Chapter 21 New Beginning

The light kept chasing and giving people a vague feeling. They all felt how much they hoped that the snow would fall to save them. Time kept drifting away. The hearts of those subordinates who fell in the snow were full of an inexplicable and wonderful pressure. They didn't know what the next result would be, only waiting. But when they saw the light of the devil's words gradually surpassing them, their hearts were full of joy. When they saw that the light was gradually caught up, they looked at the red light with more expectations and blessings in their hearts. They expected someone to help them. Xue Luo watched their subordinates drifting into the distance without stopping them.

"You help me get the supreme, and I will want to fall in love with you."

A faint smile crossed the corners of Xueluo's mouth. With the help of his master, Xueluo proudly and well controlled the mysterious thing of his body. At this time, Xueluo was like the overlord of the world looking down at the whole world, looking down at the gear of fate and watching him lose his previous vitality and power like the grinder. Xueluo's heart became more arrogant, and a strong breath aroused in Xueluo's hand and kept converging in his hand.

When the old man saw the energy in Xueluo's hand, he suddenly increased the suction. He could no longer exert more power to replenish their energy. He was letting Xueluo choose:

The first choice is that if he chooses to save his men, he must withdraw the powerful attack.

The second is to ignore any life to become your own hegemony.

Looking at the devil running speechlessly like a streamer, without any warm and tender eyes, the snow fell on the way, and the kind of indifferent life machine would be the soul reaper of the world. The old gear looked at this scene, looked at the two lights that had come to the ground and sighed.

"Oh... I'd better end my life by myself. I hope it won't happen again next time.

As soon as the words fell, Xueluo launched his powerful attack, and at this time, the old gear man also began to turn his huge body. Looking at this body, he buried his head for a long time before sighing in his heart, "Thank you, snow clothes, your soul. It seems that I can also be reincarnated."

The calm water-like consciousness in his heart is constantly instilling a trace of his original consciousness into the soul of the snow clothes. He does not know whether his future will become better, because he can't predict Haotian's future, and he also knows that his fate will begin to fail, and the reincarnation of fate is inevitable. He can control the fate of others but can't change his fate. Looking at his body following countless chaotic eras, his heart is full of sad emotions, but in order to control his own destiny, he has to painfully give up his feelings for many years, and soon a soul will be renewed. Appeared in the gear.

"Looking forward to a good fate, Haotian, I'm coming"

The deep eyes full of streamer, with countless hatred, gradually looked at the streamer of the snow falling men floating in the front, and a smile hung at the corners of the gear's mouth. Although I am not your master, I can still control your fate.

The strongest man in the air mask looked at the huge thing in front of him, and the sadness in his heart kept coming out! Fate is coming to an end.

"Ah..."

The sound kept echoing, and the gear looked at this scene and said: Are you finally here? After saying that, I looked at the strange breath in the depths of chaos in the sky drifting from here to the distance. The breath gradually traveled away and drifted through an inditable void door to the distance. There is this kind of legend, a kind of legend against the sky.

"Boom"

A beam flashed in the center of the gear and did not encounter any obstacles. The people in the beam were silently waiting for their death. After a long time, they did not feel the breath of death. Everyone got up boldly and slowly opened their eyes. They only saw a soul looking down at them, but in everyone's hearts Unable to give birth to rebel hearts, suddenly a big god fell down and gradually turned into ashes little by little. Everyone's heart is tight. What the whole thing is this? Everyone is confused?

"This is the end of betraying me!"

A majestic sound came out, and while hitting the ears of everyone in it, there was a sudden loud noise, and a big mushroom cloud kept rushing, and a rainbow turned over and rolled up the whole wind and clouds. Looking at this phenomenon, the old man's heart is full of sadness. His previous glory is over, and he no longer has it, and now he is about to start again. At this time, Haotian was still falling. He didn't know where he was at this time. Now he can only wait silently.

"Haha.... I have finally become the hegemon of the world, and no one can escape my existence.

The snow kept calling, and the joy in my heart kept roaring, taking back the hand that controlled the world, and felt that everything in the world had returned to the former peace. No one had knocked down the world, but who thought that what they had lost was undergoing earth-shaking changes at this time? Everything is starting from scratch, and new transcendence is happening. Together, it is constantly changing...

Haotian in the abyss of the demon continent is watching a trace of familiar breath constantly drifting over. The thing with supreme energy is like a meteor, constantly sliding down like Haotian. Haotian is dressed in black clothes, and the breath of looking down at the world with open hands continues to spread out of Haotian's body. That noble atmosphere is constantly flowing. Attracting the foreign guest.

The alien hit Haotian's body in an instant. The golden blood constantly penetrated into Haotian's body, and a trace of bright red blood was constantly squeezed out. The original black clothes became strangely beautiful under the rendering of red blood, but the fishy smell of the blood kept drifting into the distance. The orcs that had been sleeping outside the illusion smelled their favorite smell. Suddenly, they all woke up and kept looking for the smell. When they saw the direction of the breath, they were gradually weakened. Looking at the mythical beasts constantly looking at the direction, the roaring kept rushing to the sky. It turned into bursts of landmines and showers constantly washed everyone's ears. It stains this originally beautiful world.

Haotian's red blood gradually turned from his fingers into a curtain after the spring rain, and the dripping blood beads kept hovering on the ground. At this time, Haotian looked at the blood stains on the ground, and suddenly his heart was clear and whispered: "That's it. The maze also wants to trap me, poor garbage, waste such a good body in vain, what an idiot. Or the son of fate. Hey..."

Haotian kept shaking his head, stroked his hand, and suddenly a trace of golden blood dripped from his fingers.

"Haha..."

At this time, Haotian felt that his body had a strange energy wandering in his body, and the pressure between his hands and feet kept spreading out. Haotian silently said in his heart, "It's really cool to have a body, especially to own your body. That feeling can't be expressed in words." Haotian looked up at the dimension space on the other side of the demon continent, and a bright moon hung on the corner of his mouth.

"Ky, come on, let me show you how I stand at the highest peak. You are lying under my feet, haha..."

Haotian, who was knocked down, unconsciously woke up and looked at the surrounding environment. He was puzzled and wanted to move his body. I couldn't move. My own is constantly struggling.

"Faband, where is our baby kicking me in the stomach?"

A gentle voice sounded in Haotian's ear. Haotian calmed down and looked around, and he was still holding the guy. I immediately understood. What a tragedy! His heart is full of speechless Haotian's heart.

"Yes, our baby has the style I used to be."

A rough voice came out, and Haotian was suddenly shocked, and the inspiration suddenly passed by his heart. Since the aura here is sufficient, can he practice the 'Five Swords and Heavenly Selection'? At this time, Haotian immersed himself in this cultivation with this idea. What he is doing now: if he wants to save what he should save and do. Everything is waiting for him to continue. Is it all the beginning or the end?

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