The Beginning of Panlong: Three Realms in Vertical and Horizontal

"Doubt the emperor!" Li Ming nodded slightly at the statue of the human head and bird body.

The space-time distortion around Li Ming accelerated, Li Ming felt an invisible force twisted, but did not resist.

In the next moment, Li Ming appeared in a holy and vast hall.

The main hall is entirely composed of pure white jade.

Five jade pillars rushed straight into the sky.At the center of the five jade pillars, a huge stepped altar is looming.

"Illusory and true in mind?"

Li Ming flipped through the ancient books of the Immortal Palace of the Dao League, only to realize what kind of method this was.

The mind and strength together is also very vast and mysterious.

For example, the mind-power array, can also be called the mind-power world together, the pursuit is the balance and perfection of the mind-power world.

This is also the intersection of heart strength and formation. It belongs to both heart strength and formation..

In addition, there is a heart illusion purely aimed at Dao Xin.

In the line of mental violence, the mental power went further and further to attack and kill one.

Favor the illusory reality of reality and illusory change together.

The white jade altar in front of him seemed real, but illusory.

It is illusory, but it is indeed real.

To be precise, this white jade altar only exists in the mind of the emperor.

Is this a real altar?It all depends on the suspicion dominates-or the one mind he has left behind.

"Mr Xinliliu Dao, ascend to the altar and draw out the sword of darkness, so as to obtain my inheritance and become my second disciple."

"Inherit my method, inherit one of my treasures of the universe."

An ethereal voice echoed in the hall.

Holy and kind!

At that moment, even Li Ming felt an urge to kneel down and worship.

Suppressing the impulse at this moment with Taoism, Li Ming looked at the altar again.

In the pure white altar, there was an extra sword made of dark energy.

A magic sword that didn't exist in the last second.

An incomparably deep sword full of silence and killing intent.

"Pull him out, you will become my disciple and inherit my mantle!"

The voice slowly lowered, but Li Ming was sure that it was left by the Dominator of Doubt.

Without hesitation, Li Ming stepped on it.

The beginning of Panlong

Chapter 1012

In the scorching sun, in the sea of ​​yellow sand, camels hung bells and were dragged forward by merchants.

There are still nearly a hundred miles away from the known oasis, but the water in the camel team is no longer able to sustain it.

Either the entire caravan was killed in this sea of ​​sand, or ---some people had to be abandoned.

This is a secret that the entire caravan knows.

The night is quiet.

People's hearts are not quiet.

There was a trace of blood.

Once friends, companions, started the killing.

The body fell on the yellow sand, as if asleep, only the blood sucked by the yellow sand witnessed death.

A child under seven years old, lying behind a long-haired camel, stubbornly resisted crying.

And not knowing whether it was out of pity or disdain, after the killing, a seven-year-old child became a commodity.

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He, born as a beggar, was undoubtedly taught by a strange man when he was ten years old.

At the age of fifteen, with a small skill, he shot and killed a bully and occupied a local street.

Build your own little gang.

For more than 30 years, he has been regarded as the number one person in the arena, and in the city, he is the underground city lord, no less powerful than the county magistrate.

For thirty years, although inside has been cruel, but on the surface, he is also a gentry of the county, and he has done good things to build bridges and roads.

How come to middle age, but suffered such a disaster.

He breathed fire in his eyes and stared at the so-called famous young men.

It is indeed not bad to teach martial arts to other people.But suffering from the lack of resources for cultivation in his youth, he missed the best opportunity for cultivation, and he could barely be regarded as a top-notch master in the arena.

For these famous disciples who "hoe the strong and support the weak", they are sure to win one-on-one, but the other party is definitely not the opponent.

Seeing that his most beloved young son died under the other's hands, he gritted his teeth with anger, but he also cried faintly when he heard the opposite of joy.

"Junior Sister Huang, today's big enmity must be avenged!"

"This old thief must be killed."

"Are you here to seek? It's extremely, how many people I have killed for power in these years."

"That girl surnamed Huang was originally the orphan of the old Huang family..."

"But if you want to kill me, just show your true ability!"

The iron palm flew, and he killed it.

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