Archean Eon Art

Zhang Yuanjie, Tiandi Temple, a static chamber.

In the first, it is coming to the sky robbery, and Meng Chuan said to his wife, he came here. At this moment, he took the initiative to dissipate many yuan, leaving only a family of true body, and a real body outside the country.

"The seventh championship." Mengchuan Pan is sitting in the quiet room, patiently waiting for the fall of the robbery.

The seventh day of the Yuan Shen, there are many predecessors who ferry success. After all, there are several people.

The information about the robbery is also very detailed.

"The seventh day robbery, targeting Yuan god, is the will of mind." Mengchuan secretly said, "My grasp is still very big."

"It is the eighth day of the Yuan Shen, there is no information record." Meng Chuan was waiting for the sky, but he thought a lot. The birthplace of the birth of the birthplace, even if it is the Lord of the White Birdhouse, Wan Xing Tianmi wants to see a Yuan Shenqi, and it is difficult to collect the difficulty of the eighth champion.

White Bird Hall, Eternal Building, Mengchuan did not find the eighth day of robbery.

"First become a seven-robbery, then try to master the time rules, the space rules will be said, I am still very far away from the eighth day." Meng Chuan is very clear, even the magic mountain did not pay attention to him, the soul will Different from the "time and space rules' evolution is far very far.

"Come." Meng Chuan converges the heart, no more thinking, because there is no strength to come.

"."

Unprecedented ice is cold, falling to the sea of ​​Shi Chuan, a moment, has frozen Meng Chuan's Yuan God.

"Is this?" Meng Chuan looked around, and surrounded by an ice and snow world, "illusion?"

"My Yuan god was frozen, and the consciousness was introduced into the illusion?" Mengchuan collected a large number of ferrievab and intelligence, and understood the situation they met. "If the soul is also frozen, then I will ferment, die Soul. "

"I must persist for a long time."

"For a long time to ferry, it is just this illusion, it is true cold." Meng Chuan couldn't help but walk along.

In the illusion, he is like a vulgar, there is no power to power.

Meng Chuan is very clear that this is the confrontation of the soul and 'Tianji'. The weaker the soul will feel, the more cold it is, the easier it is frozen. Meng Chuan's soul will be strong, just smashing.

......

The white ice is snowy, only Meng Chuan's body is slowly walking, his eyebrows are snowflakes, look up and look at the distant place, and there is a snowstorm in the world.

"It's a snowstorm." Meng Chuan whispered, the wind whistling, rolling countless snowflakes, and shocked.

Meng Chuan's low head, the wind is getting bigger and bigger, he has also been overwhelmed by more and more snowflakes.

For a long time, the wind is parked.

In the snow, one hand stretched out from the big snow, Meng Chuan climbed out from below, shaking, snow slipping.

"Snowstorm, avalanche, ice lake ... What is dangerous, even though, I am the heart of the soul, the soul will live, it will not die." Meng Chuan face did not change color, if his soul can only go Go to 50,000 miles away from the Magic Mountain, the snowstorm will be more violent, and you will feel more cold, and the hardships will be rapidly improved, but he is able to go to 90,000 miles.

......

Difficulty grinding in the illusion, Meng Chuan calm responds, can't afford any wave, truly let Meng Chuan have some headache 'time'.

In the illusion, I will never get the end, I don't know how long it has, there is no meaning in the illusion, and the illusion is over a million years. The outside world may only have a moment.

Here, Meng Chuan conscious thinking is like mortal, in the ice, thinking will get more and more slow, and no rules are induced.

"How long have I gone? 30,000 years? Or 300,000 years?" Meng Chuan did not know, unparalleled thinking made him unable to determine the time flow rate.

At the beginning, the fifth time of the gods, Mengchuan has experienced excessive torment.

That time, there is no frozen, there is no heavy torture, just how long it is in a virtually there is no sense.

This time is more embarrassed.

Not only do you have a long time, but there is still a hardship, torture. If the Yuan god, if the time is too long, the heart is exhausted, there is no fire under the hardship, and it is finally frozen ... that is also dead.

"bring it on."

"Ren Ten thousand causing, after another, I have ended, when I ended, at that time, I was hit." Meng Chuan believes that he can succeed, the 'hope "of the robbery is like a lamp, shining in Munchuan Walk in the illusion.

time flies.

3 million years? Handan 3 million?

Meng Chuan didn't know how long it has been in the past. When you feel, 'The end is,', I have never been in the past. In fact, the time of the illusion makes Meng Chuan's surprise, and it began to breed some tired.

The length of the illusion time, let Meng Chuan's Yuan Shenzhi began to get used to the illusion, and even feel that the illusion will last longer.

"."

The illusion is quiet, and it has already been disintegrated.

The strength of the original frozen Meng Chuanyuan is also quietly disappeared.

"Is it successful?" Mengchuan has a moment of embarrassment.

Long persistence, ushered in the final work.

'Long' said simple, actually a powerful power, will become more tired and collapsed in front of a long enough time.

"Fortunately, I created the gangfu door before ferry." Meng Chuan recalled this robbery, some fortunately, "Otherwise, only the road of Six or 7 million miles in the magic mountain, ferry is really life and death."

Although the road of Magic Mountain is 50,000, it is only the lowest threshold, which is only the lowest threshold, representing the Yuanshen World to withstand the evolution of the source rules, and the robbery hopes is also very low threshold. The higher the soul will, the bigger the robbery hopes.

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Yunyuan, Jiangzhou City, Mengfu.

Liu Ju Juo sits before the desk, staying in front of the semi-finished product.

Previously, Meng Chuan and she clicked together, Meng Chuan painting, her inscription. However, just painted half, Meng Chuan said: "The sky is robbed, July, I will go back."

Liu Juy, I have already known that her husband is about to usher in the seventh day, but she is coming, she is still very worried.

"Robbery, every time it is further robbery."

"Only have a robbery, it can be more powerful." Liu Juy worried about her husband, she was sitting, countless thoughts in my mind.

Two days, three days ...

The longer the time, the more fearful worry, she doesn't have any way, only sitting here alone, silently waiting for her husband.

After seven months staying, a white white hair appeared outside the book. Looking at her through the book window, Liu Juy exposed a smile, and the eyes were also glow and immediately got up. Going out.

"Achie, success?" Liu Juy looked at Mengchuan, some worried that her husband's ferry failed, it was to say goodbye.

"Success." Meng Chuan smiled.

In the world, on this day, the second seven-bit hi-robbery can be born.

(This episode end)

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