Chapter 839 Who has wine!

Ma Tianer and Soming have also entered their own understanding. Space and time are a process that every monk can't escape.

But according to the individual's situation, what can be experienced is also different.

Like the cold first snow, I'm afraid her experience is richer than anyone other than Wang Meng.

The fate of the nine heavens.

At birth, he is destined to stand out of the crowd. His beautiful appearance, the wisdom of penetrating the world, guiding everything, thinking that he is in charge of the future, and he is superior. In fact, what?

All the nine heavenly holy bodies are doomed to a tragic fate. The furnace tripod has been refined by a stronger monk. The reincarnation has failed, and it has been strangled by a nobody. Everything, you know what is going to happen, but you can only watch it. It is called fate.

But I don't know that the nine-fold sky is just a joke.

This is a factor in the birth of the heavenly way, telling all monks that destiny cannot be violated.

Han Chuxue saw her own fate. Soon, she will enter reincarnation, the road of fate will turn again, and she will enter her ultimate reincarnation.

Her fate is good. It is indeed a rotation into the Great Thousand Realm. Unfortunately, what is waiting for her is the Great Luck of the Little Thousand Realm. She met Wang Meng when she was on the verge of danger and woke up in advance to avoid a disaster.

But in the world, there is no Wang Meng. What awaits her is a dark, blazing flame.

Someone wants to refine her god, the nine heavenly holy body, which is undoubtedly the best choice for alchemy and making furnace tripods. It's hard to say which one is worse than which one.

Gifted things are often too easy and easy to lose.

Han Chuxue's face is pale. Is this her doomed result?

As a nine-fold heaven, do you have to face your own fate, even if you know it is a tragedy, do you have to bear it?

Zhang Kuang, the universe body in the wine, is a very niche physique, not particularly strong. After all, compared with those strong horizontal physique close to order, what is this physique?

All kinds of desires, hatred, killing, come one after another, longing for power, want to move the world, want to be invincible?

When Meng Ningzi arrived here, she became the most ordinary kind of monk, the Eight Saints and so on. It was just a little cloud in the secular world. Here, there were all kinds of people, all kinds of ties, entangled in their own feelings and family, all of flies. This kind of cultivation was instantly drowned and lost.

In the center of the Lost Sea, Wang Meng's consciousness spread all over the whole space, and he did not expect that his mind could expand to this point.

When the seeds of the reverse sprout, it is really difficult to stop, just like thousands of streams gathering in the sea. When you know the moment, you know that it is still vast.

Wang Meng's armor is wrapped in countless arrays and spells in all directions. Some are familiar and some are unprecedented. Wang Meng understands and does not understand, but these forces are flowing in the new order of Wang Meng's structure.

Learn from what you have and create your own. This is Wang Zhenren's way.

The golden dragon slowly rose behind Wang Meng, which was a proud momentum of dominating the world, followed by the red moon in the sky, and chaos appeared in the world.

The statue of Qiankun Dragon Yinyue finally reappears.

But for Wang Meng, the statue of the universe dragon and the moon is still the power of the original order, and he is now detached.

With a series of roars, a small magic weapon flew out of Wang Meng's arms.

It is called the Holy Church.

The holy church in Wang Meng's heart, the holy church came to this void, instantly became infinite, and the power flowing through the long river of time shuttled through the holy hall.

The dragon poured into the church, the red moon was engraved on the top of the church, and the power of chaos became the base of the church.

Countless spells swarm in, densely but very orderly arranged, constantly running under the traction of a core force.

seems to have a scale turning, which is the timeline.

Buzz~

Calm, the church slowly fell into Wang Meng's hands, which was what he got.

integrates the understanding of positive and reverse life. This magic weapon does not represent power, but the world created by Wang Meng himself. In this world, everything has a new order.

This is another world that has set foot in the realm of God - Xumi Vientiane.

This can't be said to be a force, maybe a force, but it is not a traditional killing force.

This is an unprecedented supreme level.

Holding the church, Wang Meng's achievements do not come from strength, but from other things.

Countless thin lines cross space, travel through time, and cross the plane and spread thousands of worlds.

The law is roaring, the three worlds are spinning, and some people violate the order, but make the order helpless.

Little Thousand World.

Zhao Lingxuan is practicing a new refinery. As the leader of the Star Alliance, she is strict with herself and must be omnipotent. Hard practice can make her feel that she is very close to Wang Meng and soaring.

It is the responsibility of the star lord to open the road to soar. Everyone is looking forward to her, the strongest person in the small world, but she is not to soar, but to see that person.

Strong thoughts, strong prayers, can he hear it?

Suddenly, Zhao Lingxuan's body shook greatly, and her face changed greatly. This is... impossible!

Is it an illusion?

At the same time, An Dao, as an ancestor, was also teaching for the new disciple, and his face suddenly changed greatly.

How is this possible!!!

But this situation not only happened to Andao, but also in thousands of small worlds, one monk after another heard a response.

