Chapter 773: Bifurcation

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Wan Zhe was very miserable, and his hair was distributed. He had been detained for a month, and spent every day in fear. Now he saw Wanshan almost crying out, even heaven.
"You!" Wanshan's face is stiff and can't believe his eyes. This is not Wanzhe!
Purple and white autumn jade hands clenched, eyes are red, heart and liver pounced, everyone knows that Wan Zhe was suppressed by Zhang Ling!
"Is it you?" Purple and white whispered, once she suspected that Zhang Ling is the Tao, but now she is very sure, no one will be so similar.
How could it be so coincidental that this Zhangling and the Red Firebird are together, and the look is very similar, he must be the Tao.
Wan Zhe is also scared. What is the situation? How can Wanshan be hit hard? He is very clear. Wanshan has twelve respectable treasures. Even if he is attacked by the young supreme, he has the ability to escape.
And the purple and white autumn, what are they going to do, why are they standing with Zhang Ling?
"Big brother will save me!" Wan Zhe is in the air, Wanshan's face is cloudy and uncertain, he is struggling, how to save? If he wants to exchange, he is estimated to be killed by Dao Ling.
Just as he hesitated, Wanshan was swaying in the hair. He felt a terrible mountain of God standing on his back, flowing with the horror of blood, letting his body explode.
"Give me a roll!" Dao Ling took his hesitation and directly launched the battle to move behind him. The palm of his hand grabbed his shoulder with lightning and tore his arm.
"Ah!" Wanshan is miserable. This is a kind of inhuman torture. The spirit must be shattered. His arm is directly torn off. Ziyu also took the opportunity to escape.
"Go to hell!" Dao Ling screamed, raised his fist and rushed up, directly killing Wanshan's body and exploding him in the air.
"Ah!" Wan Zhe's fear of sorrow, his eyes are full of incredible looks, there is still a hint of hope in his heart, feeling that Dao Ling will not kill him, but now Wanshan is tragic, who gave him the courage to kill Sen Luo Grandson of the Grand Master of Vientiane.
"Nothing to do!" Dao Ling did not keep his hand, cold voice: "You also go with him!"
When Dao Ling turned his hand, he killed Wanzhe here. When he looked up, the scorpion was miniature, and the white jade umbrella that the red fire bird had sacrificed was no longer able to explode.
"A strong pressure!" This is a high-heavy weapon, it has to be crushed, how terrible is God?
He sacrificed a broken sword and hung it at high altitude. This thing spewed a large sword and sealed the heavens and earth to prevent this kind of pressure from hurting them.
"Daoling!" Purple and white autumn's body trembled, now there is no doubt, he took out the broken sword, this is the best evidence.
"Dowing, I know that you won't leave us easily." Ziyu laughed for a whole year. They often think of Dao Ling. Now a big living person appears in front of them, and the heart is very excited.
Dao Ling smashed the hoe, his face changed, and the handsome teenager looked at them two and grinned: "Let you worry."
"You bastard, why didn't you tell me at the alchemy conference?" Purple and white step by step, the narrow scorpion turned red, showing a little woman-like resentment, and hammered him.
There was some martyrdom in Dao Ling: "There was some danger at the time, I didn't inform you at the moment."
"When I left without a word, do you know that we are worried about you? You still say danger now." Purple and white autumn is angry and happy, and the inner feelings are very complicated.
"Yes, Dao Ling, you can't be too interesting. Bai Qiu's sister can worry about dying you this year." Ziyu screamed at the corner of his mouth.
"Who is worried about him!" Purple and white glamorous cheeks were slightly red, and said with shame.
Ziyu laughed and said nothing, she knew that Dao Ling’s position in Zibaiqiu’s heart was very high, but Dao Ling’s heart was not here, and some things were still not clear, so it was also very good.
"Haha, well, I thought I was going to finish, but I didn't accept me, I can't do anything." Dao Ling laughed, and the friend reunited, and he was a confidante. He was very happy.
"Where did you go to the Confucius?" Zibai Qiu said, she heard it, and Daolin went to the Confucius to grab the relatives. Now I think of it, and there is a sour taste in my heart.
"Hey, this is a long story. You will know it in the future. Now I still have a way to solve the problem here!" Dao Ling's eyes stared at the body of the god, and his eyes were hot.
Zibaiqiu and Ziyu are also staring at the body of the gods. This is a treasure. Once you can get the real blood in it, it is amazing.
"I guess it is difficult to get close. The body of the is very scary. The closer it is to him, the harder it is." Purple and white autumn eyebrows are slightly stunned, and now they are still some distance away from this corpse, not so easy to approach.
