Everlasting Immortal Firmament

Born to ruin! Above a mountain!

A young man in red looks at the south, the young man in red looks extremely handsome, and Jun-soo reveals a demonic atmosphere with a hint of cold in his eyes.

A man in black kneeled in front of a young man in red: “Nine sons, this time the outsiders were extremely violent, burned all the way down, some residents at the center exit stopped the outsiders, slaughtered by the outsiders, not long ago the valley of worry was robbed, burned clean, cruel! Everywhere, kill, rob, burn! ”

The Nine Sons of Red has a slight glare: “These outsiders are getting more and more unscrupulous. Huh, they don't want to deal with these outsiders, so let me do it. Soon I will leave Tianyuan Island, and they won't be able to chase me! ”

“Nine brothers are going to fight?” The black man's eyes were bright and excited.

“Worry-free Valley has more than a thousand inhabitants, they actually slaughtered, hum, in that case, we will drive them all to Worry-free Valley, and we will kill them all, rob them all, burn them all once, but this time they are desperate!” Nine dudes cold.

“If the Ninth Son strikes, they will surely die!” The man in black is excited.

“Inform the exorcists that in the future my outsiders in the north will be driven into the Valley of No Worries!” Nine dudes cold.

“Yes!” replied the man in black.

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Congenital residue. In a forest.

After some treatment, Song Qing Book is much better now. Although still a little weak, the least amount of physical discomfort has disappeared.

The disciples of the Song Jia Sect next to him were almost completely abandoned. The dozens of others have no chance of being blown up before.

Looking at several disabled disciples of Song Jiazong, Song Qing books grieve from the heart. Some regret pursuing the ancient sea, but more hate the ancient sea.

“Thank you, Lord Montaigne, for saving my life!” The book of Song Qing is grateful.

In front of Song Qing's writing, a group of people, is a Ping Tang earthen rudder master, Su Dahan, and a group of Ping Tang disciples.

“Forget it, Song Qing Book, in the future we may still serve in the same Pintern Hall. It's just that I can't bear to see you in this tragedy. I can't believe this new sealed water rudder master is so vicious, and my subordinates won't let go!” Big Hammontai frowned.

Song Qing's eyes were shady and uncertain: “Yeah, I haven't done anything to him yet. He actually set me up in this trap. Follow him, even if he escapes today, he will find a way to kill me! ”

“Song Qing, what are you going to do next?” Montaigne asked.

“Kill the ancient sea, the ancient sea will not die, I am disturbed!” Song Qing hated the sound.

Montaigne smiled slightly: "The master of the water rudder did it. It's a bit too much! ”

“DiDiDiDiDiDiDiDiDiDidi! ”

All of a sudden, a flute came from the far woods.

“Hmm?” Montaigne frowned.

The subordinates behind Montaigne were extremely tacit, with one person rushing towards the flute.

“Bad, demon tide, rudder master, go!” The people who were going to probe screamed from afar.

“Ah!”

A loud noise accompanied by a scream, the man suddenly flew back like a shell.

“Boom!”

A huge thing landed not far away and stepped on the guy.

“Demon Wolf?” Song Qing's face changed.

But he saw a giant wolf, almost a height, and he stepped on the man with a gloomy face. Giant wolves look at a crowd of people with red eyes.

“Rudder master, help me!” The man shouted in horror.

“Sinister! Don't you dare!" Montaigne glanced, took out a long knife, chopped it up, far apart, a knife came straight.

“Ho!”

The wolf shouted and spit a light ball in his mouth, hitting the knife.

“Boom!”

A loud bang blew the knife and the light ball apart, apparently too far apart.

At this moment, however, a group of disciples of the Taste Hall had rushed up, holding their swords to slaughter the demon wolf and save their colleagues from the wolf's claws.

“Bastard, get out of here!” The swords were slashed.

At this moment, another giant figure emerged from Lin Zhongtong, all in the shape of a giant wolf.

“Boom boom! ”

The crowd rushed in and was suddenly struck out.

“What?” Song Qing's face changed.

“Boom boom! ”

The number of wolves is still increasing. Between the turns, there are already thirty wolves, and the number is still increasing.

The first demon wolf, suddenly opened his big mouth and bit the man under his feet.