It's impossible and shouldn't be, but it's just about to feel it.

Their prayers received a response, not specific, but each of them felt it.

Countless monks flew to the church, which has never happened in ten thousand years since ancient times.

At this time, the disciples of the church had gathered around Zhao Lingxuan, and they all felt it.

Zhang Liang looks a little old. His cultivation is indeed not good, but spiritually he is one of Wang Meng's most loyal followers. Even at the moment of his death, Zhang Liang has never regretted the glory of his life. Unfortunately, he can't save in practice and follow him.

But his prayers seem to have really been answered.

"I feel it. It's the boss's response, he..."

An Dao is the second master of the Holy Church, second only to Zhao Lingxuan. He has the style of Ming people in those years, but he does not have the evil nature of Ming people.

"Yes, suzerain, it's really suzerain!" Ando's eyes flashed fiercely.

Zhao Lingxuan calmed down her excitement and said, "Give me the Star Master Order. Ten days later, the Star Alliance Conference will be held, and all the suzerains of the small world must arrive!"

"Yes!"

Ying Nuo, a disciple of the Holy Church, knew one thing. After the ascension, Wang Meng did not forget them. Not only did he not forget, but he was also doing something unprecedented.

This God's response is only in ancient times!

The strongest god!

The world.

The psychic mirror shone brightly. Looking at the figure on the mirror, Yang Ying burst into tears and finally found it.

Although it's just a flash, it's enough. Even if it's a hundred years, it will wait for a thousand years.

There is nothing in the world to stop him. He will definitely come!

Hu Jing in the retreat opened her eyes, with a smile on the corners of her mouth. Did she cross the call of the plane? "Don't worry, everyone is here, waiting for you forever!"

In the wild, Zhang Xiaopang is running wildly, and this black lotus saint is actually ready to be strong against him.

Although Zhang Zhenzhen is so handsome, he is not a casual person. He would rather be insulted by a woman than betray the church.

The fat man was still so fat, but the speed was getting faster and faster, but the moving fat man's body suddenly stopped, jumped to the treetops, opened his arms, looked up at the sky, and roared shockingly.

The world is indeed a little turbulent. Even if it is just a response, it is enough to make the church crazy. As long as they catch a little hope, it is enough to change the world.

On the battlefield, the bodies of thousands of monks, the bright man's white clothes won the twin, and faintly swept over "What's the origin of suffering."

There are dozens of monks around, pale, too terrible, too fierce, holy demon wise man, even the magic cultivation is soft, and he can still be so calm.

Killing can calm the hearts of Ming people and not be crazy. For those who are automatically looking for death, Ming people have always refused to come.

These dozens of monks looked at the Ming people in fear, that is, some people did not believe in evil and went forward. There were too many secrets and power in the Ming people, and his cultivation was obviously flawful, and the huge ** let the monks go forward and follow.

This is the law of the world, the law of the jungle, the survival of the fittest.

Frankly speaking, Ming people think it's more interesting and direct. He doesn't want to break the rules, but he doesn't like boring rules.

Mingren stretched out his hand, and suddenly his hand suddenly froze.

Suddenly, Ming Ren smiled, "Which of you has wine?"

The survivor was stunned, but a monk still took out a jar of wine tremblingly.

The wine fell into the hands of the Ming people and went away. Everyone was dumbfounded. They never heard that there was still a living person in the hands of the holy demon. They actually survived.

At the top of the mountain, a jar of wine, the bright man sat on the edge of the cliff and looked up at the clouds. "The response to breaking the order, Wang Meng, only you, it seems that I will not be rude to stand at the peak of the world and wait for you."

In the endless abyss of the world, there is a low roar, and the world changes color in an instant, as if afraid of this sound.

"Mo...shan...is that you!"

Roar~~~~~~~~~

What I fear most in life is loneliness!

The world is wonderful because of him.

The holy church disappeared in Wang Meng's [body]. A very wonderful thing happened in an instant. He felt a lot of people, not like an illusion, very [true]. Although it was only a moment, it made Wang Meng very full.

He took a big step forward towards his own world. Wang Meng didn't want to be right or wrong, and he didn't want what was ahead. He knew that this was what he wanted to do, and that was enough.

Sometimes, a person can pry the world.

In the lost sea, Zhang Yang laughs wildly. He doesn't need all kinds of emotions. Zhang Yang is a simple and straightforward person. For the universe in the wine, there is only one sentence in response to all this: "Bear the wine!"

A door appeared in front of Han Chuxue, and Wang Meng stepped through the void and said, "Is this your choice?"

Han Chuxue smiled, walked to Wang Meng, and kissed gently, "Thank you."

What is in front of us is not the ascension, not the reincarnation of the nine heavenly body, but the road of reincarnation.

But this time, it may be a mortal, an animal, or... anything.

"Why?"

The beautiful eyes of the cold first snow flashed with light, like a dream, "I want to try an unknown life, even if it may be the end."

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