Chapter 245 Reincarnation

The grain style shakes the world back for a lifetime. Forget every little bit, and promise to live a long life. Magic lust, the wind wants to move. Breaking the way of the world, who dominates the ups and downs, and the wind changes softly. With the reincarnation of heaven and all generations, this kind of candlelight is like a spark that can start a prairie fire. The road to heaven, leaving, all kinds of amorous feelings are just the clouds of the past. However, the beauty smiled, and where the lights were bright, the shadows made the sky, looking back at the world and looking at the stars all over the sky. I was born in this mountain.

Xu Zhu's vicissitudes, with bitterness in his heart, wrinkled his dry lips surrounded by a hoarse voice, muttering:

"He is also me, and I am also me"

A trace of delicate face, Dai frowned, as if the kind of boredom in her heart with a kind of vague feeling, put into such a memory of love and hatred as dull. Lifting up a long wall filled the low-lying land with all kinds of feelings in her heart, and the slight breeze lifted her white beautiful dress in green. There were ten thousand kinds of tenderness in the corner of the iceberg, and the delicate wind felt cool. It hit the volcanic eruption. The red and boiling molten pulp emitted bean-sized bubbles with silky heat. A volcano that was about to erupt was warm and cold at this time and quietly withdrew from the stage of history. Blowing a trace of anger, the delicate softness of the original white red face appeared in the world at this time. The years after the glory, the grinding time, washed away not only the glorious years, but also the world.

A faint amorous feeling is revealed in the soul-like eyes. The pink lips were covered by two jade-white fingers, and the delicate voice showed a natural sound.

"You go over and embark on this road of no return. Falling down is your destiny. I hope you can be self-respected."

There was a trace of sadness on his forehead, and a touching feeling in his heart looked at the sad leader in front of the stone table with a strong feeling, asked the sky with a trace of determination, and resolutely stepped into the cave without looking back. At the moment when the endless cave was annexed, a white and flawless jade hand pointed to the place where the sky disappeared. Tears were ready to infect the traces of the station. The crystal clear jade beads wrapped a kind of nostalgia, and the flowing time kissed the traces of history, hooking out a trace of love. A fluffy carpet staircase passed to the sanctuary of heaven. Tears eventually have a dry history, and the lamp of the holy church is finally a little bright. Everything tells the story of beauty. Zhu Hongdi's lips kissed, with a trace of tenderness, looked at the entrance and muttered:

"Tens of thousands of years of waiting to meet each other, and excellently, it is not a dream-like memory"

"Nine immortals recall passers-by and fall in love with their past lives as guests"

determined feelings, with a trace of nostalgia, staying here and waiting for life-to-life feelings to look back, everything turned into dust just for a kind of fate. In the past years, youth is still the same, flowing and gorgeous, and the feelings are eye-catching. Is the youth demeanor created by time still the same? Everything is just for something called 'waiting'.

When the sky entered the entrance, the land of nine ghosts of reincarnation had begun. Buddha could not faintly return to life, and all sentient beings were equal, only for reincarnation, the way of reincarnation. The way is the way, not the Miao, the way of heaven, one of the three thousand avenues - the way of reincarnation. Time has passed in a hurry. Youth suddenly appeared, and the scenery came out. Everything is reincarnation. The reincarnation of heaven and earth allows all sentient beings to be equal.

The dark light blocks the visible light, and a faint soft light conveys a new dawn in the darkness, like the sunset and the early morning on the horizon, with a trace of hope in the heart, giving the best blessing. The reflection of the ground made Wentian's pupils narrow slightly at this time. Looking at the three tall figures refracted in the early morning light, they became brighter, and their valiant posture with elegant outlines were perfectly reflected at this time.

"Welcome, the supreme of reincarnation."

"It's a pity that you are no longer the supreme of the previous reincarnation."

A kind of silent look at the sky at this time, the psychology of asking the play, let the anger in their hearts vent on his body, ten thousand years, just a kind of freedom, let them wait here for nearly ten thousand years, now waiting is just a young hairy boy, is everything like this Is this place unfair? The volcano was silent with resentment for thousands of years, looking at the waste in front of him with a trace of arrogance, and despised the way to ask heaven:

"Reincarnation Supreme gives you a chance to live. If you repel me three steps, we will let you go there."

