My Super Estate

Chapter 2365 Wang Yang was seriously injured

puff……

Finally it fell out of the void, directly.

It's just that the Quartet is very powerful. I don't know who created such a terrible battle.

With just one blow, Wang Yang was already seriously injured.

Even if it hadn’t been for the best sword in his body, he was afraid that he would be killed there this time.

"In this way, Zhenfa Avenue, I'm afraid, that there are already some powerful players.

Even this person's strength is still very strong."

Unreal universe has all possibilities.

The entire Unreal Universe is a huge proving ground. Only the top powerhouse with the most powerful strength can get a step in one era.

Only by entering the real world, the avenue, can we truly integrate into the origin, and be recognized by the origin of the universe, in order to truly achieve one of the fundamental laws of the universe.

The so-called'Nature of Taoism' refers to the law of origin.

Only the original avenue can cover the entire unreal universe, and since then, it has truly embarked on the road of immortality and achieved the foundation of the immortality.

Obviously, the battlefield avenue is still a short time away, and it is still a long way from achieving the foundation of eternal immortality. Otherwise, there will be no deception.

"Could it be that the ancestors of this battle also shot?"

In addition to Wang's ancestors, Wang Yang really couldn't think of any other positions. There are some terrible existences that can be combined into a powerful battle line at will.

If it is really so powerful, I am afraid that it has long been in the universe, it is all the rage, and it is even more invincible on the battlefield of man and demon.

Blood sacrifice, plundering the source, etc. come down, I am afraid that it will not be weaker than myself.

Only, is this possible?

I really don't understand. In the end, Wang Yang also had to converge.

No matter what, now, the most important thing is to heal.

Even one must understand where he is now. Now, when he is seriously injured, he can no longer be easily found by others.

Now seriously injured, Wang Yang must do two things.

Hide yourself.

Get well soon.

"who are you??"

I just had some thoughts in my mind, and immediately, there were a large number of people and horses appearing.

This is a mortal team, the most, that is, a king, the other people, mostly people of the primordial spirit.

This kind of existence is also a powerful team in the ordinary world of thousands. Now, many people will regard Yuanshen as a god.

However, in the presence of Wang Yang, it is a mortal.

Whether it is strong or not depends on what you are the standard.

Similarly, whether it is a god, or not, depends on what you use as a standard.

Obviously, Wang Yang's eyes are on his own.

"Who are you?"

Here is a very extraordinary world.

With Wang Yang's vision, of course, he can see that the world is vast and the breath is vast.

In such a world, Wang Yang even felt the breath of the Avenue.

If there is a road, there will naturally be a cosmic overlord.

In a world with cosmic overlords, some little primitive gods, and even the king who preached the truth, that really belonged to mortals among mortals.

Although Wang Yang did not do it deliberately, it fell into the strongest of these, but it also proved that the king, most of whom were Yuanshen, was also majestic and uncomfortable.

thump……

Just a glance, but one by one, they all seemed to be rabbits met the tiger, all knelt in fright.

Don't say, how much strength you have.

This is simply not something between guts and guts.

That's the crush between life.

"Sir, forgiveness, forgiveness!"

This life is crushed, Muttel is too clear. In ordinary people, in the eyes of mortals, why have you been a king of witnesses?

A mortal has no power to fight back against himself. Of course, when facing such an adult, he also has no power to fight back.

"Well, are you here for Jiucai God Realm?"

The crushing of the level of life is not only reflected on the level of life, but also on the level of the soul.

With Wang Yang's level of life, just a glance, Mutel grew up, everything is like a blank piece of paper, easily detected by himself.

Including, this time, their coming mission.

Nine Colors God Territory.

A very mysterious area.

According to legend, it appears every year.

Is it true, no one knows, because, never seen it, but such a legend has been handed down.

This year, there is such a symptom.

Bao is, Wang Yang has some different ideas in mind.

Jiucai?

Among Wang Yang's memories, the most common in the universe is only colorful.

Nine colors, only the legendary, fairy light.

So, what is this special nine-color god realm?

"Yes!"

In front of such an existence, there is no secret. Muttel is very clear. His answer cannot influence the judgment of the adult, but it affects his value in the eyes of the adult.

Things without value are unworthy of existence.

People, too.

"Very well, now, you are gone!"

Wang Yang was not embarrassed.

Because, from his memory, Wang Yang already knows that there is an existence behind them.

It is not particularly powerful, but behind it, there is a weak presence.

The top priority is to heal and recover.

No one knows when the tracker will arrive. Before the tracker arrives, he must restore his strength. Otherwise, no matter how many treasures are owned by others.

Owned by others.

"Go, you haven't found this seat!"

There was still a sound in his ear, but Muttel had already retreated naturally.

When walking out of a certain distance, he was a shocker.

Then, wake up.

"Everyone, we must complete the task of the lord.

Our lives are adults, and it is our supreme pleasure to complete tasks for them."

What I just encountered is long gone in their memory.

There are too many differences in the level of life. The gap between the souls is even more terrifying. It is death or life, or circle or flatness. It has long been out of control.

The so-called referring to deer as horses is not only a metaphor but also a cognitive problem.

When your memory has been modified, then, in your eyes, the deer is the horse.

This is not a self-deception, just a common sense.

The so-called brainwashing is nothing more than that.

He would never have imagined that his memory has been moved by just a glance.

Even the relationship with the surrounding time and space has been modified by someone. No matter who it is, it is impossible. From his body, he can see a little problem.

The so-called killing kills the mouth, in contrast, it is simply weak burst.