Immortal Mortal

Mo Wuzhi handed a emptiness, and half a month fell on his palm, and then slowly said, "You are right, Scorpio mud is in my hands, there is the ability to grab."

Meng also smashed the dust, rolled up hundreds of millions of white dust silk rolls to Mo Wuji, said in the mouth, "You are the most arrogant **** ants I have ever seen before standing in the Sansheng, I hope you are qualified to say what you just said... ”

Meng’s words stopped, and he found that his billions of dusts were not as easy to imagine as he imagined, and then he would pinch Mo Wuji with his hand and then slowly concoct it.

Mo Wuji is weak, and it is not bound by the magical space of Meng. His half-monthly heavy shackles have also turned into billions of awnings, and the millions of dusts that have been smashed by Meng also smashed together, and the emptiness of the gods in the void.

If it is not Mo Wuji and Meng also do not want to kill, the dragonfly in the shuttle has long been torn apart. As for the shuttlecock under the feet of Mo Wu, under the impact of the two gods and the magical powers, it has already turned into powder.

玥茗 naturally knows to retreat. In this horrible war, she is mixed with it, that is, the ants in the ants.

She did not escape, and she knew that even if she escaped, she would not be able to catch her easily after she lost her. Second, she would like to know how Mo Wuji entered the towers of the gods, how to save people in the towers of the gods, and who Mo Mozhi saved in the towers of the gods.

"Booming and banging!" After the retreat, Mo Wuji and Meng’s supernatural powers were even more fierce. The void was in the bombardment of the two gods, and there were some small traces.

"Sure enough, there are a few things, all things are dusty, everything is illusory..." The millions of dust in the dust of Mongolian Buddha suddenly turned into a world. In this world, everything is troubled, and it survives with this trouble. Among them, it is better to let go of troubles and turn into illusions. If you don't want to turn into illusion, then slowly use your own wisdom to solve this billions of troubles.

Mo Wuji immediately fell into this troubled silk, he woke up in the first time, and looked at the millions of dusty world around him with some horror. This old boy actually took his most proud mortal world to deal with him. This kind of imaginary magical power is one of his tricks. This is simply a slap in the face.

In the face of inexhaustible wandering troubles, Mo Wuji naturally would not be willing to turn into illusion, he not only did not back down, but instead stepped into the endless troubles, raising his hand and pointing out, the world .

The unscrupulous people in the world have always dealt with the monks. This time, he actually used his own human world to deal with the mysterious troubles of Meng.

Everyone in the world is mortal, life and death, troubles and happy, all mortal thoughts.

The mortal is only living for the world, don't tell me the truth of life, don't tell me how to solve hundreds of millions of troubles.

I am a mortal, I have no great wisdom. In this mortal world, I only hope to survive. Instead of using your own great wisdom to solve the troubles and dusts, it is better to burn all the entangled dust and dust, and the simple and ordinary.

I don't have to solve the troubles, the heart of the green is burning for me.

"Hey!" A group of flames burst and burst into the sky.

The hundreds of millions of densely troubled dusts, in this world, were burned out by a flame. Everything is clear and the void is clean.

Meng did not continue to work, he calmly looked at Mo Wuji said, "While you are a god, you are qualified to say that in front of me. I believe that even if I can beat you, I am afraid it is difficult to kill you."

Mo Wuxi said with disdain, "Old way, don't you force it to die? Just like you, beat me and don't dream."

These guys with high gods are each looking at other people's lives and ants. They don't have any good feelings about these gods. There is another reason for his murder. Many of the gods are killing, and they are completely random.

The ordinary monks in the eyes of these powerful gods are like the fish and shrimp in the eyes of mortals.

Mo Wuji also guessed that he should still fight, but the difference is not big. And Meng also wants to kill him, it is an idiotic dream.

Such as the strong also such a strong, although the life of others as the ants, but also has a huge amount of belly. Mo Wuji’s words could not arouse any of his anger. He said calmly, “I’m just a avatar, and you’re not happy when you win.”

Hearing this moment is just a avatar, and Wu Wuyi sinks in his heart. A avatar is so powerful, how strong is the real Mongolian?

