Transcending the Nine Heavens

The night drunken face became more painful, the sweat beads appeared on his forehead constantly, and then he fell on the ground, and the ground was already wet...

He hadn't even noticed that a dozen timelines had already been exceeded, and he was just completely immersed in the choice.

“I don't choose, I die. ”

“I choose my parents, and I will still die. ”

“But if I choose myself, my parents will die. ”

At this time, the night drunkenness is like nervousness. Mumbling, the eyes are becoming more and more frenzied, the look is becoming more intense...

The weirdo gazed and slowly revealed a smile filled with pride.

Almost.

I've seen a lot of people before, not even a lot of highly practitioners, but at the end of the day I chose selfishness without exception; I chose myself; this kid was brutally widowly poisoned and killed the unblinking people of the river and lake, and there was no surprise in how I chose the last level.

He will definitely make the "right” choice!

As soon as he read it, the weirdo's tongue hung out unconsciously and greedily licked against his lips. As soon as the boy made his choice, the Heavenly Origin would form, and he would immediately devour half of it and make up for his own demonic trauma.

This kid's got a low strength, but he always makes up for one percent, doesn't he?

As long as I continue to do so, one day, I will be able to fully recover and even improve, because in this world, no one can stop me or compete with me for resources. Although this is a dump, I can qualitatively change and improve indefinitely due to quantitative changes!

By then, the heavens and the earth will go where they want to go!

Think of it here and speed up the further stimulation of the Night Drunk Soul. Although this moves to use its own energy of origin, once achieved, the return is considerable!

This is one of the most powerful magic gates and the strongest one since ancient times.

Suddenly, he raised his head drunk at night, spraying blood at the same time in the seven tricks, howling: “Ah ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~"

Cruel pride in the eyes of strangers. Knowing that Night Drunk has made the final choice, and that Night Drunk's Eyebrow is full of black air at this moment. Obviously, he chose himself “correctly”, otherwise there would be no signs of a build-up of black gas.

People, they are selfish. Weird people ridiculously think that when the mood relaxes for a while and the soul blockade is lifted, you have to lean forward...

However, at this moment, the mutation suddenly appeared, and the black air of the night's drunken eyebrows dissipated violently, almost as much as possible between the fingers of the bullet, dissipating without a trace!

Weird man, not yet instantly aware of what happened, night drunkenness has yelled out: “My parents can't die! You can't die. You can't die! Say nothing to die! ”

He tried his best to roar: “If I die, I die... If I die, I die, ah ah ah...”

Heartbeat, eyebrowbeat, retreat like a tide!

The strange man shouted, only felt his soul was struck hard by this sudden choice to return, the mind just relaxed, at this moment suddenly an absolute accident occurred, he just removed the spirit blockade, suddenly.

The trance suffered a huge backlash, dark in front of her eyes, her throat grunted, and a bite of black blood appeared.

“Fuck! How did that happen? How did that happen?” Weird people don't hit a spot.

This is definitely not what the weirdo expects!

“Ahhh...” Night drunkenness roared, the moment I made the final choice, the magic around me instantly became confused, but it was the weirdo who was suddenly reversed, the magic formation turned from stable to disordered, the night drunkenness suddenly regained its clarity, and all I could think about was one thing in my heart - I want to go back to see my parents!

Suddenly he jumped up and shouted: "Dad! Mother!”

Spread her legs, pounding and running away, the instant room actually comprehensively highlighted the encirclement of magic, lightning rushing out of the dense forest along the way, despite the mystery of the mind, still ran without a trace.

The cooked duck is flying! The duck that was about to enter his mouth, suddenly resurrected, flew away?

That weird guy almost threw up blood. Oh, not almost, but already spitting blood.

The eyes were filled with incredible and infinite shock, and there was also a strong enough raging thought to almost become substance, to become angry with shame.

What the fuck is this?

Not only did he smash ten and nine stable things, but he even suffered a long time ago. At that moment, he couldn't stop the other party from leaving. He actually watched the Demonic Array fail, and the boy grew...

What the fuck is that called? How did that happen? Is this kid still a chick?

A big unexpected change, this kid ran away!

And make yourself shriveled here to vomit blood...

“I... fuck!!..." The weirdo felt his intestines were all tangled up into seventy or eighty bucks, and he finally couldn't help but vomit the most classic curse since ancient times.

“Did I actually see a ghost alive today... it was already infinitely close to success... Otherwise I wouldn't relax my spiritual control and prepare to accept the fruits, but I suffered accidentally...” The weirdo scratched his scalp and looked depressed: “But what's the matter with this grandmother? ”

If there is another person, such as the one who has always been a warrior, the one who has been a glorious moon... If this demonic formation fails, it fails. There is nothing to say that it is rare to succeed with a natural tock...

