Everlasting Immortal Firmament

Too Upper Titan's face is a little white. After all, "Too Upper Scripture" is not the first display. It needs a lot of wear and tear.

Today, too big a giant has been pushed to the max, and every moment is a terrible drain.

The myth is too great. I thought I could overwhelm the Moral Book immediately. The Moral Book also gathers an old man. Is that the ancient sea? The momentum is not weak. The myth is too much.

I want to extinguish the moral scriptures with mythology too much, but it is still not enough. The moral scriptures are as powerful as day and day.

The two sides climbed each other's momentum, prompting the Quartet's rules of heaven and earth.

Surrounded by purple gas, white gas, and even more peripheral, Tiantian's thirty-third city is a cloud rolling, lightning thunderbolt, but the rules are volatile, and the sky is dark.

In Tianyin City, there is a life line of northern meditation, so the struggle between the two holy scriptures did not cause much damage. The people around them have already held their breath and died watching the ancient sea constantly recite new scriptures.

In heaven and earth, as the rules above the laws of the Avenue tend to dance, the sound of the array of moral scriptures is constantly sounded, as if countless ghosts are chanting. The sound is louder, even stronger than the scriptures.

Too initially, I looked enthusiastically at the ancient sea, and then I looked enthusiastically at the moral scripture under Bingie's pen, which was the first text, the first volume, the first pen. It represents the supreme authority of morality.

Not only too early, the Qing Emperor, Conti, and countless powerful people from all quarters stared at the moral scriptures.

It's not weak anymore. It's too biblical. Too supra scripture, no one dares to stain fingers, it is one of the treasures of Banju's town religion, but this is not a moral scripture.

This ancient sea, it's just the Yuan Baby Realm, a weak kid who can't be weak anymore.

Baby's got a baby, baby's touching.

Far away, in the tavern.

Lord Tang's eyebrows locked deep: “Old man, are you looking for death? Write holy scriptures? Can you hold it? Even if you get caught and forced to write every day. Old man, alas! ”

Lord Tang thought, of course, of the ancient sea, but the ancient sea must be written at this moment.

The myth on the other side was so clear that it seemed like a super dusty fairy, gently swallowed the dust, as if the heavens and the earth had suddenly lit up.

The myth is too cold to look at the myth opposite me.

“Who are you?” Mythology is too cold.

In the cold voice, the words follow, seemingly forming a stream of water from the sky river, straight towards the mythical old man across the street.

Mythical old man ignored it.

Because with the recitation of the ancient sea, Bingie has written the last paragraph.

“Words are not beautiful, words are not good. The righteous do not discern, and the defenders are unjust. Knowers don't blog, bloggers don't. Saints don't accumulate. Thought there was already a man. The more you think of yourself, the better. The way of heaven does not harm. The way of saints does not fight! ”

“Buzz!”

Finally, the "Moral Scriptures" suddenly shed billions of purple lights, laying the ground, instantly scattering the atmosphere too upright around.

The mythical old man suddenly opened his mouth and exhaled in a clear breath, suddenly divided into three parts.

Three strands of Qing Qing slowly condense. Slowly, three thousand shadows emerged. Weiwei is infinite. One of them, the appearance and the myth across the street, were so incredibly imaginary.

But when I saw that the myth was too superficial to speak, and then formed a heavenly river, and ran towards me, the giant probe that looked very similar across the street.

“Boom!”

The day the river broke apart.

“What's that? Another myth too much?” Someone was surprised.

“How can there be too much myth in the ancient sea's moral scriptures? ”

“The old man spit it out, three? Who are those three? ”

“How could this moral scripture be so weird? ”

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Only the ancient sea could see that it was me who vaporized and cleared.

But suddenly the three spitting men worshipped the elderly with humility.

“Too clean and moral, see the Holy Lord!” That looks exactly like the myth, respectfully.

“Yu Qing Yuan, see the Holy Lord! ”

“Superior Spiritual Treasure, meet the Holy Lord! ”

Three spit out actually respectfully to the old man.

The old man nodded, shaking his figure, and suddenly disappeared into the Book of Morals.

Only Sanqing was left standing at high altitude to honor the departure of the elderly.

Turn to the other side of the myth too much.

The Great Dry King suddenly stood up.

Far away too early, future Buddha, Blue Emperor, Conti all stared.

“Sanqing? The moral scriptures, once written, teach the teachings of Wanshou?” Too suddenly his eyes glared and suddenly he became enthusiastic about the volume of the Book of Morals.

“Unlimited Life Buddha. Which one is Sanqing?” The future Buddha is also shaken.

“I want to know everything about the ancient sea.” Conti silenced a subordinate channel.

The Qing Emperor stared at the ancient sea with a slight glimmer of enthusiasm in his eyes: "This man of the ancient sea, I must get it! ”

Sanqing came out, the myth across the street was too slight.

