Chapter 2802

Li Wudi made a great breakthrough.

The dual functions of Yan Huang blood soul and order ruins made him fly all the way on the road of star God.

Li Tianming occasionally went to the abyss of different degrees. He first looked at the situation of Zizhen, then inquired about the eternal God's base, and finally looked at the fermentation of the last event.

Unexpectedly, the whole ninth block has fallen into a cold and dead atmosphere.

The new temple ordered that all people in the ninth block must gather in the new temple within two months. After that, the ninth block was permanently banned, and anyone found had to die.

This means that neither Li Tianming nor Zi Zhen can easily lose their activity space.

This method is excellent.

Fortunately, Zizhen doesn't seem to have much fear. She seems to have more means.

Li Tianming had no other way but to return to the sun and continue to let Yinchen cooperate with Lin Xiaodao's hunting.

The monster in the ancestral world was not found, and Li Tianming was not at ease.

However!

Li Tianming didn't expect that the silver dust would find two people he couldn't think of in the sun.

Link and the wind clear dreams.

"Did I hear you right?"

"Fuck off!" Yinchen said angrily.

Li Tianming dared to question him.

Lin Xiaodao threw himself to the ground directly to Yinchen and exclaimed long live master Chen.

Li Tianming quickly gathered with Lin Xiaodao.

"Link, a person without upper boundary, it's not clear how high the level is, but that Fengqing Youmeng is the successor of Mengying. She dares to shake in our territory. As long as she catches it, we will have a very big handle on Mengying in the future and take the initiative at one time," Lin Xiaodao said.

"Yes!"

These two people are Li Tianming's old rivals.

"What is the realm of Fengqing's dream and link in reality?" Li Tianming asked.

"Last time I fought with you, their strength returned to the first zetu at the age of 500. Their actual age should be more than 1000 years old, hundreds of years older than your brother Lingxiao."

"As the supreme talent of the celestial sphere, the wind clear dream and the wind clear cloud should be the ninth chart at present!"

Ninth chart!

That's the middle level of the Lin clan ancestral hall of the sword God.

A younger generation over a thousand years old has more than a thousand years to reach its peak. The realm can be improved. There are absolutely twelve maps in the future.

And there is great hope to break through the border and take over the dream baby!

That's pretty strong.

"But unfortunately, they met me in the sun!"

Li Tianming's cold eyes flashed.

"Interesting. A few days ago, they returned to the age of 500 and were defeated by you. Now they came to your hometown in full swing and met you again. I'm afraid they couldn't think of it. Your combat power soared nine grand plans of the universe in just a few months?"

Lin Xiaodao smiled.

"Let me do this?"

Li Tianming is a little eager to try.

"I'm going to the dark star soon. I must let you come and improve the morale of the sun. Let's see how much our sun emperor is. Are you afraid?" Lin Xiaodao smiled.

"I'm afraid of a hair. I'm just a loser. I'll do them at the age of 500, and I'll do the same at the age of more than 1000. The problem is that Feng Qing's dream is a magic God family. I'm afraid she will open the world of different degrees and slip away." Li Tianming said.

"Don't worry about that."

Lin Xiaodao took out his most precious green gourd. He stretched out his hand to show a loving smile and touched his face obscene. He said, "let my little slave come out. It can stabilize the space. Even if the magic God clan wants to open the different world, it needs time to brew. She brews once, I destroy once, directly connect with the heaven and earth net, and take these two little guys."

"Little guy?"

Li Tianming said, "how old are you? They're almost two thousand years old. They're still young?"

Li Tianming deeply understands that although these two people are young and have fought a talent war with themselves at Chengtian bridge, in fact, these two are real world strongmen.

In particular, Fengqing Youmeng, with eight ghosts and gods of no magnitude, is one of the top strengths in the celestial realm.

"You gather the dust Lord near them first, and I'll take all the strong men in the sun to protect the Dharma for you. At the same time, I'll be alert to the appearance of the ancestral monster." Lin Xiaodao arranged.

"OK!"

Li Tianming nodded.

"These two are not good people. They are both great talents. You must be careful when you practice your skills," Lin Xiaodao reminded.

"I know."

However, Li Tianming has confidence in himself.

This is the sun!

The whole world is his potential!

Trillions of sentient beings support his waist.

In contrast, chengtianqiao belongs to the challenge of outsiders.

In contrast, his current beliefs are surprisingly strong.

They acted quickly.

Li Tianming is the first time to go out of the Jiulong emperor's funeral outside the divine world of the heavenly palace!

The members of Lin clan ancestral hall, together with Dong Shenhuo and Dong Shenyue, gathered around him and quietly approached the target.

They surrounded.

There are dense silver dust in the sky and on the earth.

Don't even try to infiltrate the ancestral monster.

Lin Xiaodao, they also set up a border around.

"Then I'll go." Li Tianming said.

His elders are smiling and full of confidence in him.

Only when you are strong can you have confidence!

Li Tianming, with his friends, moved forward quickly. There was a piece of flame magma in the maze ahead.

When he was standing on the sea of magma, he saw a graceful woman wandering in the lava in the fiery red 'molten iron'.

Her skin was white and red against the fiery red magma, her scattered long hair was dotted with fire like fireworks, and her delicate body loomed in the magma.

A water figure wrapped around her and twisted her body.

In the steaming heat, she made a tearing hum in the rhythm, as if she was afraid that others would not know what she was doing.

"How hungry is this in my territory?"

The seventh star is dirty. What is it made of? Is it so good?

"I remember a beautiful woman who looks very pure."

The beauty of the magic God family is really immortal. I didn't expect to play like this.

"I'm sorry to disturb them!" Li Tianming said solemnly.

"You want to see more and learn some experience?" said Yinghuo.

"You will not make complaints about death?"

Li Tianming pinched its chicken head, could not dispel his hatred, and threw it towards the battlefield over there.

"Ah --!"

Fengqing Youmeng noticed the strange noise here and was scared to give out a scream. The water shaped man slipped down directly and was probably scared very much.

"Who?"

He congealed into the shape of link, the thief's head and mouse's eyes, looking around.

This combination of celestial being and lazy toad gives Li Tianming a headache.

Fengqing's dream is still quite beautiful. It is a great beauty without any weakness. A flower is inserted in cow dung.

"Hey, old friend, have you seen more? Is there nothing wrong?"

Li Tianming appeared in front of them holding the fluorescent fire.

White hair, dark golden eyes, dark arms!

Such an image, how can these two not know who they are!

Their eyes widened on the spot.

"Li Tianming!"

"You are welcome to be my guest and send me a visual feast. Pay attention to it." Li Tianming said with a smile.

Both of them looked uncertain.

They were not afraid of Li Tianming, but looked around vigilantly. When they found that there were no others around, they were stunned again.

"What happened?"

Link looks at the wind and dreams.

"I don't know. It seems that he is the only one! Other people outside my eight ghost senses can't stop me from taking him."

Feng qingyoumeng was surprised to forget his clothes. It was all scenery.

The two looked at each other. From each other's eyes, they both saw the opportunity.

"You close the battlefield with the magic God, open the door of the different world, and I'll take him!" link said excitedly.

"Yes!"

The wind is clear and the dream follows the arrangement.

Do it in an instant!

Eight ghosts, coming.

Link disappeared in a twinkling at the side of Fengqing's dream. In the shadow, he laughed wildly.

"Little broken child, you are stupid, aren't you? This is not Chengtian bridge! I've been practicing for 2000 years, and I'll be influenced by you again?"