Chapter 303: Return to the original owner!

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This bell has not manifested any gods, but there is a heavy pressure, a world is spreading, this is the heavy weapon!
This thing is terrible. Many of the Tongtian Lingbao do not have this kind of charm. This charm is full of atmosphere, and the growth space is amazing. The power is even more terrible.
The polar clock is made by the Taoist imitation of the emperor. What is the existence of the emperor? Although it is an imitation, the difficulty is like a heaven.
The selection of the polar clocks is naturally the best, all made with the gods, or else it is impossible to gather this kind of spirit.
Dao Ling’s nephew tightened. The last time he missed the auction and the eclipsing of the road, he still regretted it for a long time. He did not expect to encounter it so quickly, but it was not the time to meet.
This is the top of the Tongtian Lingbao, and it is a respectful device, modeled after the heavy weapon of the Emperor, he is not sure to compete.
Mokong single-handedly held the polar clock, sighed with a sigh:
"Good treasures, but unfortunately cracked open, or else it is a treasure."
The polar clock broke open. If it is too difficult to repair, you need to find the psychic jade, and you need a lot. The Tianzong has not yet repaired this strength.
"but."
His words changed, and the indifferent nephew stared at Daolin and smiled:
"It is easy to kill you."
"Go, he has this stuff, we are not his opponent."
The one-eyed dragon rumors that this heavy weight is too terrible.
Dao Ling clenched his fists, and the blind man stared at the polar clock. There was a kind of sourness. The treasure of the Taoism was actually controlled by the hostile forces. This is a great sorrow.
"What? Don't you want to escape?"
Mokong sneered and looked at the boy who said nothing:
"I really don't want to kill you, but your potential is too strong and you have to kill you."
"Dao Ling, don't worry, go quickly."
One-eyed dragon urged.
Dao Ling shook his head. He felt the emotion of the polar clock, and there was an unyielding will. He seemed to be telling him that he seemed to be resisting and not willing to be refining.
"Don't go, then go to hell!"
Mokong was completely angry and angry. Originally, he wanted to see the other side running away and killing him. However, he did not expect that the other party would not leave. It was completely fierce in other hearts.
His palms were volleyed, and the polar clocks rose from the air.
Although this artifact has been cracked, it is still arrogant and arrogant. The undulations of the explosion are as heavy as the ancient Yue, and the heavy vacuum can not withstand it, and it bursts directly.
The tombs are all trembled, and the bones are blasting, like blasting!
He couldn't help but be surprised. The power of the polaris was beyond his expectation. This is a heavy weapon, and the light and pressure can kill the enemy.
"go to hell!"
Mokong's scorpion flashed the color of Sen cold, directly urging this sacred clock, and pressured it down to kill him.
The toads of Dao Ling trembled fiercely, and the red xiabao fan went away. The screaming feathers of the nine ancient savage beasts screamed at the heights and rushed to the sky.
"Ha ha ha, a bit of semi-finished products, I want to fight against my polar phone?"
The empty and disdainful opening, which was floating in the hurricane, did not shake at all.
"This is not yours!"
Dao Ling opened.
"Never stubborn, give me to die!"
Mokong's palm patted, and the polar clock immediately fell down. The red xiabao fan screamed and the nine feathers blasted.
Dao Ling quickly recovered this treasure. Although this is a semi-finished product, it is also a piece of his body. If it is destroyed, it can cry.
"What is Dao Ling doing? Why is he still not going?"
The one-eyed dragon was anxious, the pressure in front was very terrible, and he couldn’t stand it.
"This king can understand it. This kid should be a Taoist. This is the treasure of their family."
The tiger flashed and snorted.
The one-eyed dragon is wrong, but it is possible to think about it, but can't you be mad at this one?
The tomb stood in the same place, calmly, white wins the snow, palms touched the chin, and calmly looked at the polar clock.
"Pretend to be a ghost!"
Mokong sneered, but then his look was not normal, he felt the pressure of the slamming down the clock, struggling to get rid of his control.
"How is this going?"
Mo Kong’s face has changed greatly. This has been refining for a while, and he has spent a lot of best sources to master, but at this time he is not stable.
"This is the time!"
The radiance of the gods in the Dao Ling scorpion burst into the air, and the palm of his hand grabbed the phoenix.
In this scene, the tiger and the one-eyed dragon sucked in the cool air, and the apex was raised. They had to admire the courage of Dao Ling, and the bet that lost his arm would be broken.
For a moment, the palm of Dao Ling pinched the corner of the polar clock, his look was pleasantly surprised, and he felt that the polar clock gave him a connection!
He couldn't help but laugh aloud and took the polar clock in his hand. He could feel the existence of this soul. If it is about to die, it still exists!
This silk soul is excited, encountering new people, feeling a sense of dependence, and there is a kind of sadness.
Dao Ling communicates with this silk soul, constantly loves to appease it and calm it down, but he gets some pictures inside.
boom!
The mind of Dao Ling seems to have exploded, and a terrible picture spread out.
A blood-stained world, shouting and killing!
It used to be a pure land, and the heavens and the earth were very strong. Many young talents worked hard to cultivate. Many old powers pointed out that they practiced and everything was very harmonious.
However, today it is very depressing. Many older generations are hateful and sorrowful:
"The small Dao Ling is the grandson of Hong Tianshu. It is the purest blood of our Taoist people. It is also the primitive sacred body. Now it is a great disaster. I am not willing..."
"The Wu Dian is too embarrassed, forcing the Xiaotian couple to kill the Xiaodaoling. Now we want our Taoist people to close the mountain. They are going to ruin the inheritance of our Taoist!"
A group of old strongmen screamed again and again:
"I don't accept it. Our Taoists shouldn't be so arrogant. Even if I am killed, I don't want to die like this."
A few old people stood on the top of the mountain, pale, and the phalanx gripped. They used to go to the Wu Dian to ask Dao Ling for justice, but unfortunately lost.
The Wu Dian is too strong. The power of the Taoist and Wu Dian is too big. They have to bow their heads, or the Taoist people will perish!
In this world, the strong is in control of all rules.
A group of Taoist minors clenched their fists and wished that they would become powerful now. They are the pillars of the future of the Tao, but now they have to seal the mountain, which is more uncomfortable than death.
However, this day is not just this. The Taoist land has been broken. A group of people have been killed. The pure land is completely chaotic, and the murderousness is like flooding.
"You are Mo Ping~EbookFREE.me~ Why do you want to attack our Daozhou territory?"
A young man is covered in blood and roars at someone who is similar to his age. I can't imagine this scene. I don't know how many relatives fell before his eyes.
"Hey, in the future, this belongs to the Tianzong Zong, Dao, I will send you a ride today!"
Mo Ping said indifferently, offering a red knives, stabbing his chest, and blood spurting.
There are killings everywhere, the blood is red and the land is pure, and many people have died. The Tianzong Zong is well prepared, and a large number of strong people have been assembled. I don’t know how many strong people who attacked the Taoist people have lost this place.
Huo, one of the ancient caves opened a pair of eyes, bursting out of horrible chaos, the sound of the avenue is blasting, and he saw a mournfulness when he saw this scene.
This shocked the world, rushed to the sky, broke the void, terrible!
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