"He is an ancient warrior. He rushed over and punched me first."

My thoughts, at the moment when your soul withered piece by piece, were still spinning, still immersed in the memories of the past, and trying to find out the flaws that God had abandoned and fix them before they were too late:

And I feel that Kong Yuhen is too "mysterious", maybe because the "unknown" and so on are controllable, and I am too optimistic about Bad Dao Qiongcang's proposal.

"He'll be the worst."

"Of course, if the sword is weak due to pre-planning, none of the Yi Sword Immortals can forcefully open the seventh realm. That point must not be mentioned. Bi Jinghua Changdeng is not a madman, he is also an example... Well, I should say Xu Xiaoshou is both crazy."

"Where are the people!"

At that time, Rao Yaoyao only had a trace of residual thoughts left, and relied on the swan song of the Star and Moon Singer to escape from the Void Island.

On weekdays, I am cautious and suspicious to the extreme. As long as there are a few variables involved, I will try to do it.

"Capture the thief first and capture the king first. It doesn't matter if you strike first or arrive first. As long as the person who draws the sword is killed and his mind is stable, Prajna will be defeated by the attack. Even the person who draws the sword will be counterattacked by the sword!"

"Here, how to break the sword?" Wan Zesheng Emperor Hunzhuang remembered that the question was asked by himself and also by another Saint Emperor. It was Li Dazi who was attending the meeting from the Han Palace Emperor Realm.

The Holy Emperor stayed where he was, and then he felt a surge of mania for some reason, and even the eyes of his soul body burst out with scarlet blood.

But God's Relic has been working together all the way, and I can really trust the judgment of the wise old man.

"Prajna exists. The attack is more spiritual and less ideological. It aims to erase the opponent's consciousness and intelligence with one sword."

"Now, please come and speak to him quickly...

I am quite weak. After all, I am old and can reach the seventh level of ancient swordsmanship.

"But what he said, my conscious defense at this time is zero..." Yue Gongli was willing to be humiliated.

"It doesn't matter, that letter was written by him and you together at that time to block time and imprint memories, just for the sake of reunion at this moment."

"The clothes will be destroyed when they return to their original state, and your Majesty will abandon them."

"Where is Tian Qizhi? He doesn't have any opinion on that swordsmanship?" Yue Gongli asked.

He has to shout about the Righteous Formation!

The only thing that impressed me deeply was that the Four Masters were dating the Moon Palace Slave at that time. They were licked by a toad to a peerless white swan.

The lingering thoughts of a semi-saint can be destroyed easily.

——Maybe it’s not cynicism but respect in another form!

"Perception" swept away the idle hatred in a daze, and the profound meaning of the formation was not sad.

"What if the killing is a hit?" Yue Gongli suggested another direction.

When the soul body rushes away from the "day", when the path turns away from you, when the armor and you are abandoned little by little...

It’s time to call me Seven God Pillars.

Slower, the slowest, even slower, it scares me!

"Is that Prajna existence?"

A very familiar modus operandi.

Only eight Wentings are needed... Ridiculous, isn't it?

Inexplicably bursting with self-confidence?

The four deities are familiar with the "little names of Ding Ding", and their various deeds have long been reported outside the secret realm of the Holy Land.

If you act foolishly, the Holy Emperor will laugh in his heart.

The ancient and modern Wangyou Tower suddenly roared with a powerful wind that tore apart souls.

"Who said talking on paper is useful? You were young and naive back then, but all your suggestions were useless!"
Chapter completed!