“Ah, helmsman, help! ”

“Knock! ”

The man was half bitten and swallowed by the wolf.

“Didi! ”

As the flute sounds, the number of demon wolves continues to increase. It's already fifty.

With only a dozen people around Montaigne, the wolf is still strengthening, and even if Montaigne fought, it had to be weighed and lost.

“Go, go, go!” Montaigne's face changed.

“Uncle, help me, help me!” The handicapped disciples of Song Kazong who fell to the ground shouted.

Song Qingsheu looked at the wolves, his heart was cold, he didn't even care about the nephews, he fled to the distance faster than the others, seeking survival can stimulate people's potential. At this moment, the previous injuries seem to be irrelevant, now there is only one thought, escape!

“Whoo!”

A group of people suddenly fled towards the distance.

“Ho!” The wolves chased him up.

“Uncle, help me, help me!” The many disabled disciples of Song Kazong shouted in despair.

At this moment, however, no one can save them. One by one, the wolf comes and splits up.

The wolves chased away.

Behind the wolves, there were two giant wolves, each standing on a black man, one of whom was blowing a flute and commanding the wolves.

“The Ninth Son commanded them not to kill, but to drive them into the valley of worry, so that they could enjoy the boundless despair before slaughtering them again!” Another black man said.

“I know these are just to appease the wolves so they can escape faster and I will drive them away slowly!” The man who plays the flute answers.

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Worry-free valley.

The ancient sea asked Master Poor Master to teach the Three Souls. Master Pity feels good about the ancient sea view, and he also knows nothing about it.

“This little snake used to live here? You must have come for the Spirit Springs?” Master Pity suddenly laughed.

“And so it is!” The ancient sea nodded and admitted.

“Nor will you abandon it. Let's go to the Spirit Springs to soak together. There is something strange about this Springs. It looks like they were arranged by the old chess man!” Master Pity laughed.

“Ah? Aren't the Spirit Springs all naturally formed?” Chen Tianshan was surprised.

“The old man who watches chess has that ability!” Master Pity explained.

“Huh?” Chen Tianshan stunned.

“Master, please!” The ancient sea laughed.

Master Pity nodded.

With Master Pity, everyone slowly stepped into the cave. The cave was very long, and soon people came to the deepest part, a lobby-like area with a night pearl hanging from the surrounding wall, illuminating the interior.

Sealed inside the hole, only one exit.

In the center, there are three round pools filled with pebbles and a hint of blue light in the pool.

Chen Tianshan's scouts touched the edge of a pool and his face was overwhelmed with joy: “It is indeed a Spirit Fountain! ”

“Eun-gung, the pool puts blue light once a year. After every soaking by the valley master, the blue light disappears!” Xiaoxiao said.

“That's because spiritual energy has entered the flesh!” Chen Tianshan can't wait.

Master Poor Sung looked at the pool with a slight frown.

“This blue light is watery spiritual, once a year? Every step of the old man's chess game won't go unmistakable. Although he has fallen, this spring must still have a deep heart!” Master Pathetic sighed.

“Oh?”

“Master Guru, why don't you try it first?” Master Pity smiles at the ancient sea.

Ancient Sea nodded and did not refuse, letting go of Xiaoxiao and stepping into one of the blue light pools.

Sit down slowly on your knees and be silent about your luck.

“Buzz!”

Suddenly, the ancient sea felt a huge amount of spiritual energy in the water as if it were drilling into its pores, a rate many times faster than it absorbed it in the air. Get out of here and go straight to the field.

“What's with the purple light on the meter?” Little Soft was surprised.

“Isn't that watery spirituality? What's with the purple light?” Chen Tianshan was also confused.

The purple light of the ancient sea surface enters the body, while the blue light in the pool is becoming more and more common.

“Huh?” Master Poor Master also looked at the ancient sea in amazement.

“Master, what's wrong?” The ancient sea is confused.

“Purple light? Is this the Mother of God?” Master Poor Master was surprised.

“What spiritual mother?” Everyone looked at Master Poor Sheng confused.

“Primitive spirituality, called the Mother of Spirits. A spiritual mother doped water gas, turned into aqueous spiritual gas, diluted a hundred times a thousand times. Doping soil gas and turning it into soil spiritual gas. Doping what smell, diluting into what spiritual energy. But how do you only absorb spiritual mothers? What are you doing?” Master Poor Master was surprised.

