Chapter 149: Chaos

Inside the secret room, the appearance of the past few days was very different, and it began to gradually quiet.
The tomb was sitting cross-legged and not the same as the blackened look of the previous days. His skin recovered a lot and the cracked area healed. He has been recovering from injuries for several days.
Now, his whole body still has a golden flame burning, he suffered a terrible robbery, has been struggling for three days.
He didn't know how many times he broke. It was a torment that stabbed his soul. He felt that he had already died, but he was still suffering from the flames.
However, his, under the cycle of life and death, is slowly increasing, and every energy is growing!
In his body, there is chaos, and this chaos is turning, and chaotic runes emerge. This is the scene where chaos is gestating, and there are constantly vibrato in the interior. Qinglian seems to be reborn.
After another day, the state of Dao Ling was much better. This time, the three-eyed man who was lingering and dying could not stand it anymore. It was burned into a cloud of gray, and even the empty bags were burned. Many elixir were burned. Burned out.
A group of flames floated, swaying and shining, like a rootless source, looking for its destination, and soon encountered the Tao, and directly into it.
He was almost silent, and the flames of the body were violently slashed. The body of the tomb was once again darkened, and the body penetrated the bleeding wire.
The Dao Ling issued a low embarrassment. He quickly took out a drop of golden energy and cast it into the body. When this energy was turned on, it surged into the extreme life fluctuations, sacred and solemn, and began to flow in him.
This state was maintained for a period of time, once again broken, the body of the dragon elephant was shattered, and a flame was merged. The complete flame of the sun was formed, and the Dao Ling felt the blast.
He gnawed his teeth, and the golden energy was turned out. He rushed out of the clouds and wrapped him, and began to protect his vitality and counter the yang flame.
This situation lasted for one day, and Dao Ling felt that he couldn't hold it anymore. This flame was too abnormal. Exceeding his practice too much, he felt that there was really no way to use this overbearing flame to temper.
If the dragon elephant and the three-eyed person can persist for a few days, Dao Ling feels that there is still some hope, but now it is not working. When he is ready to give up, he suddenly feels that there is a terror fluctuation inside the chaos.
The whole chaos is in the fierceness, and it is shaken by a burst of giant force. Finally, a divine glow is like a sword, breaking a chaotic tone!
Rumble!
Overturned, lightning and thunder, the vision of the birth of the horror to the limit, the sun and the moon sink, the illusion of the stars is brewing, the vast world of heaven, the thick lightning, the rain, the everything, Rage to the extreme.
This is a vision of chaos and heaven. It is extremely horrible. It can kill everything. There is an inexplicable breath in it. The terrible killing and ups and downs, the tens of thousands of gods and ghosts are manifested, and the horror to the extreme beasts such as Taikoo Da Yue stands above the sky.
There is a deafening sound of the road, the universe is shaking, the sun and the moon are sinking, the Galaxy is disillusioned, and the openness spits out the innumerable killing, just like the murderous.
This is the first vision of Henggu, chaos is open!
A green lotus swaying, bathing in the thunder sea, bursting out a fairy light, wearing a piece of chaos, piercing a star, killing the violent, killing the sky.
There was a ghost crying, and the gods cried, and the blood rained in the air. A drop of gold could pierce the stars. This was an infinite amount of robbery. Qinglian was covered with thousands of killings, and he was to be smashed.
When the storm reached the limit, Dao Ling could not see the picture inside. He only saw a Qinglian pushing the sun, the moon and the stars in it, and a chaos was opened up by it.
Just as the Taoist Temple was watching, the mouth that opened the chaos suddenly felt a beam of light flying out, and the gods were fascinating. He couldn’t help but excite and violently inhale this energy into the body.
The cracks in the Tao, in this kind of energy, are filled in with instant, and there is a flower of the avenue on the forehead.
His whole body is crystal-clear, Xianhua is four-shot, and he is a very terrible change. Dao Ling does not know what energy he is absorbing.
This energy, like a real dragon, sinks into his body and overflows with the horror essence. It seems that the dragon is returning to the sea and comes to an inexplicable world.
It is like a broken universe, the heavens and the earth are incomplete, and the incompleteness is disappearing. It seems to have been shattered, and there is a wild atmosphere.
Dao Ling looked at it, his eyes were a little moist, muttering to himself: "This is my source, broken, and chance to fix it? Why can't I fix it?"
The broken one is terrible, and it dissipates quickly. Dao Ling feels very difficult to recover, because his origin is terrible, and the vast avalanche is like a world!
When the king was young, the source was taken away. At that time, his origin was terrible, but for the strong, it was still very weak. He could only explain that the potential of this source is enough to go against the sky.
In that way, it is still the creation of an Emperor Wu, his achievements are enough to against the sky, it is likely to open nine acupuncture points, it can be said that shocking ancient and modern!
There are too many gods between heaven and earth, but the ninety-nine creations, this kind of thing has not been seen in tens of thousands of years, and the Emperor Wu relied on his origins, step by step, and opened up the acupoints.
Because the potential of the original holy place is terrible, the eyes of Dao Ling are glanced around, and the eyes suddenly brighten up. He feels that this energy can repair the broken origin!
Under the eyes of Dao Ling, this scorpion is like the energy of a real dragon. It flows deep in the source and overflows with the horror essence. It has a kind of avenue.
Every time he rushes, the source of his fragments is revived!
At this time, the Taoling, a kind of shocking atmosphere broke out, this is a terrible holy prestige in the awakening, like a young saint, turned out!
This is the origin of Dao Ling. It is incomparable to the sky and has recovered some of them. This has caused such a scene. If it can be fully recovered, the combat power cannot be imagined.
This scorpion-like breath dissipates, and the body of the dynasty erupts in the sky. EbookFREE.me~ Just like a furnace burning, majestic and sturdy, driving between heaven and earth.
This horrible volatility, after a flash, began to return to calm, his fists clenched, although the source has not awakened, but recovered some, which shows that the source has the opportunity to rise again!
His whole body is full of energetic energy, and the yang flame in the body is suppressed.
The eyes of Dao Ling stare at the chaos, and there is still a big battle in it. It is as fierce and fierce. It is like a real picture. There is no hierarchy of killing and big skills. It seems like a congenital power!
"Floating out!" Dao Ling's eyes stared at the cracked mouth, waiting for a while, and a purple gas flew out!
This purple, overflowing haze, looks very beautiful, there is a kind of boulevard in it.
"Good things!" Dao Ling's face was overjoyed, and this purple madness was inhaled, and he was covered with a layer of purple Xiayi.
There was a purple gas spill on his forehead, and the whole body began to radiate a boulevard. There was a kind of boulevard that continued to enter the ear.
With the constant flow of energy, Dao Ling did not know how much he sucked. Under the influence of this energy, he entered a kind of avenue and began to fall into the state of enlightenment.
When the movement calms down, the yang fire that has been suppressed is once again chaotic. To open the shackles, it feels dangerous and wants to escape.
However, when Dao Ling entered the state of enlightenment, the swallowing of the scriptures was manifested by himself, just like a swallowing beast, attracting the essence of the heavens and the earth, and gradually forming a counterbalance with the flame of the sun.
This is a silent submergence. The yang flame ran rampage in his body, and he smelt him invisibly. There were some black impurities in his pores, and some bloodshots.
The whole red and bright of the Dao Ling, just like a layer of silkworm cocoons, everything began to enter a slow degeneration.