However, Mo Wuji quickly reacted, and Meng also said that it is not the same as Kun Yun.

"I tell you the origin of the **** tower, can you give me the mud of the sky?" Meng also felt the unscrupulous mind, said faintly.

Mo Wuji sneered, "Your message is worth it."

"It's a deal, it's not for you to give me plain no reason. I believe that I have what you need, as long as you come up, I can help you get it." Meng also looked at Mo Wuji, his expression was calm, Can't see any fluctuations.

However, Mo Wuji can feel his excitement. It is completely unmistakable that he has a certain understanding of the rules of the universe. This is the feeling. He can be sure that Tianmu Mu is also very important to Mongolia.

It’s not that he can’t beat him. He is worried that he will turn and leave, because there is no way to bind him. With his style and the five elements of the big scorpion plus the shrinkage of the inch, if he wants to go, it is the true body of Meng Yi, and may not be able to catch him.

Why is Meng also so excited about Tianzhu mud? The only explanation is that Meng is also telling the truth. Standing here is only a avatar of Meng. Moreover, Meng has only one of these avatars, and Meng’s body and the rest of the avatars may all have collapsed in the last robbing.

Because he only has this one, this is very sturdy. As long as he gets the mud, he will be able to restore his deity.

Meng also had a hand, a stone pier fell on the side of Mo Wuji, he also grabbed a stone pier to sit down. Then he waved a jade pot and a jade cup, and poured a cup of blue water and said it to Mo Wuji. "This is some of the cosmic yuan that I occasionally acquired in the universe. How do the friends taste it? How do you call a Taoist friend?"

The universe of the marrow? Mo Wuji has heard of this kind of thing, this is definitely a first-class cultivation treasure. Mo Wuji did not hesitate to grab the jade cup in front of him and drink it.

A faint and cool liquid instantly fills every vein of the unscrupulous, and the endless world of heaven and earth naturally breeds. Mo Wuji suspects that if he begins to cultivate now, he will soon be able to break through the layer of God and enter the second floor of the gods.

"Good things." Mo Wuji could not help but admire.

Meng also saw that Mo Wuji did not say that it was a drink, and even for a while. He was ready to wait for Mo Wuji not to drink, and then he grabbed it and drank it. The metamorphosis of the universe is not a general thing. In the days of the universe, he has not gained much.

"Daoyou really is full of pride, but I don't worry about my poison." Meng couldn't help but sigh, and his views on Mo Wuji changed greatly.

Don't look at him, he doesn't put other monks in his eyes at all. When he meets such a bold person, he still can't help but admire his heart.

Mo Wuzhi sneered in the heart, poisoned? He really didn't know what poisons between the universe could poison him.

"Thank you for the cup of the universe of Meng Youdao, my name is Mo Wuji, and one is a mess." Mo Wuji said with a faint gesture, he thought that he and Meng also would never become friends. Even if there is friendship, it is entirely a transaction.

"Mo Daoyou should be young, don't know if it is also from the realm that has just been repaired?" Meng also said with a slight smile.

When I heard Meng’s words, Mo Wuji knew that Meng was definitely because of the restoration of the rules of the gods and gained a lot of benefits, which made his avatar have this strength.

“Predecessors called Mo Wuji?” The excitement that did not go away in the distance came over and excitedly asked.

Mo Wuji nodded. "Yes, I am Mo Wuji, do you know me?"

I suddenly fell to the ground ~www.readwn.com~ I saw the benefactor. ”

Unscrupulously looking at you, "I don't know you, when is your benefactor?"

The sobbing said, "Predecessors are the savior of my master."

"Who is your master?" Mo Wuji asked quickly.

The eyes are red, and there is sadness in my eyes. "My master, Ji Li, she told me, let me find a flat..."

Having said that, I seem to think of something, and I took a look at it and stopped it.

Mo Wuji heard the glass, and quickly said, "Your master is now good?"

He saved the glass from his hand, but he owed more to the glass.

"My master is falling?" He whimpered.

(Today's update is here, friends are good night!)