Chapter 1732: God stick reproduction!

The child greets the sun and breathes, and the old farmer spends his free time!
The hidden land space hidden here is a rare place to live.
Here, the flowers bloom, the green grass is green, the streams are flowing, the spirits are friendly, and the aura is rich, which is called the paradise of the world!
In a court, a young man in a very simple dress holds a pen and a bicycle, and the footsteps of the gossip are not an ancient word behind him.
The dry, the Kun, the earthquake, the shackles, the shackles, the shackles, the shackles, the shackles, the eight ancient characters flashed the holy light, and from time to time they turned into a gossip map in the square.
The essence of the world is gathered toward the man's magic pen. The light of the mysterious light shines on the mysterious lines. It is similar to the square space of the eight-day map. It is just a reduced version.
"Dry for the sky, Kun for the ground, the earthquake for the thunder, the wind for the wind, the hurdle for the water, the fire for the fire, the mountain for the mountain, for the ze..." The young man’s mouth is full of words, his hands move faster and faster The gods are radiant, and the beasts of different attributes fly toward the surrounding courtyard.
boom!
Suddenly, a vibrating sound started to sound, and a group of chaotic lights appeared. The time was wrapped up in layers of layers, and countless auras rushed here.
The vision that took place here has already been seen by nearby people.
It’s just that they just looked at it here and there wasn’t too much ripple on their faces.
After a while, the light group of the Zhuangyuan was stabilized, and the colorful energy shrouded it, and it was extremely beautiful and beautiful!
"Haha, I finally got through the gossip!" The young man laughed with joy and joy.
The man looked awkward, his hair was messy, his simple clothes had already been damaged, and his body was more and more messy. The whole person looked like a refugee.
However, when he picked up the ink, he revealed a heroic face, and the smile showed infinite excitement.
Take a closer look, this young man is actually a brother who is separated from Lingxiao for one or two hundred years!
At that time, Ling Xiao also noticed the whereabouts of Xuan Yao, but unfortunately there was no news!
I did not expect that he actually came to this extraterritorial space, it really makes people feel broken!
It must be known that he is now only the realm of the half-starting gods. He has not yet reached the level of the Supreme God, and how to act outside the domain and break into this small world?
At this time, the sound of a misty road screamed quietly. "It's very good. You are already the first master of the Zhoutian gossip. But this is just a small Zhoutian gossip. It is still far away from the big Zhoutian gossip. Continue. Try Harder!".
In addition to Xuan Yao, there is no such thing as a shadow in the courtyard. I don’t know where the voice came from.
Xuan Yao smiled and froze, and the whole person squatted and called out, "Don't let me go, do you not say that I will wait for me to lay down a small Sunday and go to the Tianyu area?"
"I mean, waiting for you to lay down the big gossip, and go out from here!" The voice rang again.
"Don't you say that you don't talk about credit, I am trapped here for a hundred years. Let me go back to see the old man and come back." Xuan Yao said with a sad face.
"Are you back to Tianyu useful now? Your old man may not be there, you should be clear, give you another hundred years, go out of the big Zhoutian array, and go with you!" said the man again.
Xuan Yao squatted on the ground, and sighed in the sky. "The boss is not dead and strong, but it is destined to have a dead robbery. In the past, it will surely be able to weather the dragon, but it is... it is really dead!"
Xuan Yao once again took out a turtle shell, shook it and started the divination.
However, for a few consecutive times, he could not see any chance to come, so that he could even drop the blood, and he would like to know the life and death of Ling Xiao.
"Don't do useless work. You can't see through the reincarnation of a dead person in your realm. Let's practice it. Maybe you don't have to be a hundred years, you can go out!" The old voice sounded again.
"Don't you, can you give me a glimpse!" Xuan Yao pleaded.
It’s just that the old voice is no longer ringing.
Xuan Yao Baihu is useless. In the end, he can only stunned. "Why do you have to be a hundred years old, you will wait for me, and I will be able to get out of trouble for ten years!"
Xuan Yao no longer studied the formation method, but began a comprehensive cultivation and improvement of strength.
As long as he reaches the real supreme realm, he will be able to step through this big Sunday gossip!
In the turbulent space around the bright space, there have been eternal battles here, leaving traces that cannot be erased.
If it is not in the extraterritorial space, it will definitely become a good place for the rising stars to practice and practice.
It is a pity that this place is innocent outside the domain, even if it is made into a void by the eternal god, in the annihilation of the years, it will gradually return to the original turbulent space.
The space is innocent, gray and black, without any anger, completely dead.
In a humble position, there is a little bit of crystal green energy floating in the wind!