The ancient sea was slightly stunned, without concealing it, and told Master Pieseng about his own practice.

“Foreign merit? No wonder, no wonder, no wonder you can only absorb one percent of other people's spiritual energy. Even breaking into the congenital world in the past cost so much spiritual stone. So you absorb only primitive spiritual energy in your body? Because you practiced foreign work, the original origin of true qi is the purest spiritual mother squeezed out by the flesh, and only the spiritual mother can absorb it in the future!” Master Pity suddenly realized, looking at the ancient sea, a glimmer of envy flashed in his eyes.

“Master, in my condition, is it good or bad?” Ancient Hai asked curiously.

“Good or bad, bad is hard to practice, hard to move forward, scarce spiritual mother, hard to find one of a hundred pieces of spiritual energy, you are destined to practice hard. Fortunately, your foundation is stronger than anyone else's, and I now finally understand why he scrapped it and practiced it again!” Master Pity sighed.

“Oh, who?” The Gu Hai wondered, there are others like themselves.

“Father of your hall of honor!” Master Poor Master Kamikaze took it seriously.

“Oh, Dragon Wanqing's father?” The ancient sea moved.

“Long Wanqing? Isn't the head of a church her mother? Long Wanqing's grandfather practiced his foreign work at that time, but how did Long Wanqing become the head of the house?” Master Poor Master was surprised.

“As if the cousin's mother had passed away, we came here to look for the unborn, I wonder if the master has ever heard of it?” The ancient sea immediately asked.

“Oh?” Master Pity frowned.

“The master knows?” The ancient sea is curious.

“I know this person, I just don't know where he is also in this innate state of disability, I don't know, it's just this person, alas, if you see him, go see for yourself, this is not easy!” Master Pity shook his head and sighed.

“Mmm!” Nodded the ancient sea.

In the pool, as the ancient sea absorbed the spiritual mother's air, it seemed like an infinite influx of spiritual energy from a small hole in the bottom of the pool to the underground spring water. The ancient sea absorbed the spiritual mother, attracting more and more aqueous spirituality, and the blue light grew in the pool.

“Rudder lord! I take up a pool, I'll sink into the bottom of the pool and check it out, as long as I don't wake up, don't bother me!” Master Pity said.

“Okay, master, don't worry!” The ancient sea nodded.

Master Pity nodded. The wand suddenly disappeared. Step slowly into a small pool with your hands closed ten times and sit on your knees, leaving only your head outside the water, eyes closed gently, motionless.

“Chen Tianshan, Gao Xianzhi, you two occupy a pool, Xiao Liu and I share a pool, just in time to use this gas to heal the wounds!” Ancient Sea commanded.

“Yes, rudder master!” Chen Tianshan can't wait.

“Wait!” said the ancient sea suddenly.

“Hmm?”

“Chen Tianshan, you and Gao Xianzhi go out and hide the hole!” Ancient Sea commanded.

“Yeah, I almost forgot!” Chen Tianshanton smiled.

They quickly went to the entrance, erased the surrounding footprints, buried the entrance with a large number of scorched dead branches, and prevented the outsiders from discovering the anomaly.

Except for the pity master and the clothes sitting in the pool.

Ancient Sea, Gao Xianzhi, Chen Tianshan all fall off their coats, leave their trousers alone, and bathe their knees in the Spirit Springs.

Little Soft seems to be very happy with the watery spirituality, swimming by the ancient sea at this moment, desperately absorbing this blue spirituality.

For a while, the cave was silent, and everyone was baptized by the Spirit Springs.

Outside the hole, in the valley of worry, also went into silence, but not long after the silence outside the hole, about three hours later.

“Ah, help me, monster, monster, help me, brother! ”

“Run! Run! Run! The demon beast is coming! ”

“No, this demon beast isn't trying to kill us. It's driving us here. Why are you driving us here?" ”

“Ah, it's over, it's over, it's this valley? ”

“They're here to get revenge. Help! They're here to get revenge! ”

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In the valley, shouting Lian, the countless demonic beasts chased away, drove the outsiders who broke into the northern part of the congenital debilitation line here. In panic, the outsiders who used to kill here met again.

A great panic spreads in the hearts of all.