Fishing the Myriad Heavens

Just when Huang Lin was thinking wildly, wondering whether he should apologize in the past, on the other side, the beautiful eyes of the girl with a beautiful face turned to the north wind.

"It's stronger again, red phosphorus, if you are sure of this person?"

The sound of Shuiyun Tianhan sounded in the minds of the black robes behind him. The sound was crisp, like big beads falling into a jade plate.

"I don't know. He didn't do his best to see the depth."

Red phosphorus was silent, and then his voice was rustling, like gold and iron.

"I really don't know how this person practices. He is getting stronger and stronger."

Shui Yuntian Han Liu Mei frowned, some wondered.

What Shui Yun Tianhan refers to as powerful doesn't refer to strength in the realm.

This strength in the realm is nothing in the eyes of Shui Yuntianhan. As long as Shuijia thinks, he can pile an ordinary person into a 10,000-year-old statue at any time.

What Shuiyun Tianhan refers to is the strength in the same realm!

This kind of power cannot be cultivated in batches, everyone's limits are different, and the limits that can be developed are also different.

This first pass lasted for ten days. After ten days, there were only 200,000 people in over two million days of arrogance.

Each of these 200,000 people is terrifying in strength.

Can be called Tianjiao in Tianjiao.

Some of these people also get through luck.

But according to the absurd, luck is also an important part of strength.

It is true that you have to pass the luck.

The beast dragged Tianjiao to disappear and disappeared. Twenty thousand Tianjiao gathered in the field with a terrifying atmosphere.

The eliminated warrior was unwilling, and his eyes were full of inexplicable meaning, looking at the 200,000 people who passed the field.

These are even the warriors who have been eliminated, but also the incense of the rest of the gates.

It is just that everyone understands that the Eternal Heaven Sect has missed him and he has lost an invitation to the Xeon.

The rest of the ancestral gates are batch-training strong men, while Wangu Tianzong is keeping improving.

The core disciples or elders who have emerged from the Emperor Tianzong can all fight against practitioners in the same realm without pressure.

Of course, the other ancestral gates also have some real arrogance, and are cultivated as heirs of the suzerain.

"The assessment of the first pass is over, and idlers can wait to leave."

The absurd opening, the sound shook the world.

Then, with a wave of his sleeves, a huge amount of indescribable energy descended on him, imprisoned more than 200,000 people, and wrapped these people away!

It's really going to leave! Break directly into the space and plunge into the black channel of the space.

But a dozen breaths, and when the light appeared again in front of everyone's eyes, they had already left the gate of Wanzong Tianzong.

"This is the assessment of your second pass. For half a year, what you survive is passing the assessment. During this period, you can form groups and join the army. Only the surviving Tianjiao is really Tianjiao."

The absurd opening made everyone feel cold, looking in the direction of the absurd fingers.

The endless plain, the edge of the plain is a big city that is not inferior to the ancient city!

Even more scary!

The city can't see the margins and doesn't know how big it is.

The city walls are soaring into the clouds, spectacular, reaching thousands of feet!

The whole city is a weapon, a demon!

There are potholes on the tall city walls, and there is still dry blood.

The whole city is full of dense formations. Once it is running, it will explode with powerful power!

Not only that, there is a huge breath in the city, and it is not clear how many!

And the master of each breath has the worst repair and also the peak of the Millennium King, more is the million-year-old statue, the hole in the realm, and the emperor strong!

The entire city is a city of war, in which all troops are stationed, as well as the rest of the casual repair, or the other martial arts from the martial arts.

"Your mission is to kill at least ten ten-year-old droughts within half a year! At the same time, determine the ranking according to the number of droughts.

This time you will only have 3,000 people left and the rest will be eliminated.

In addition, in the past six months, it must not exceed the million years. "

After talking absurdly, he disappeared without waiting for everyone to react.

"Please, follow me to register."

A group of hundreds of warriors appeared in front of Beifeng's party, all of them were astonished and seemed to condense into substance.

"Nothing wrong. Actually, let us kill the ten thousand deities in the realm of desolation within half a year. Isn't it difficult for strong men to break through the deities?"

"Who can do it, it's too difficult, it won't be that Eternal Tianzong deliberately wants us to die."

A group of people had a lot of discussions. The strength of the famine is generally stronger than that of human warriors, and everyone is in the realm of the Millennium King, but it is difficult for the strongman to kill the ten thousand years of honor with the Millennium King.

"quiet!"

Among the hundreds of warriors who came, one stepped out, and a huge breath rushed out to the few who spoke.

"Perhaps you are thinking, why should you let you kill ten ten-year-old desolates in the realm of the Millennium King?"

The man who stood out was shrouded in the dark red armor, which was hard to see, only a pair of seductive eyes.

The crowds calmed down, ready to hear the man explain.

"But I want to tell you, why did the Emperor Tianzong act, why should I explain it to you! Even a group of garbage who has not even started, I still want to explain, and who wants to explain it, I will explain it to you!"

The warrior who stood out said in a cold voice, his breath was rising, and a spear of halberd in his hand trembled, like a demon.

Under the shock of this horrible evil spirit, everyone suddenly dared not to say a word. Seeing that the warrior was so strong, he would be killed by a halberd when he stood out!

No one wants to be a protagonist, and silently follows this small group of warriors to leave and enter the city.

"You have three days to prepare. After three days, regardless of whether you are teaming up or acting alone, you must leave the city and return to the city once in three days."

Accommodation was arranged for these 200,000 people, and the squad of warriors left directly.

"From the previous observations from the sky ~ www.readwn.com ~ This city is clearly a huge barracks, and this plain is also a place where the desert fights."

Beifeng analyzes the situation, although his Millennium King is invincible.

But this does not mean that I can walk sideways in the realm of ten thousand years of respect.

This is the front line, and the strength of the desert is terrible.

"Still wait for tomorrow to go out and check the news."

Beifeng thought, and then meditated.

Many martial artists wanted to understand this and hurried out of the camp to find out the news.

In the early morning of the next day, Zhentian's cymbals sounded, and Beifeng opened his eyes from meditation.

The cymbal drum sound was a little hurried, accompanied by fierce shouting and killing, and energy waves incomparable with horrors.

The large array of the entire city has fully recovered, and the mighty power is like a Taikoo Shrine!