.
"Still, give me a stop, leave me the treasure!" Qing Yijun is almost mad, the scorpion blood red, stern sly.
His entire arm is rotten, but he is also decisive ~EbookFREE.me~ directly smashed this arm and chased it to Dao Ling.
Qing Yijun is indeed going crazy. The treasure on his body was taken away by the man with the black scarf. Now he has taken away his colorful slate. He is hard to accept this fact.
The speed of the tomb was very fast, and Qing Yijun was injured. However, his shirt has not been completely broken, but he has only one arm missing. If he fights with him below, it is not his opponent.
Next to the Star River, Lin Shishi waited anxiously. It has already passed two or three days. She is not in a hurry to blame, but she is not going to go below.
"Don't worry, he will definitely be fine. This Qing Yijun is stronger and has no ability to kill Dao Ling." The Red Firebird is very calm.
The sound of "噗", who broke the air suddenly burst into flames, a shadow burst out from below, and when it flashed, it came to the shore.
Seeing the people, Lin Shishi sighed and said: "How come you are so long? Is there any accident?"
"How? How many stars are found in the gods? Is there a star in the body?" The red-hot bird fluttered with excitement and wanted to rob the Qing Yijun.
"Come on, don't ask." Dao Ling sipped, grabbed Lin Shishi's wrist and jumped to the red fire bird. He said: "Fast, I feel that someone has been voyeur, the strength should be particularly strong!"
He also felt the gaze of the previous few days. This situation occurred twice in a row. He would not feel wrong. Some people have been observing himself for a long time. It is estimated that he is not good.
"What? Can you pass through my spiritual sense, it must be a master, you have stabilized!" The red fire bird roared, and slammed into the sky, and the wings swept wildly.
On the far side of Da Yue, the eyes of the Shenshan teenagers rushed out of the golden vortex, saw the shadow of their escape, and said faintly: "Go, the fish are raised, and the fishermen are harvested."