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In the strange space of the wild clock.

Lingyun is held by the long river of time, drift with the current, can only let it, will drift forward with their own.

When he saw his desolate destination, he felt a great sadness and desolation in his heart, as if he were going to die with the old friends in those pictures.

However, when his mood fluctuated violently, all of a sudden, his Spirit gave out immortal brilliance, and the immortal Scripture ran into operation.

At this moment, Lingyun eyes to restore the Qingming, those future pictures, all one by one destroyed, suddenly rolled back.

"The fate is not determined by heaven. I will walk on my own way to Lingyun."

"My fate, no one can decide, even God It's not good either! "

"If even the strongest warrior can't get rid of the fate of death, then I will break the rules of this time and prove eternal!"

"My friends, my love, my relatives, no one can take them away from me, not even time. I want them to live forever with me."

Lingyun towards the world fierce roar up, eyes are full of incomparable firmness, faith like fire!

Under his manic roar, in this desolate space, the wind and cloud suddenly rise, the void concussion, which carried him with the long river of time, is also a sudden collapse!

"Good one. You are immortal. Your faith is the only one I have seen for thousands of years. I hope you can do it!"

The voice of the vicissitudes of life appeared again, with emotion.

With the fall of the voice of vicissitudes, the scene in front of Lingyun suddenly changes, and he appears in the deserted hall again.

The sixth chime, to surpass the first five superimposed terror sound waves, roared out!

"How?"

"He was just about to fail. Why did he suddenly succeed?"

"King Shura It's amazing that he should have sounded the sixth

"Even if we look at the 10000 year history of Donghuang Tiangong, only a dozen people have achieved this achievement. Is it true that the king of Shura Have you been able to compete with the arrogance of an era? "

At the moment of Lingyun's success in ringing the sixth bell, a sound of air-conditioning was suddenly spread among nearly ten thousand young Tianjiao.

Ling Yun's performance, too demon!

"No way! He did it, damn it

Lin Buqi's fist suddenly clenched and made a crackling joint explosion.

Obviously, he is one of the most touched people about Lingyun's success.

What he didn't want to see happened!

Lingyun even sounded the sixth bell, enough to see his future potential, how terrible!

Ironically, Lin Buqi, the king of hundred battles before, was still taunting Ling Yun, saying that his martial arts talent was not good and could not be compared with him.

But now, Ling Yun's all kinds of amazing performance, it is with irrefutable facts, severely hit his face.

Lingyun long standing in front of the wild clock, no action.

At this time, the mood in his heart was still a little turbulent, because he was deeply shocked by the scene that his relatives and friends and confidants died in the long river of time when the wild bell turned into reality.

However, this not only did not let Lingyun retreat, but also inspired Lingyun's fighting spirit.

"I Lingyun, I must step on the top of martial arts and protect my relatives, friends and beauties all their lives. If I can't do it by standing on the top of martial arts, then I will explore the extreme of martial arts and create another smooth road!"

< BR, < BR, < BR, < Wang Xiuluo's eyes are firm It's going to ring seven again

"Hoo, I'm numb with shock. I don't feel any more when he challenges the limit again and again."

A group of Tianjiao gaped at Lingyun again to the wild clock.

After the time of a stick of incense, the seventh bell rings, rings!

After half a column of incense, the eighth bell rings!

"This it is beyond logic and above reason! It's amazing This is the highest record in the history of Donghuang Tiangong! It's as good as Huo Zun. "

Liang Lvzhu glared a pair of beautiful eyes, she looked at Lingyun eyes, radiant, as if it was the first time to know Lingyun.

She did not know how many times she knew Lingyun for the first time. She could only blame Lingyun for her shock, which was better than once.

Every time she thought that she had given Lingyun a high appraisal, Lingyun would make a big splash again, making her feel that she underestimated him again.

"Although this guy is a little cold, but in this way, he has some special charm..."

"Damn it! This boy, he even sounded the eighth time What kind of devil is he At this time, Lin Buqi felt that his mind was about to collapse. Every time Lingyun rang the bell, it was a merciless blow to him.

His arrogance and conceit, at this time really become a joke, even he can't help but produce envy to Ling Yun."Fortunately! He has not yet fully grown up Isn't there a saying that a dead genius is not a genius! He has to die! Whether it's for myself or for Qingyun! " Lin Buqi roared in his heart, and his eyes were full of killing ideas.

"Let me see, the ninth bell, what kind of sound is it?"

After finishing for a moment, Lingyun raised his hand again and patted it on the wild clock.

"If the ninth bell is also sounded by the king of Shura, then this is absolutely a feat of the unprecedented and the future, which is enough to let all the people of Donghuang look up to it!"

"In fact, even if Ling Yun stops at the ninth bell, with his present performance, as long as he is out of the Donghuang heavenly palace, he can definitely become the object of eight favourites. I'm afraid that in order to compete for him, the eight Tianzong will make a lot of noise this time."

"It's natural. A genius like this is rare in all ages. With a wave of his sleeve, he can make the fifth barren demon retreat, and the one who can ring the eighth famine bell. It's not too much to say that he is a qilin son. Naturally, the eight great heavenly masters have broken the head of such a talent, and they should strive to seize him."

At the entrance of the desolate hall, a large group of young Tianjiao suppressed the tension and excitement in their hearts and kept their eyes on Lingyun here.

Ling Yun's body maintains the posture of beating the wild bell.

His consciousness, however, once again entered the strange space of the wild clock.

This time, there is no archaic magic mountain, there is no years of river erosion, there is no the seventh sound of the barren land fragmentation, there is no eighth sound of the sky collapse and roll back.

None of these spectacular scenes.

In front of Lingyun, there is only a plain door.

The door, the size of an ordinary door, could only accommodate one person.

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