v5 Chapter 220： Jade Jane Passes Through to the True World (2/2)
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Wan Zhang's arm protruded from within nothingness, arrogant and invincible, like the ancient gods and fiercely shot down at that majestic man. Facing the bombardment of this arm, the man scolded him from the sky with an endless sorrow, his body turned into a streamer, screamed through the space, rushed towards that arm, and went forward.
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Over a vast sea, the man wept with blood, holding a cloth cloth in his hand. The picture went silently and silently, but at this moment suddenly came the voice of unwillingness to drink.
”My world prepares for 100,000 years and counterattacks the superiors. At this moment, they are still defeated, and 150,000 friends are stunned. I am unwilling!
”What is the existence of the so-called clans? How can the thousands of monks in my community be willing to be nurtured by others!”
”Today, my generation is dead and gone, but the tinder is not extinguished. One day, our descendants will continue to move forward, vowing to break all these mysteries, and return to me!”
The man yelled, his voice was sorrowful, and between the heavens and the earth, the wind and the sea changed. The man instantly tore the residual image into three pieces, threw his hand into the world, and the figure collapsed and disappeared into the fly ash. But when the man's figure dissipated, there was a final picture coming out. Under the nine peaks, in the valley, the clouds were scattered by the wind, some blood vines were densely packed, and each rattan was entwined. The end of a monk pierced his head. Within this valley, the number of monks was endless, and their brows were clean,
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My monks are not afraid of bitterness, hardships, or robberies, even if the killing is serious, there is no regret!
My monks have unwillingness and unyielding intentions, even if they are never revived, they never bow their heads.
My monk, one day, he will break the cricket, and put all those tens of thousands of years of calamity on him!
My monk, even if it is silent for thousands of years, we must not forget this, and we must not forget it!
Never forget, never forget, never forget,
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Frames passed in front of me, and a roar roared and throbbed in the chest, making Seventeen seem to be standing among the ancient ancestors, watching them fight desperately, and counterattack Starfield 6, but died without regret.
Since setting foot in the realm of cultivation, a long-lost excitement has appeared in his heart, making Qi Qi want to roar loudly, and he can kill violently by killing and killing.
The picture scroll slowly disappeared, and the sound disappeared. The entire jade slippery fell into a dim atmosphere, but at this moment, a figure of a monk standing upright in a green robe appeared, carrying his hands, his face was slightly blurred and unreal.
”My name is Xiao Chen.” The monk Qingpao started, his voice roaring like a **** roaring, and drilled into the one-seven yuan god, making his body tense for an instant. Regarding this fierce name in the realm of cultivation, it is rumored to kill ten million people. The horror of living beings is just as awesome and terrifying in his heart.
”You have waited until the picture scroll was read, but it was obtained in this early years. You can swear by the demon to show that there is no falsehood, only because I have been to the Starfield 6 and I have fought with the monk. I have killed blood vines raised by my ancestors. ”
”To spread this jade brief all over the world today, I want to spread this dust to the endless years in the long river, so that my countless monks can know how much suffering my family experienced before the ancient times! Tens of thousands of years ago, 150,000 ancestors desperately resisted. Although they eventually died, they broke up the captives of the tribe and returned you and I to survive in the human world. Otherwise, I am afraid that you will still be harvested at any time. . ”
”Although the Shang tribe has retreated, my tribe ca n’t just forget it like this after suffering. But if there is a hot-blood tribe in your chest, see the scroll in the jade bamboo slips in your hands. Among them are the fallen and even killed senior monks. There may be ancestors of you and me. With such great hatred, the water of heaven and earth cannot be washed away. Only the blood of the enemy ’s heart can elute the stigma of tens of thousands of years in the imprint of our lives. The dead soul rests! ”
”Dongxuanzhou Huangji Family Hongmeng Palace was controlled by the upper clan's evil conspiracy, and the four ancient families of Mo, Mu, Shang, and Yun's families all helped to help them. This time, they used thunder to kill them. Hongmeng Palace and the four ancient groups completely wiped out the last remnants of the upper class in our world! From today, Dongxuanzhou will be renamed Hongmeng Hall. This seat will re-create the Hongmeng vein and take the millennium to enhance the overall strength of the spiritual world In the next millennium, this seat will break the upper clan to seal the town of human world, and then start the road of ascension. After that, anyone who has been cultivated above the realm can get spiritual guidance without suffering under the avenue. Struggling! ”
”This is the end of this statement. The vast expanse of Zhao Guoxiao's family and the great expanse of Han Hai's forbidden ancestors have opened a transmission line to reach the Hongmeng Hall. The heart of the **** people can come here!”
At this point, the content of Yujian disappeared, and the figure of the monk Qingpao disappeared.