215 ten-way killing

A small 'record' word circulated slightly on Mo Jian's right arm, flashing with a faint black light. Touch it with your hand, it is extremely smooth and has no abnormality. If you look carefully, you can see the faint dark light, which is the shape of the collection catalogue, but suddenly becomes flexible, as if there is life.

Mo Jian took a long breath.

Son of Creation?

What kind of child are you?

It is about this identity that seven princes protect so preciously, so he is willing to give up his life. When he dies, he still has to try his best to hide it.

When he met the innate emperor for the first time on that day, his first sentence was: "Lord of Creation?"

The innate emperor obviously made a mistake. Now I can only be called the son of creation. It takes a long way to become the master of creation. For example, the Taoist system of the three emperors and five emperors, such as the Three Classics of Creation, such as the plane prison, and furthermore, those complex and mysterious central planes, and even the highest plane.

Killed hundreds of masters of the Ying family in one go, and completely offended one of the ancient families on the plane to grandma's family. Mo Jian knew that the Changhe tribe was by no means a place to stay for a long time, and even these innocent people in the tribe were bound to be retaliated by the family.

"What? You mean... you want to take all the people in the tribe to the plane academy?"

When Mo Jian said the decision in his heart, Xiaotong and the remaining elders were completely shocked. A full minute later, Xiaotong came to his senses first.

Cai Xiliu said no words, squeezed his lips and smiled.

"Pwei...Papology...College?" The three elders stammered, with a shocked and unbelievable face.

"Hmm!" Mo Jian nodded seriously.

What a high-end and elegant place the plane college is! Only the most outstanding young practitioners in the whole plane can enter it to learn. Who came out from there is a big man with profound cultivation and shudders in a city and a pond. The long river tribe with big buttocks is now going to enter the plane academy?

Isn't that good?

Is this unlikely?

this, this, this...

The Arabian Nights are like cat's claws in everyone's hearts. The impact of this news is undoubtedly as strong as spirits. After being affirmed by Mo Jian's serious nod, at least the elders who have seen the world are all shocked and are about to faint.

Happiness comes too suddenly, really too suddenly!

As a result, in the next half hour, for the first time in his life, we said so many words at once, which made him feel that he could only hold half a teacup. Fortunately, everyone's mood finally calmed down and finally accepted the powerful and somewhat horrible facts.

I didn't expect this to be just the beginning.

The remaining people of the Changhe tribe, men, women and children, a total of 2,392. When the news was announced to everyone that in addition to the ignorant children, the crowd was first dead silence, then a pot-like noise, then laughing, crying, shouting, and even someone was pinching their faces, arms and buttocks to make sure that it was not a dream.

After six hours, it would only take half an hour to finish the boarding ceremony.

The boat is naturally a treasure light boat, a high-end and high-grade flying object, a fifth-order soul weapon, carrying more than 2,000 people at a time. Except for the slower speed and more soul stones burning per unit time, there are other than that.

The Long River tribe flew to the plane college.

Before leaving, Mo Jian took a deep look at Qigong's grave and remembered the old man who was sleeping quietly under the loess. In a trance, he smiled and told himself that he could sew the tribal plantation into his clothes, and tears couldn't stop coming out of his eyes.

......

Hanging above the whole plane, the dark cliff that suddenly appears in the void is naturally the place where the guardian of the plane is located.

The crowned and gray-haired Sirius guarded, which stimulated the eyeball of the doomsday and was paying attention to all the scenes of the Long River tribe. When Mo Jian climbed on the boulder and took out the catalogue, a faint light appeared silently. In an instant, he passed through infinite time and space, and accurately shot into the unique guardian of the plane for surveillance. The doomsday eyeball of all moves.

"Ah..."

The Sirius guard screamed, his hands hurriedly touched his forehead, and the doomsday eyeball also sank at the same time. A golden ** flowed from his fingers, which was the blood of the plane guardian.

"Damn Ying Qingtian! Useless Ying family!"

After a while, the Sirius guard roared, and the angry roar was like lightning in the night, penetrating layers of space. Seeing his ferocious face and a little fear in his eyes, he gritted his teeth and roared, "I even got the Guizang Catalogue!" That boy has completed the first step on the road to creation! Damn it! Damn it! The next step is to kill the guardian of the plane! And I, the Sirius, bear the brunt, must be his first target to deal with! Oh, fuck..."

No one will believe that the Sirius guard under anger will also fuck with the most vulgar dirty words of ordinary people.

"No! Absolutely not! Even if you give up ten thousand years of cultivation, this guardian will let this bastard die! Let this heresy disappear into my territory!"

With that, Sirius guard sat down cross-legged.

Seeing his hands flapped together and strange ripples on the black cliff, time seemed to have changed strangely at this moment.

If you look at the existence of the innate emperor, you can know that this is the method of time acceleration. As the name implies, it is the time in a certain place that suddenly begins to circulate thousands of times faster. Without powerful means, it is definitely impossible to use it.

And the time of Sirius's protection is accelerated, which is 100,000 times faster!

Time on the cliff hurriedly flowed away. In a short time, moss grew, dried up, or small seedlings appeared, and grew into big trees. When everything began to change rapidly 100,000 times faster than before, Sirius guarded a bloody cloth in his hand.

At first look, it's just a piece of blood cloth. Looking at it again, you can see that there are dense spell lines on the blood cloth, and it is getting more and more detailed. Take a closer look, this bloody cloth seems to have ten demons, which are unparalleled!

An hour later, Sirius Guardian slowly opened his eyes, looked at the blood cloth in his hand, with a trace of viciousness and murder in his eyes, and muttered, "100,000 years of cultivation in exchange for a ten-way killing! Mo Jian, Mo Jian, I want to see how you can escape from my ten-way killing this time!"

"Ying, Qing, Tian!"

Then, the Sirius guard opened his mouth and roared, and a sound like a rolling thunder fell instantly to a huge city in the south of the ethereal continent, where the families of the four families were located.

Ying Qingtian, who was sitting cross-legged, trembled slightly, opened his eyes, and said in surprise, "The guardian suddenly called, I don't know what's going on?"

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