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The stone rock woke up quietly.

When he opened his eyes, he saw endless clouds, covered his head and the sky.

Looking into the distance, he is now in a cold and dead land. The land is dark brown, and there is no life. The mountain ahead is towering, and many corpses are buried here.

Those bones have monsters and all kinds of clans. Their bodies have been rotten. It seems that they will dissipate as soon as they blow in the wind.

Stand up and looked ahead. He was full of corpses everywhere, like a torrent of oceans, everywhere, and he could not see the end at a glance, which gave him a sense of desolate sadness in vain.

Where is this place?

An idea flashed in his mind. He frowned and had a headache. All he remembered was that before he came over, he was in a very violent energy area of the sun star explosion field.

There, the amethyst chariot was destroyed, and he could only take Ziyao Lini with him. Then he was sucked by a force and entered a turbulent vortex of power. Inside, he fainted.

He remembered Ziyao and searched immediately.

Soon, he appeared that Ziyao was not far from him. Under the crystal bone of a monster nearly a kilometer-long monster, he lay quietly on the ground, with a breath like a hairspring, which was slightly uncheckable. His face changed slightly, and he flew out quickly. Suddenly, the gravity here was extremely afraid. His body seemed to be suppressed by a huge mountain, and the speed became extremely slow.

In the whole body, countless jīng breaths are still going crazy, and the pain is swollen and painful: he immediately realized that his drowsiness time is very short, and it should be less than half an hour. Otherwise, his ué tricks have successfully purified those jīng gas.

Nearly dozens of times slower than usual, he came to Ziyao's side and put his hand on Ziyao. Now the inexplicable force is still destroying Ziyao's body. Seeing that Ziyao lost all his resistance.

His face was extremely heavy. He suddenly sat down, frowned and held Ziyao in his arms, and pressed his hands on her vest and lower abdomen.

The vitality of the ròu body is still evolving crazily. He is as anxious as fire, waiting for the first wisp of mysterious power to appear.

Time suddenly became extremely slow. He was struggling, and his heart gradually became irritable. He had to make the spirit quiet and ethereal, so as not to accidentally enter the crazy realm of going crazy.

At this time, once he loses his mind, it is difficult for him to recover quickly again, and he can't recover from Ziyao's injury.

He temporarily forgot Ziyao's injury. The spiritual platform was empty, and his whole body relaxed, like a stubborn stone, without any movement.

After a long time, in the severe pain all over his body, those ué skills became powerful.

The surging mysterious power overflowed from each of his tricks, circulated his whole body, bombarded into his teeth, ancient tree: the exhausted ancient tree, as if it was filled with power, little by little crystal, was filled with power.

His expression suddenly shook, and all his divine consciousness was condensed in the lower abdomen, refined all the jīng clouds, and injected them into Ziyao's body. He wanted to destroy the inexplicable force in his mother's body. The force from the yù card seemed to have his own consciousness. As soon as his power fell, the force began to flee constantly. The direction was uncertain, and the pursuit that could avoid his teeth was still destroying Ziyao's vitality.

Evil meén! Shiyan's face has changed dramatically. It is the first time that I have encountered such a strange scene. A force, with its own consciousness, has opened wisdom, and can dodge by itself. What's going on with this ***?

Continue to condense the jīngyuan, his divine consciousness is moving, and he keeps flying in the Ziyao body to catch that force.

Unfortunately, the power is extremely flexible. No matter how hard he tries, it seems difficult to capture that power. He and that force, in Ziyao's body, are like catching Mí, flying around like this.

That power has not been weakened at all, but his jīng yuan, in this capture, slowly disappeared a lot. His face became extremely difficult to look. Seeing that Ziyao's vitality was getting weaker and weaker, he felt that there was nothing he could do.

He stopped for a moment and felt the turbulent of mysterious power. He calmed himself down and thought about it for a long time, and suddenly made a new decision.

Use negative power!

Among the negative forces, it can be attached to his death mood, which may make Zi Yao's vitality lose, but it can also target that force.

He was about to do it. Suddenly, he realized something and his expression was shocked.

The artistic conception of life and death!

He not only understands the mystery of death, but also knows the mystery of life. Can he... release a magnetic field of life similar to the spiritual burial site?

Together with this idea, it will grow unstoppably and linger.

After a while, he decided to give it a try.

The idea just came to his mind, and then turned into an electric current, pouring into the depths of his god, as if there was a wonderful connection with the brand of Aoyi, which suddenly showed a wonderful vague idea in his mind.