This green energy is invisible to the naked eye, and it is not as big as one tenth of the tail.
It is like the light of the worm, floating with the wind, and it is wrapped up in the distance for a hundred thousand miles.
But at this moment, the green light seems to have become a little bigger, and the light is a little brighter.
Such a bit of dust-like power, even if someone is here, will not care about its existence.
In the blink of an eye, the battle moves to the stars, and fifty years have passed.
That made a smile in the hidden space on the North Road. "Ha ha, I can finally get out of the big Sunday for a fight!".
Xuan Yao wore a rotten robes in a gossip style, walking on the footsteps of the gossip in the space above the space.
He has long hair fluttering, hunting at the beginning of the clothing, and his temperament is extraordinary. The movement is like being in the world, like a fairy, with an inexplicable fairy machine.
In the void, a white-haired figure appeared.
This person is decorated like Xuan Yao, wearing a gossip figure, with a cross-shaped artifact behind him. He has a young and over-the-top face that can make young people in their twenties sigh. This is a rejuvenating old monster!
He was tall and thin, and he was a child, and looked at Xuan Yao with a scent of dust.
"It's very good. I don't think you have used the power of 150 years to make a slogan, break into the supreme strength, and go out of the big Zhoutian gossip. I believe you have some support for it!" Smiled.
"Seeing the Father!" Xuan Yao greeted the old man with a big gift, then he said, "Can I return to the Tianyu?".
"You can go back at any time, but you are only afraid to go back to Tianyu!" said the old boy.
After Xuan Yao finished listening, I immediately calculated it and then looked in one direction. "The original old people are already in their hometown. I feel that they need me. I want to go back immediately!"
After all, Xuan Yao stunned and rushed out of the big Sunday gossip!
Now he is already a low-ranking Supreme God, can fly outside the field, no longer afraid of turbulent winds!
"You are not in a hurry to go back, I am asking you, what are the feelings from the Zhoutian Eight Diagrams in these years?" asked the old boy.
"The way of fear is also one, can be two, three, three, all things, deriving Zhoutian big battle, ever-changing, is the mother of the array..." Xuan Yao said a little.
In the past few years, in addition to the fact that he began to study various ancient formations with the old man, most of the time he was enlightened to be the oldest big array. He already had a lot of experience in his heart.
The old man of Tong Yan smiled with satisfaction. "Good, very good. It really does not detract from the genius of our Wu people. You have inherited my clothes, but it is still a little worse in the realm. I will re-enter the Wu people in the future. Will fall on you."
The Wu nationality, one of the ancient races, is the most proficient in the tactics of the law, the divination, the Yili, and the Xiaotian. It is said that they peeped into the sky and were extinct by the sky. They did not expect to have retired to the outside world.
The hundreds of people who live in this land space are descendants of the Witch, and Xuan Yao’s body is also the blood of the Witch. This is the true identity he hides!
At that time, he followed Ling Xiao from the Xuan Ling mainland. It was in order to use the Ling Xiao dynasty air transport to come to Tianyu from the Xuan Ling mainland, which gave him the experience of confessing his ancestors.
The old man of Tong Yan in front of him is a ancestor of the Wu nationality. He is also a famous surname in the top ten of the Supreme Court. It is named Fuyi. It is said that the ancient gods Fuxi descended on the palm of the hand. The gods of the weeping gods are big!
"Don't be afraid that I can't take on the big job!" Xuan Yaoqian said.
"If you can't stop the big task, my family will only be able to live in this small place forever!" Fu Yi said. After a pause, he said, "Let's go, we are also time to return to our hometown. It is when we need us." It is also time for us to reproduce the world of the witches, and the things passed down by the ancestors cannot be broken!".
"Return to the hometown? Father, are you talking about Tianyu?" Xuan Yao asked.
Fu Yi shook his head and said, "Not a Tianyu, but a mysterious continent!"
After all, his breath was exposed, and a sigh of relief swayed out, and the cross-shaped artifact behind him flew out.
This artifact is the ancient artifact that Fuxi left by the ancient gods named "Ten Fang Tian"!
Fuyi's divine power blessed above the ten-party annihilation, and the ten-party annihilation split into four, and fell to the land space hidden under the void.
"Give me up!" Fuyi's magical powers passed through, and a force of God's power was transmitted. At the same time, eighty-eight or more eleventh-order beasts fell toward the Zhoutian gossip.
Hey!
The eternal light of the Wandao is filled with the sound of chaos. It seems that there are dragons and phoenixes contending, and there are gossip graphics, and this land space has begun to fly.