“Impossible, how can you write the three pulses of my Manjudo teachings? God bless you, please destroy the falsehoods and give me back my scriptures!” Too much for a giant to drink.

“Mmm!” The myth nodded too much.

When the dust suddenly swept out of his hand, he brought out a rule tentacle and headed straight for the other side.

Sanqing is still in motion. The moral dignity of Sanqing is also suddenly swept away. It also brought out a rule tentacle.

“Boom!”

Two dusts, two rules collide in the void. In a moment, it suddenly brings out a tremendous shock, and the void vibrates. The dust is frozen, the rules are frozen, but, as everyone can see, the moral dignity is better than the battle, the death is pressed, as if to crush the other party's rules.

“Same rule, how do you...!” Too superior for a giant gaze.

“Your rules in exchange for references are indestructible, otherwise your passage will be obsolete and useless!” Ma chan shouted in the air.

Referrals in exchange for scripture?

“No, you can't ruin my sutra!” Too superior for a giant gaze.

“Boom!”

A loud noise, the mythical dust exploded, and the rule tentacles, instantly exploded into fragments, which were suddenly absorbed by the rules of the ancient sea's too clear moral dignity.

“Won, hahaha, won!” People are excited all the time.

The result, however, was unacceptable to countless cultivators.

The ancient sea just wrote the moral scriptures, even stronger than the Tai Shang scriptures? How is that possible? But that's the truth. The rules in front of us collide with the scriptures, too much sutra.

You can see, too much of the scripture on the scroll, instantly dissipated into powder.

“The slaughter fell, the immortal battle!” Shang Qing Ling Bao Tian Ding shouted loudly.

“Boom!”

Suddenly, four divine swords flew out of the prized sleeve of Lingbao, blasting into the top of the myth.

“Boom!”

Again, forming a huge hanging force seems to kill too many myths.

The myth waved too much, and yet another group of rules ran out of resistance.

“The Catholic Sword Array? Isn't that seven handles? How come it's four handles?” Someone suddenly screamed.

“All Catholic? Moral scriptures are everywhere?” Too superior for a giant gaze.

“Too good a giant, please exchange references, otherwise you too good a scripture and another scripture will perish!” Sima drinks high and wide.

“Knock, knock! ”

The hanging power of the Immortal Sword Array is horrible. The rules that shock the mythology are trembling and seem to be breaking apart.

“Giant, this is the root scriptural rule of the scriptures, can't be ruined!” A disciple too good to be anxious.

“Huh, okay, ten references!” Too superior for a giant gaze.

“Buzz!”

Ten Suggestions to illuminate the Too Upper Titan, suddenly emerged from the Too Upper Titan, pouring into the rule tentacles.

“Buzz!”

The four swords swept slightly and seemed to break apart, but it was not enough.

“Giant, not enough!” That's too good a disciple to be anxious.

“Forty!” Too upstanding for a giant to look like.

“Boom!”

The light of the forty proponents burst into the four swords of the immortal and followed them straight to the ancient sea.

“Buzz!”

Suddenly, the ancient sea was illuminated with forty more references.

“What is this? How did the Sword Array get hit back?” The ancient sea frowned.

“The references are given by heaven. All the laws and rules in heaven and earth are coordinated by heaven. Although Mr. Gu's sword array is powerful, the will of heaven allows it to return, it must return!” Sima explained.

“The Book of Morality, cannot go against the will of heaven?” The ancient sea looked heavy.

Chief Simma nodded empty-handed.

Even so, the strength of the moral scriptures has deeply shocked everyone in the Quartet. That's too much scripture. Do you have to give in?

But the ancient sea was the words that suddenly echoed Li Ear in his mind. He was not a fairy and could not face the heavens.

It turns out, even if you're strong, you can't beat yourself in front of the sky?

The heart of the ancient ocean is deep, but the moral scriptures and the supreme scriptures are still in contention.

One collision, the scriptures are constantly changing.

There are also places where moral scriptures are undefeated, and some of the references are snatched back by too many giants, but, overall, moral scriptures prevail.

Forty, 80, 100, 200.

Guhai won more and more references.

Dry officials got excited.

Until the last scripture collided.

“Boom!”

“Pfft!”

Too many giants bled out, shriveled down, too much weather, suddenly retracted the scroll. It's all over. Fight over.

Too much scripture, half missing.

Not to say it's obsolete, but at this moment, the power of "Too Much Scripture" is much weaker than at the beginning of one, but too much.

Endless years of wrap-up, halfway through.

And the Book of Morals, it's a letter, purple gold, and the stars are shining.

Moral weather has suddenly shrunk back.

A comparison of moral scriptures and suprascriptures, victorious with morality.

The number of references around the ancient sea has risen to 5,000. Half of the references. That way, you can stay undefeated. Dry officials naturally cheer the freckles.

Ten thousand references.

Ancient Sea: 5,000.

Too many giants: 4,990.

Ten calligraphy bulk repairs: 10