Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go Chapter 855: God? Nian Zhiwei, happy pink lotus, lover blossoms


Divine minds are the immortal obsessions left over by the powerful above the emperor.

Generally speaking, every time a **** wants to break the seal, it will cause a catastrophe.

After all, most of this kind of deity thoughts are evil thoughts, which are the negative emotions of the strong emperor realm.

During his lifetime, a strong emperor can suppress his negative emotions.

But after the fall, negative emotions will explode, forming a brutal deity.

Of course, there is no lack of peace, even a trace of benevolent divine thoughts.

But that kind of deity is too little.

At least the Seven Sins Deities in the God Ruins World are not of that type.

At this moment, the lotus stone sculpture is broken.

A beautiful pink lotus suspended in the air.

A terrifying coercion that is enough to suffocate, pour out all directions!

Ling Yuan only felt a strong and desperate breath, bursting out.

In front of this breath, even if she is as proud as her, she feels instantly transformed into ants and dust.

This is no longer an order of magnitude.

"Is this the breath of the mythical emperor Cannian?"

Ling Yuan's face was as pale as paper, and her breathing was a little unsmooth.

Under the pressure of such a breath, she felt extremely small, and her heart was filled with despair.

This is a kind of gap between dragon and ant.

The mythical emperor, too strong, too strong.

It has become a mythical existence.

Even just the breath released by the remaining deity's thoughts is enough to crush the supreme in an instant.

"Is this palace going to die here?"

Ling Yuan couldn't help thinking.

She and Jun Xiaoyao didn't have the slightest resistance in front of this god.

Thinking of this, Ling Yuan couldn't help looking at Jun Xiaoyao.

But what surprised her a bit.

Jun Xiaoyao has a long body, and there is no wave on his handsome face.

The Taishan collapse did not change its color.

Under this desperate situation, Jun Xiaoyao still didn't have any despair on his face, but frowned slightly, as if thinking about something.

Ling Yu didn't know why, she was actually a ghost, leaning against Jun Xiaoyao.

Yes, Lingyuan is noble and proud.

But she, no matter how cold and domineering, is still a woman.

Under such a desperate situation, I will instinctively look for a support.

And Jun Xiaoyao is undoubtedly the most solid support.

He has always been able to bring security to women.

Jun Xiaoyao didn't feel anything when he felt a tender body leaning against him.

At the moment, his attention is focused on the pink lotus flower.

The Seven Sins Deity Concept, which represents the Seven Original Sins.

And the happy pink lotus in front of you undoubtedly represents the **** in the seven original sins.

Along with the bursts of light, a fuzzy and slender figure emerged from the Huanxi pink lotus.

The figure was shrouded in dim light, with long hair falling down to the heel.

The whole person's face is blurred, like a **** standing in the long river of time.

Jun Xiaoyao knows that Qingdi has no gender.

Because its body is a chaotic green lotus, after transformation, there is no distinction between men and women at all.

"How many years has it been..."

A faint sigh was heard from the vague figure.

The voice cannot be distinguished by men and women, and I just feel shaken.

This vague figure is so powerful that it is above the heavens.

Even Jun Xiaoyao felt a kind of suffocation.

Ordinary Tianjiao, in this case, he will definitely feel unstable and think that he is smaller than the dust.

But Jun Xiaoyao didn't have this emotion.

He is confident, just give him time.

The mythical emperor can be surpassed!

Boom!

The fuzzy figure cast a faint glance at Jun Xiaoyao and Ling Yuan.

The eyes are extremely indifferent.

As soon as you point out, you will get rid of Jun Xiaoyao and Lingyuan.

Ling Yuan leaned behind Jun Xiaoyao, gritted her silver teeth, and prepared to sacrifice her hole cards.

Jun Xiaoyao is also raising his mind and preparing for a great move.

He doesn't have the habit of just waiting to die.

At this moment, there were wisps of regular patterns hanging down in the void.

Like a shackle, imprisoning that god.

"It is the rule left by the Qing Emperor in the world of the gods." Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flashed.

In the world of God Ruins, only the quasi-extreme combat power is allowed to appear at the highest level.

The previous breath of this divine mind clearly surpassed the quasi-superior, so it attracted the rules and restrictions of the world of the gods.

Under the restrictions of the rules, the breath of this god's mind dropped sharply.

Finally reached the quasi-supreme breath.

But even so, the power of this god's mind is far more powerful than the quasi-supreme like Snake Yasha and others.

With a single finger pointing down, with the powerful physique of the ancient sacrament of Jun Xiaoyao, there is a feeling of being overwhelmed.

Jun Xiaoyao sacrificed the Qi Ding, the mother of all things, the thick and simple big Ding is the strongest defense.

Dang!

A drum-like sound of morning bell and evening sounded.

The **** Nianyi pointed on the cauldron of the mother of all things.

The powerful counter-shock force directly caused Jun Xiaoyao's figure to retreat a hundred feet, his body churned with blood and his bones creaked.

Ling Yuan on the side was also shaken back.

But because Jun Xiaoyao resisted, she only suffered some minor injuries, and a ray of blood shed from the corner of her mouth.

Divine Mind stands on the Huanxi pink lotus, and the lotus crosses the void.

"This is a bit troublesome." Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.

The idea of ​​a **** is so troublesome, almost invincible in the world of the gods.

If the seven paths come out together, no one can stop it.

In the end, if it merges and forms evil thoughts of the gods, even if the emperor quasi comes, it is estimated that it will be difficult to resist.

At the moment, this **** wants to kill again.

Just at this critical moment.

In the spring of life in the universe in Jun Xiaoyao, that simple lotus seed trembling violently.

The glorious brilliance is washing away, and various mysterious and primitive runes emerge from the lotus seed.

The deity's mind suddenly stopped as if it had sensed something.

After that, God Nian gave Jun Xiaoyao a deep look.

That gaze was actually filled with a faint jealousy, as if he was wondering about something.

"Wait, I will perish forever..." The **** said intently.

As this sentence fell, God Nian raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

In an instant.

In the entire valley, all the lover flowers bloom almost at the same time.

Countless pink pollen forms a pink mist, filling this space.

Love for a day, love for thousands of years.

A flower can sink people.

Not to mention the lover's flowers in the mountains and plains, even the real supreme powerhouse, will lose and sink here, lose their minds, and be permanently trapped in the illusion of sex.

Jun Xiaoyao and Ling Yuan were instantly submerged in a thick pink mist.

When God Nian Nian saw this, he stepped on Happy Fenlian and left this space.

There is more important thing to do with this divine mind, and that is the unity of the seven divine minds.

And in the mist of the lover's flower.

Jun Xiaoyao felt that his body and soul were being corroded~IndoMTL.com~ began to feel groggy.

At the same time there is a kind of ** emerging.

Fortunately, Jun Xiaoyao's primordial spirit is extremely powerful, and even some real supreme ones are not better than Jun Xiaoyao.

So he can hold on for longer.

In addition, in the inner universe, that simple lotus seed also exudes a light breath, helping Jun Xiaoyao to be sober and wise.

So Jun Xiaoyao can keep the spiritual platform clear and bright for the time being.

"It is necessary to refine the Hell Soul Demon Flower to make my soul power stronger, and then it is possible to get rid of it."

Jun Xiaoyao thought, preparing to take out the Hell Soul Demon Flower to refine.

At this moment, a gasp made Jun Xiaoyao raise his eyebrows.

Ling Yuan, who was leaning against him, stretched out her jade-white lotus arm and hugged Jun Xiaoyao.

"What do you want to do?" Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.


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