Chapter 1524： Longmen miniature

I have received the gift of the nomadic giant **** tree, and I also know the true meaning of the existence of the secluded star, but the secluded star has become the puppet of those descendants again and again. It is second only to the pioneering Pangu, who created the human race. Nuwa, the oldest god, is one of the dragon spirits admired by the world. It must have been the mother of the earth enshrined by the primitive and weak human race millions of years ago.

Now its consciousness is cloudy, its spiritual wisdom has disappeared, and there is only a huge ancestor's shell and an instinct of existence.

Zhu Minglang held the sword of the red sundial tightly, he understood why he hated Ji Yuanye so much, and why he couldn't forgive Master Soul Banner!

If the Mother Earth can trample and blaspheme, there will be no meaning for living beings and living beings to exist!

Red Sun Sword, Suzaku!

Heaven and earth turned into a vast furnace, fireworks burned the sky, and the brilliance of the blade became the only sky in the world!

In the eyes of the world, day and night are rapidly alternated. It is not that it is naively dark, or that the sky suddenly brightens, but that Zhu Minglang's sword flame has overshadowed the sky. The original day is like a dim night. And when Zhu Minglang burst out the sword of the red sun, the sky suddenly appeared!

Zhu Minglang penetrated into the sky, turned into an ancient vermilion bird, the same crimson, and slammed into the red secluded star!

Zhu Minglang doesn't want to add any pain to Youscar Star. He will not cut off Youscar Star's World Destruction Claw, nor will he cut off Youscar Star's head. He doesn't want to hurt Youscar Star in the slightest. He just wants to use This sword pierced through the red heart of the secluded mark!

The heart of the secluded star is also devastated. It has long been tired, but it still keeps beating for the ancient belief.

Time to rest.

Zhu Minglang felt that the secluded star needs a real long sleep, not that the soul is still enslaved after the body is disintegrated.

Zhu Minglang's greatest kindness is to be fierce enough when he uses his sword, so that the star of the secluded marks can be killed instantly!

The eyes of Youhenxing stared at Zhu Minglang, and for a moment it seemed to sense the bond between Zhu Minglang and it. This kind of sympathy between the ancient gods made Zhu Minglang even capture a trace of guilt.

Zhu Minglang felt a trace of guilt from Youhenxing, its old eyes were moving, as if to say sorry to Zhu Minglang, it should not trample Beidou Shenzhou like that!

"Raise your paws!!" Ji Yuanye roared frantically.

Even ancestral dragons like Zhu Jiuyin couldn't resist Ji Yuanye's orders in the slightest, but this dragon from the back soil seems to have retained a trace of temperament in such a desperate situation.

It didn't raise its claws, it could obviously defend, at least offset Zhu Minglang's penetrating sword power with the claws of the world, but the secluded star did not make this defensive action!

The more Zhu Minglang sympathizes with Youhenxing, the more he concentrates his strength on the tip of the sword!

Soul Banner Masters can not only make dragon spirits into dragon banners, but also living people.

When one day, the soul flag master controls the slave souls of people to kill their relatives, no matter who kills who, then

The pain is indescribable, and it distorts a person's basic beliefs!

Zhu Minglang has already felt the horror of the soul flag at this moment, why doesn't he want to open up a clean starry sky, so that the secluded star can roam in the starry sky without any erosion, quietly guarding the various creatures living on it, the years Change, life continues.

In fact, today's vast and splendid Jiutianzhiye has evolved from one after another such dragons of the back soil, such as Lichuan, Jiting, Tianshu, Beidou, Jiaosu, Juntian, Jiuye.

How could it become like this, chaotic, fragmented, and bottomless!

The gods keep referring to God.

But in fact every **** does not want to have a real God.

Therefore, when they see a person who is expected to become a Cang God, they will recklessly come to obstruct them, and they will turn into one after another in front of their eyes!

A sword runs through, facing the heart!

The heart of this bright red star stopped beating at the moment the sword crossed, and the huge and boundless soul body was also disintegrating, like a sand dune whose outline was swept away by the strong wind, slowly, slowly dissipating!

Zhu Minglang stood at a high place, looking at the red dust, there were still countless obstructers standing in the hazy world. For some reason, a figure suddenly appeared in Zhu Minglang's mind. A woman's figure echoed.

Under the laurel tree, she is sometimes holy and noble, and sometimes resentful like a demon.

Zhu Minglang shook his head and removed her figure from his mind, but her sharp laughter and words could not be shaken away.

"You are just like us after all."

"Do you think that I have not done everything to influence the world? Being kind to them will only make me have no bottom line, and being lenient to them will only be ridiculed and used. What if you are a **** of the sky, everyone can become an evil god? , you can't kill, you can't kill, only remodeling, only remodeling, before remodeling, you must destroy everything!"

Zhu Minglang knew that this was the voice of God Xuan Ge, she died, why didn't she plant a demon in her heart!

No one really dies, as long as they exist in this world, there will be nothing left, even if it's just a small change.

The appearance of the secluded mark star reminded Zhu Minglang of the hardships of Beidou Shenzhou, the changes and struggles he worked hard to carry out, but this did not seem to make Beidou Shenzhou better.

It is no wonder that the **** Xuange will be haunted under the **** laurel tree, and willfully laugh at himself a hundred years later.

Zhu Minglang took a deep breath, and his eyes gradually turned red. In this mountain of ghosts and spirits, Zhu Minglang even lost his patience. His heart and soul gradually overlapped with the self in the dragon gate. In order to climb to the ninth heaven, Endless slaughter, the enemy who hinders you is the enemy!

Familiar power, UU reading The familiar sense of killing reappeared in the thunder tribulation of thousands of incarnations. Zhu Minglang slowly raised the sword of the red sundial, which was stained with the blood of the secluded star in his hand. The spiritual realm opened, and all the dragons came into the world, without uttering half a word, these dragons, who were born and died with Zhu Minglang, rushed to the soul mountain and drowned in the thunderous calamity!

This Lei Yuan is not a microcosm of the Dragon Gate Nine Heavens!

Hundred years of reincarnation, the experience is more than a hundred years, each reincarnation is no less than one life, each life starts from the bottom, and then climbs to the ninth heaven.

But why did he only remember the world outside Longmen? ?

I wish Mingliang understand which ones are real and beautiful, and which ones are illusory and meaningless.

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