The mysterious powers that emerged from his body were like being alive and became full of vitality. That and the powerful vitality made him tremble all over, and he couldn't help but quietly release it according to the vague impression in his mind...

It's amazing. The wonderful emotions in his two eyes, one eye is silent and gray, like the god of death that destroys everything. There is no mercy and evil.

The other eye is overflowing with vitality, with infinite thoughts on life and full of emotions.

are all his eyes, but they show completely different movements, and 1ù has completely opposite emotions.

While his eyes changed strangely, his two hands also showed their marks.

The seal of life and the seal of death!

Two and different marks, pressed on Ziyao's body at the same time, a death mood and a life mood were actually come out at the same time.

In his mind, while overflowing with mysterious powers, there are also evil negative forces flowing out, which coincides with the emotions of his eyes and the opposite forces of his left and right hands. Among them, the mysterious powers poured into the seal, giving one hand the wonderful magic power with the new life of the creature.

And the negative power is to contact his dead eyes, pour into the dead seal, and perfectly integrate with the artistic conception of death, turn into the evil energy that kills all the holy level, and also enter the purple body.

At this moment, he seems to have become the god in charge of life and death, which can make the creatures disappear in an instant, take away life, and also give the stubborn stone ox life and open the spiritual wisdom.

Negative power and mysterious power, integrated into the artistic conception of life and death, are driven by his spirit and fall into Ziyao's body together.

Those vigorous vitality, moving in the purple body, seems to regain the vitality of the purple body, making her pale skin gradually become rosy.

The meaning of death of negative power condensation and fusion is to destroy vitality and seem to take away Ziyao's vitality.

He looked at the beautiful woman in his arms strangely, stunned for a while, and suddenly realized.

The artistic conception of life was scattered, wrapped in Ziyao's spiritual altar and brain, and covered her limbs together, which were damaged in these parts.

The artistic conception of death is pouring into the purple singing cavity, looking for the force with consciousness in it to kill it.

The force with consciousness is constantly moving, and it seems to be abnormal, trying to fight back.

The artistic conception of death is getting wider and wider. Propulsed by negative forces, a miniature spiritual burial site is formed, wrapping most of the Ziyao's body and wrapping her whole body.

The wonderful spiritual burial place can absorb all vitality and destroy all vitality. Even the power of consciousness is difficult to resist.

Under the cover of the magical and evil spiritual burial place, the power with consciousness weakened little by little and slowly melted.

The stone rock god was quietly excited, and there was an amazing light in his eyes. When he destroyed the inexplicable force in the purple body, he had a new understanding of the meaning of the power of life and death.

At this time, he no longer thought about it. His spirit condensed and took advantage. While he was alive, he was dead. He used Ziyao Jane's body to verify his realm understanding: Soon, the force with consciousness in Ziyao's body was completely melted by the artistic conception of death, and there was no residue: it was also the idea of Move, take back the artistic conception of death, and stop the negative power to continue to inject energy: the mysterious power overflowing in his body is transformed into vitality, pouring into the artistic conception of life, wrapping all the body that is about to be exhausted.

Zi Yaoru is bathed in a wonderful ocean of life. The pale body is full of new vitality, and the destroyed body function has also been extremely restored.

There was a red light on her face again, and even the spiritual altar began to run slowly again from a state of stagnation.

Shi Yan's eyes stared at her closely, looked at her for a long time, and then relaxed after making sure that she was fine.

He continued to release the artistic conception of life, but he closed his eyes, understood the latest understanding of the mystery of life and death with his heart, indulged in it, and strived for the greatest benefit: the cold and silent mysterious place, full of corpses, without a trace of vitality.

One, looking at Nian holding a nv, who can be called a disaster in the world, sat indifferently, and the opposite movement of death and life gushed out of his body. It was extremely wonderful. He was understanding the mystery of power and working hard for the extreme of martial arts.

The sun star smashed the field.

A beam of dark light flies quickly, wonderfully avoiding a line of today's light. In the dark light, a thin figure can be faintly seen. In the dark light, there is a cold breath.

The dark light sailed quickly, and suddenly, the dark light trembled suddenly, as if it had been hit hard, and Du suddenly slowed down.

The figure wrapped in dark light twisted magically and obviously, as if it had been traumatized.

He sat down in the dark light and seemed to be recovering something. After a long time, he calmed down: an extremely cold and fierce breath permeated from the figure in the dark light. He seemed to be angry and tried to do something. RT