The three figures were as tall as Mount Tai. The man in gold armor in the middle came forward and looked directly at the sky. He looked at him with an arrogant and unreasonable attitude. The four fierce scars on his face, sharp cheeks like a treasure knife, high sword eyebrows, and gold armor all over his body. With the extraordinary power and shocking rainbow breath, the giant ancient dragon knife spread, 13 inches long and 1.5 inches wide. The blade of the blade of the dragon emperor is made of the ground, and the whole body is full of evil spirit. Without blood invasion, there is no such a magnificent momentum. Long Yin tattoo, and the sword is full of the spirit of the king - dragon saliva. White silk is wrapped in the sky, like the son of mortal dust who does not eat the fireworks of the world, standing between heaven and earth. Flatly compete with the refraction of different brilliance. There was a curved arc hanging at the corners of his mouth. Under the attention of everyone, he raised his head slightly but floated with a sneer.

"You don't deserve it"

The angry flame in his heart emanated on the man in the golden armor. The breath of anger was filled with a smell of gunpowder smoke. The magic in the air continued to form two aura fields, and the aura field continued to expand, one foot, two feet... Ten feet. A supreme smell of heaven and earth slowly spread out on the body of the knife. He frowned and looked at the breath that exploded like a rainbow, which slowly spread to him. His whole body was surrounded by the smell of gods and demons. Looking at the tornado wrapped around the sword body, the red color was still colorful gods. There is a hint of lightning. Crossing Tianhong's fierce floor to ask the sky, his heart looked like a shocking sword melted down like water. The charming breath of the dark place in his body opened a gap in the sky and leaked out. The breath of the road changed the principle of the world's land. At this time, the dangerous breath was less than ten feet away from the sky. However, it deviated from the goal. Originally, there was a vicious smile on the corners of his mouth. When he saw this moment, he was suddenly dumb and glanced at it, and his heart was suddenly shocked. Suddenly, a earth-shaking sound spread to the whole starry sky.

"Ah... No."

A figure flashed like a ghost and stopped not far away from the sky. In an instant, the knife light close at hand buried his whole body and drowned everything in his land. The magnificent momentum caused a gully to slowly crack, when the other two shouted with a trace of exclamation:

"Big brother, big brother... Are you still there?"

With a faint angry voice, his handsome face was full of ferociousness, and he looked at the trace of blood constantly flowing from the corners of his mouth. At this time, the blood in Wentian's body rolled. In order to spread the rules of the dark place out of the body, like taking something from his body, fortunately, the time was extremely short, and fortunately it finally succeeded. Wentian wiped the blood stains at the corners of his mouth with his white sleeves and looked at them with a trace of cruelty, which made them startle at all. A dry cough sound broke the embarrassing situation at this time.

"Cough..."

The brief calmness made everyone's hearts tighten, and his eyes looked at the source of the sound with a trace of provocation. A man with dust slowly emerged one head. As time passed, the exciting hot eyes stared fiercely at the one coming out of the ditch. The clothes are broken, a golden armor hanging on the arm, and there is a crystal clear and shiny thing like a coffin on his back. He raised his head over the whole earth and glanced at the two guys who were facing him at this time. He was shocked. What about the people? My heart tightened, and my eyes kept searching for their two figures. Suddenly, Tiandi's eyes shrank slightly and looked at the two wind-like land in front of him, drifting to the end of the gully ground beside him. The gentle heartbeat kept beating drums and flags in his heart, shouting the rhythm of retreating. Rao Tian, who was not afraid of death, looked at the wild with a lion at this time, and his eyes annihilated everything on the ground like a volcanic eruption. The exquisite coffin was slowly placed on the ground by him, which raised dust and still could not permeate the thousand-year-old beauty in the frozen land, which was even more enchanting under the magic rendering. It is a complete contrast. Wen Tiandi looked at them with a wry smile in his heart and slowly retreated. A burst of shouting came.

"Reincarnation Supreme, this is a good thing you did ten thousand years ago, and I want to make all the blood pay for it like this"

The violent words aroused the anger of the two people around them, with a trace of anger and ten thousand years of patience. Today, they can finally vent their anger. With only a small piece of golden armor hanging on one shoulder, they waved in front of them twice. With a trace of anger, they looked at the sky and slowly retreated to yellow. Behind the golden armored man, the golden man turned his head and looked at Wen Tian with a trace of anger pointing to the ice crystal water coffin not far away, with a trace of sadness. Looking at this time, he asked the sky with a hint of confusion and sneered:

"You, the master of reincarnation, why do you treat us like this? Ten thousand years of reincarnation is only for today. Don't you think you deserve to die...

Under the high-speed inference of Wentian's brain, a trace of doubt sounded in his heart, making his forehead wrinkle deeper. A profound problem hovered in my mind, making the original clear thing more complicated and confusing. All the questions like a riddle are constantly hovering in the mind of heaven and earth. Waiting for the most perfect explanation.

Late update, can't afford to hurt!!!