Xiaolongyin mountain.
Ramadan steps out of the secret void and penetrates the chest of a Kun God King with his bare hands. Then the moon shines like a blade of cold light, cutting the king into infinite pieces.
She raised her head and saw several ancient elephant gods swept by in the distance, and saw the enchantress emerging into a huge qingluan.
Ramadan is about to continue to move forward, suddenly stopped.
She frowned as if she heard something.
Looking at a future God King dozens of steps away.
The future God King comes from Jingyu temple, and his seniority is relatively old. He is a king of four robberies.
He looked at Ramadan, and from his surprised eyes, he heard something.
Not long after, in this battle, hundreds of future gods who ran left and right suddenly stood up and looked around one after another. They all heard the voice and were looking for the source of the sound.
Ramadan listens carefully.
I don't know.
It's a ballad.
"I see you, my love.
I break through all shackles and come to you.
I stretched out my hand and turned the whole sky upside down, straightening out your reflection.
I melt the ocean, is your bronze mirror
I broke the space for you, I solidified the time for you.
Just for the eternity of this moment.
The next moment
It was a strange ballad of Ramadan, which she had never heard of.
But the melody of the tune is familiar.
"This is The ballads of Wangyuan village The songs of my hometown... "
A future king of gods, murmured, eyes a little confused, eyes have light tears.
"This..."
Ramadan suddenly kneels down on the ground and covers his forehead with his hand.
After the ballad.
She heard other voices.
Those voices, from nowhere, echoed in her mind.
There's a crash of weapons.
There are howls and howls.
There are thousands of troops galloping.
There is a silent March.
And then.
It's not just sound.
There are many images in Ramadan's mind.
She saw a huge ancient and elegant city. Outside the city stood more than 200 gods of the future, the first of which was the snow fairy.
The snow fairy was standing beside a corpse, squinting at the corpse.
It was The body of Zhuge Zhao.
There was anger in the snow fairy's eyes.
Intense anger.
Then Bai Xue fairy raised her head and looked at the fearsome king of Kun nationality in the center of the city.
She bit her teeth and squeezed a word out of her lips.
"Kill."
More than 200 future gods and kings, quietly and quietly, walk slowly towards those hidden in the city.
Ramadan also saw that in a plain, three four plundered God kings, backed together, facing three directions respectively, each holding a sharp blade in his hand.
Obviously, they have just accomplished the four robbers, and not long ago.
It was the king of four robberies in this tragic war.
And the three of them are the three brothers who worship the son.
The reason why they are back to back and face three directions is that they have been surrounded by dozens of Kun God kings.
But there was no fear in their eyes.
Even, there was excitement.
And the excitement of killing red eyes.
All of a sudden, one of the four robbers seemed to feel something and looked around him blankly.
In Ramadan's mind, all kinds of sounds, all kinds of scenes, continuous ups and downs, it took her a long time to get used to it and stood up.
"The flow of the mind."
The torrent of soul is the by-product of the future heaven creating the long river of destiny.
In the future, the sky court has developed to a certain extent, producing unprecedented powerful forces.
All the gods who step into the future heaven can integrate their spirit and spirit into the spiritual torrent and communicate with all living beings in the future heaven.
This kind of communication, far beyond the language, language is empty, can only express a person's very shallow ideas, and language will be misunderstood, can also lie, can cheat.
The flow of mind is not.
All sentient beings in the future heaven abandon all barriers in their hearts and guard against them. They exchange martial arts and share experiences with each other without reservation. They have a good understanding of each other.
The torrent of soul makes all living beings in the future heaven become one in spirit and do not separate from each other. It makes the future heaven grow rapidly. It also enables countless living beings to find their own martial arts and ways in the spiritual torrent. They have achieved themselves and others.The torrent of soul has gradually become the most powerful force in the future.
Because of the torrent of soul, the future heaven is a piece of iron, what intrigue and intrigue, all disappeared.
Because the mind torrent, any extraordinary idea, extraordinary idea, can be known by other people, and can be inferred from one instance, anyone can step into the spiritual torrent to learn, and any question can also find the answer here, so people's distance is infinitely narrowed.
But the torrent of mind only exists in the future heaven.
To walk out of the future heaven is to break away from the torrent of mind.
But now, the flood of soul appears in the old place of craftsmen.
No, No
Ramadan immediately overturned his mind.
It is not that the flood of soul appears in the old place of craftsmen, but is branded on every future God King.
No change.
Immersed in the spiritual torrent, the future God King has had countless spiritual ties with each other. This kind of connection was once very weak, and it only became clear and thorough under the long river of fate. But now, here and now, in the old place of craftsmen, they are holding the same obsession, fighting side by side, fighting against the Kun nationality. Their spirit is highly unified once again Torrent, had metamorphosis!
Every future king of heaven has become a drop of water.
Where they are, there is a torrent of soul.
At the moment, the future kings, who are separated and have no idea of what happened to others, are condensed together in spirit. They can see what happened to others, the fighting of others, and the fall of friends, sisters and brothers.
There is anger, silence, ferocity and killing intention.
All kinds of emotions, began to explode.
Scattered around the king of God, began silent communication, and changed their plans.
Some god kings, who had gone to guard the Jade Gate by craftsmen, suddenly turned their direction and killed them in another place.
To rescue a group of besieged companions.
Some of the gods began to gather and form big fists to fight against the random killing of the Kun people.
Ramadan takes his mind back.
"Kings, they are building bridges across obstacles." Ramadan light said, but the words, there are still some excited shiver. "Today, it will always be remembered by history. From now on, a brand-new future heaven will be born, an unstoppable future heaven."
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