But who is this night drunk? But the devil who cultivated Heavenly Demon Kung Fu!

Aren't the bones good enough to practise magic on the Nine Heavens? If not, why fail!?

Really, really incomprehensible, unbelievable, unbelievable!

Also, not only did the demonic heart conversion ceremony fail, but it was able to break through the demonic formation on its own - just a little shrimp rice repair!

How is that possible?

This Heavenly Demon weirdo feels his mind is a little out of use.

Too many impossible, just appeared!?

If it weren't for the late night drunkenness cultivation, the weirdo even suspected that the night drunkenness was actually the incarnation of a super demon, playing games with himself here...

“It's fucking amazing!” He muttered to himself: “This one over here... can't be the same person... right? ”

Think about it, or decide to take a break first. If this is one too, give me a backlash - boom, boom, boom, boom! This time I have to wait until I've absorbed the source before I can lift the blockade!

If it fails again, then there really is no reason...

After an unexpected and heavy traumatization, the devil came to Lawrence with a slight recovery of his condition, with a tenuous caution.

Honestly, France is by no means the best option. It's not bad. The magic level of France is too much higher than that of night drunkenness. If it attracts his magic, the effect is definitely too much greater than that of night drunkenness. However, France's strength is also too much higher than that of night drunkenness. Therefore, the potential danger is naturally too much greater than that of night drunkenness...

However, the Lord of Law has been the last hope of the Titan Weird, especially after the unexpected strike back by the night drunk ant.

To say that the real force of the Tianjin Weird Man is basically invincible in this world, he usually wants to play with the magic prince is much like playing, but he has now exceeded the limits that ordinary people can tolerate. If he doesn't listen, there may be a danger to his life if he moves, and if he breathes unevenly, he may be fatal; if he doesn't get the support of the Tianjin Origin anymore, he can only wait to die in serious injury.

France has been waiting for a very short time. Due to the blockade of the fog, he could not hear the slightest movement over there, nor did he know what was happening at this moment of night drunkenness. Although both sides were just a short distance away, they were completely covered in drums.

This is the hallmark of higher levels of celestial magic. Even if the life of the celestial monster is in danger, and even if it may fall at any time, the celestial powers he operates can still completely block the sensation of legal pride. Reality's temporary relative disparity cannot be overtaken by the absolute gap in instinct.

Father's heart is firm, not comparable to the night drunk, he doesn't care what happens to the night drunk, he just always insists on his choice.

Until the last step.

When the voice of the Heavenly Demon Weird man sounded again, Father opened his eyes slightly.

After listening to the rules of the game, Father's face moved slightly, and this new rule of the game, some of which seemed to be unexpected to him, also surpassed others.

But Father still took the test calmly.

The first removed, no surprise, was the mistress's concubine.

“Wife and concubine, at best it's just a pleasure in life; woman, it's just a play, a simple play; if it's a woman that blocks other pleasures in life, it's just a fool! ”

That was the reason for the Lord's choice; when he chose to abandon it, he did not even feel any pain at all.

Clean and clean, you make choices.

Second, he gave up the heavens. Number three, he gave up his orders to the world.

Beginning with the fourth item, France finally became drunk at night, began struggling and began suffering.

Because the rest, strong body, invincible in the world, immortal, only my honor, family of parents, life and death brothers.

He didn't want to give up any of the six items.

The pain inflicted on Lazheng is no less than before the night drunkenness. Although his cultivation, his heart and mind are completely unspeakable than the night drunkenness, the punishment of this game is in the illusion of the great battle, against his soul, spirit, not related to the cultivation of himself into high and low. Wrong, this is not the case. With the current strength of the demonic weirdo, it is also necessary to pay the price to inflict so much pain on Lazheng.

Though infinite pain existed, Father was not afraid of a little bitter moaning, even though his head was shattered, like a thorn, he did not make a single moan, even his face did not appear twisted, just the pain was sweaty as rain.

With the prolongation of time, the pain and aggravation suffered by Lawrence has gradually exceeded the maximum before the night drunkenness, but Lawrence still persists; because of his endurance, thanks to his own mental and physical cultivation, but not the night drunkenness comparable, the more the pain, the divine color of Lawrence is more and more stable!

After choosing, if it succeeds, it is the Body of the Heavenly Demon, the world is invincible.

If not, the ashes will go out!

What's OK?

What can't?!

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< I feel a little nervous these days… > (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)