Dao Ling nodded. He took out the treasures of Wanshan. He was ruined by him a few times, but the rest is not the same. There are two top-heavy weapons here.
"This gun is mine." The Red Firebird took the lead and took one of the top weights. He laughed and said: "I took a year with the black brother and got a respectful device. I didn't expect this. Wanshan is so rich, full of twelve respectors."
"This Qiankun bag belongs to me, and the other ones are divided." Dao Ling already has a red dragon whip. The top weight is too much to use. He does not have the secret technique of Wanbao Tianhe. It’s just a burden.
Zibaiqiu and Ziyu were not polite at all, and they discussed it for a while. Zibaiqiu took the ancient tower, which is also a top-level weapon.
"I and Bai Qiu's sister still want to suggest a shop, just holding on to the heavy equipment." Ziyu smirked.
"You all follow me." Dao Ling took out the red dragon whip, in case of any accident, the four of them began to approach the gods.
When there are still ten feet away from the corpse, the face of the dynasty changes slightly. The red dragon whip has a tendency to blast, and although the broken sword can't match the red dragon whip, the material is very amazing, but it is only 嗡Ming.
"This has died for so long, and it can release such a terrible pressure." The red fire bird is in a hurry, this is a body, and if it is retired, it would be a big loss.
"It seems that you can't get it, this thing can be mine!" The little tower screamed and flew out, bursting out of the glaring nine-color light, rushing to the corpse.
"God, what treasure is that, you can see it flies over the corpse of the gods!"
Dao Ling’s face suddenly slammed down and snarled:
Don’t be too much for the little tower, this can’t say anything to you!

The small tower did not take care of the Dao Ling, and its crystal-clear tower body soared. It suddenly became a mountain, and the whole body was lit up with nine colors of light, sacred and solemn.
The small tower was swallowed up directly. Under the eyes of their petrification, the sacred spirit contained in this corpse was directly sucked out by the small tower.
"What kind of treasure is this." The red-fired bird licked his mouth and felt that the treasure was too fierce. He even took out the blood from the body of God.
"Damn!" Dao Ling blackened his face and offered a yin and yang dynasty. This spurt swells the yin and yang, and the flaming fire.
The Dao Ling directly rushed up, hesitating the small tower to swallow the divine power inside the corpse, causing the pressure of the corpse to be very reduced, and he quickly ran to the front.
However, this corpse was within ten breaths, and it was reduced by a large part. This made the tomb almost violently screamed and said: "Don't be too much for the small tower, stop me immediately!"
"Well, if I have absorbed the energy contained in the corpse of God, you can't get close to it by relying on Yin and Yang Ding. This is not a transaction." Xiaota shouted.
"Your uncle, you are a rogue, I have come now, stop me immediately, if you are sucking this, the blood inside is gone!" Dao Ling smashed up and grabbed the palm of his hand. .
The small tower absorbed a lot of blood, and its breath was enhanced. It obviously recovered a lot. It reluctantly said: "So much blood is not far from you."
"You still have a face and say that it is less than nine tenths." The face of Dao Ling is like the bottom of the black pot. The volume of the corpse is left, but it is also terrible. The smell of the sigh makes Daolin horrified. .
This surprised him, and the gods were terrible. Although most of the energy was sucked away by the small tower, the rest was of great use to them.
"Kid, look at the face of God's blood, I will tell you, you broke your stomach, there is something hidden inside."
The small tower disappeared without a trace, and the face of Dao Ling was amazed, and the broken sword was broken to the belly of the beast.
Although this is dead, but his is terrible, the sword can not be shaken up, and a hair is cut!
The little tower made a laughter~EbookFREE.me~ I already knew this result. Even if the is dead, the body is not an ordinary person.
Dao Ling said with a black face: "Don't wear it out, hurry up and take so much energy and give it to me!"
The small tower lazyly squirted a nine-color sword mang, directly cut the belly of this corpse, and the inside overflowed with the stunned sacredness, and the bright people could not open their eyes.
This fierce beast is terrible. It seems to be a source of God in its belly. It overflows with the energy fluctuations of the sea, and there is a drop of golden blood shining inside.
"There is still a lot of blood!" Ziyu surprised: "This blood is too strong, I feel a lot more terrible than the energy of the source."
"Ten gods are too terrible, they have been dead for so many years, and the body still sealed up such terrible real blood. This is really immortal." The red fire bird screamed.
Dao Ling took out a jar and quickly collected the blood in it. Although the small tower sucked away 90%, there were still a lot left.
Dao Ling snorted and smiled: "These gods are enough for us to break through the realm. You are estimated to absorb some of the red fire birds, you can step into the realm of Dacheng Wang." (51 Literature Network)