Sorry, I’ve Been Invincible for a Billion Years

Chu Lingzhen?

As soon as I heard the other party, I called the Chu Lingqi, I was sentenced to the quarter of the madness of God, first of the face.

immediately.

The eyes are sinking.

Turn off:

"This is impossible, how can you be Chu Lingxiao, this man is ..."

It's just that her words have not been finished.

It was directly interrupted by the old voice.

"You want to say, is he time and space in the eighth district?"

"you……"

The mad woman's father's face is another change, some can't eat it, and I want to say something.

From the current situation.

The other party seems to have been in the golden palace below, what can be, she is in the abyss, until now, I found it.

This is also the premise of the other party first.

unless!

The strength of the other party, more than she is too much, otherwise, how can she not be noticed?

"Why, this, don't you believe it?"

this moment.

The old voice just fell.

I saw a backbone's figure, under the abyss of the bottom, step by step, came out.

When the old voice, truly showed that he really looks like a moment, madwood women really feel this, you must see the ghost!

That is like!

Although it is slightly old!

But she is confident that she has not mistisred!

This is Chu Lingxiao!

"You ... how can you ..."

A moment.

The madwood, the emperor's eyes, with a pair of cattle eyes, a strong back, the next moment, the eyes were then couldn't help but look at the eighth time.

This look.

It is even more surprised.

She thought that this is just a trick of Chu Ling, but I didn't expect that the next level of time and space, at this moment, the extremely young Chu Lingxiao, but it is still on the knee!

how could this be!

Three Chu Ling?

Is the eighth district time and space?

From the sword of the nine heavens, there is one!

right now!

From the gold palace below the abyss, come out?

"You have not mistisred, our triple is one."

Smart sound.

Then, from the intellectual Chu Ling, pass it out, the madness of the madness, and couldn't help it.

"This ... this is impossible, how can there be in this world ... You are obviously three independent life!"

The madness of the madness blinded and shook his head.

to be frank.

She has never seen it, such as today, so strange scene.

three people.

Not through a certain unimaginable, creative, this is a separate existence.

But tell him.

Is the same person!

It is Chu Lingyi!

How do this trust?

Is it ...!

Suddenly.

Crazy Wuhuang, I thought about anything. When I was watching, I was angry. The next moment, I was unbelievable, and I looked at this intersessional Chu Ling.

"You think it's right, I will be the same flowers in Chu Ling, exactly, I am the same flowers in the air level."

Cang Lingxiao, said that the face could not help but show an emotion, as if I was recalling.

The sound is just a bit.

immediately.

Just sigh, helplessly shake the head:

"Unfortunately, I have the same flowers, I can't give the answer he wants, so ..."

I heard here.

The Queen of the madness, I feel that I have a heart, I'm going to be shocked, and I will continue to be the other party, say:

"So, you will be put ... Is it here?"

originally.

The madwood woman didn't want to use the word "put", in front of this old Chu Lingqi, but I think that the other party is the same flower, so I didn't think too much.

"Exactly, not put, but throw it here ..."

Cang Lingxiao, but a bitter shaking head, even if it is a madwood, he can feel that the other party is the same flowers, but it seems to have independent ideas.

Whenever you talk about this.

The face is inexplicably revealed.

Just when the madwood is emperor, he heard is that it is as being Chu Ling, and when he is here, her heart is also shocked.

Face is even more unnatural.

throw?

That's not it?

This man is crazy, and it is the same flowers that are their own, and I don't want it.

To know.

For her waiting for monks.

If you look for the same flowers of others, you may not be a hard thing, but if you find that you belong to yourself.

That's more difficult.

And now.

Even if she is in my heart, I don't want to admit it, I have to admit that the strength of Chu Lingxiao, who is still a difficult mountain.

That is the same flowers of this person.

It is more difficult to imagine.

But now!

What did she heard?

threw?

and many more!

its not right!

Just at this time, the quarter of the madness suddenly suddenly, and thought of another thing.

If it is the old Chu Ling.

Is the same flower!

How is the Chu Lingqi, still have a!

That just opened three pieces, it has reached the sky-level flower!

This is not interested in practitioners!

A monk!

How can I have two, I belong to my own same flow? !

"Just the figure you see, the first generation of the first generation of the first generation of the first generation of the nine heavens," is actually a flower. "

Crazy Wudu: "..."

However, the next moment.

Another sentence of Cang Lingxiao, but also the sweat of mad madness, and it couldn't help but vertically.

a pair of eyes.

It's a trembling.

I have to flew out!

What did you hear?

Not long ago, he saw the Sword of the Jiuzhong, the first generation of the world, and ... also the same flower of Chu Linghao!

This man!

Have a few different flowers!

"In fact, in a sense, we have these so-called same flowers, in his eyes, just some waste flowers, in his words, there is no use, but it is unfortunately the secret of our burial, but it is enough to change this world. , Pursue real reincarnation. "

Real reincarnation?

I heard this.

The madness is a pair of eyes, in an instant, just shun, suddenly looking forward to listening to the old Chu Ling, continue.

"Unfortunately, he said, he can't use it."

Crazy Wudu: "..."

"So, he must create the same flowers that belong to yourself. Now, that is, it belongs to his identical flowers."

Crazy Wudu: "..."

this moment.

The madness, the whole person is still funny, but the face of the old Chucong, the face is more lonely.

I have the same flower.

It was appreciated by its considers.

If the same flowers are also independent, I am afraid yourself, it will become a heterogeneous in the same flower.

"Ugh……"

But the next moment.

Cang Lao Lingxiao, but can't help but sigh again:

"But now, everything is over, his existence, has touched it ..."

boom!

Haven't finished it yet!

I heard a fuff from the eighth district time and space!

Even the entire banquet time and space, connect with the world's connection!

I have started a break!