“This... what is this?”

Yemer and Weaving are a little embarrassed.

Half-way, the two of them turned back to God, looked at each other, and their faces showed a terrible color.

The magic of the imperial war sword of the road method was brushed away, and the fairy art born in the "memorial" formed by Yemer's cultivation was also broken down, which is incomparable and unimaginable.

This is a fairy art, the real anti-theoeuvre that needs fairy gas to excite, but now it is mysterious from this origin, and the divine light that Wei can not know the geometric light has collapsed!

“Have you ever seen such a thing in the record?”

Ye Mo held up the shock in his heart and asked the knitting.

“The light of God... it is incredible that a mere light will crush the magic of the fairy arts, and it is hard to imagine that there will be such a magic in the world.”

Weaving incense Xuan meditated, but did not find the magic spells related to the fairy world in memory, and all kinds of means.

Yemer frowned, hesitated, and said, "This god has a blue, yellow, red and black and white."

This light is very extraordinary, come and go very fast, even he almost failed to capture its true shape, so that he opened the yin and yang holy eyes at the moment, at this time said out, to provide a hint of woven incense.

Ye Mo just finished, weaving Xiang Xuan has been unable to help but look at the beauty of the eye, the beautiful face is full of shock, blurt out: "Five-colored light!"

“The five-colored light?”

Yemer was stunned again, completely unaware of the magic of another fairy world, and did not know what it represented.

"In that last Xian Dao era, there was one of the most brilliant and brilliant battle for the gods, fighting for the road luck, the sealers, who can follow the footsteps of the immortals in the world to leave the ancestral star, step into the starry sky, and leave the source star that has gradually collapsed."

"These five-colored shiipans have shined in this battle of gods, and it is necessary to have the top figures at the master level to suppress it, which is terror, and its essence is five lines, which is turned into five gods and lights, all the magic treasures are taken away, and all the magic is broken."

Weaving the garlic with admiration.

“Five lines of light?”

Ye Mo’s heart moved, vaguely touched, but he couldn’t think of the key for a moment, and turned his attention to another key word: “The battle of God?”

“Yes, the battle of God.”

Wein Xiangxuan said: "That fairy world, no, the ancestor of the origin of the star is very strange, the Xian Dao people in the second Xian Dao era and mortals are very close, the origin is very deep, in a dynasty called summer to reach the peak, but after the summer business and Zhou end, with the human world of the dynasty change as a chessboard, the fairy people each support a force, in this game."

"However, after this, the immortals who were able to seal the gods in the Second Xian Dao era left the original ancestor star, and then there were no more fairy characters, at most, some legends, and occasionally chance, and the successful characters of cultivation left some traces in history."

"Not only that, the people of the Second Xian Dao era are also good at camouflage and cover up history, such as the battle of the gods, which spread to the afterlife, and then become the game that the great people read, the products of the great plunder, the losers in the battle of the gods are on the list of gods, and they are sold for the so-called heaven."

Ye Mo heard the words in silence, shook his head slightly, and smiled bitterly: "It seems to be really... sad, there is no strength, not only to be played in the applause, even the truth can not know."

If it had not been on the fairy road, if it had not stood at today's height, Ye Mo would have been married and had children in the dust, worked hard for a lifetime, and passed through melessly.

In fact, this does not mean that it is good to be ignorant or to see it well.

Ignorance is good, easy to be satisfied, stable and stable.

Seeing clearly is also good, as long as you know a little bit, you are eager to know more, and those who see a corner of the truth are not willing to focus on this corner.

Wesing Xiang Xuan is more pessimistic, sneered: "It is not only playing with the applause, living in a world created by a high level of existence, I think this is the truth, and even some so-called historians, as well as scholars who excavate antiquities, is ridiculous, like those humble and poor creatures on the land of Kyushu, one day to find out something from a battlefield or ancient place, how proud, how lucky, think that the history and antiquities research how far-reaching significance, in fact, but only high-level characters to make them believe."

“History ... there has never been any history in this world, nor is history required, and true history exists only in the imprint of this world and in the long river of time.”

Ye Mo heard a little surprised, and then relieved, want to weave the incense should see more things, to her touch a lot, but these and him, and this moment has little to do.

The cultivator, the Fa-world nature, the creation of magic, the path of the fairy, the landing of eternity, this meaningless, unrealistic thing, no one will care.

“Is there any way to deal with these five colors?”

Yemer frowned and asked.

“No, the five-colored light has been suppressed, and in that battle, only one of the top figures at the head of the professor could do it, but it did not make sense.”

Weaving the incense of the garlic head slightly, nothing to do.

“What method did the man use?”

Although knowing it is not necessarily useful, Yemer asked a question.

"This master-level character uses the magic treasure seven treasures to deal with the five-colored god of the main Kong propaganda, the seven treasures of the wonderful tree to be condensed with seven treasures, for gold, silver, glazed... etc., but this is definitely not a common thing, how can we learn from it?"And whether the seven treasures can suppress the five-colored light is also difficult to say, after all, this master of the master of the cultivation of the man to crush the Confucian, a cultivation for repression, how to do not hand to capture it?"

Weaving the fragrant grinned.

“What if it’s a five-color light for a five-color light?”

In the sight of the light, the God is treacherous.

"What!You think...”

Weaving Xiang Xuan knows that Yemer eight series are all in the world, five lines are excellent, and Sanqi is better at it, and he can't help but be surprised at this moment.

How powerful is the five-colored God of God, the non-god level can not be suppressed, the battle of the gods can be described as playing the glory and power of the world, Yemer a monk condensed five-colored light, can be compared with these gods.

"It is not without opportunity, this is not the five-colored light of Kong Xuan, but a imitation, and the exercise is not a Confucian, not necessarily a fight."

Ye Mo’s thinking is very clear, and the eyes are more and more bright.

At this time, a clear female voice made an angry roar, the sound shook the sky, countless franches are trembling, the sound waves are coming, turning into a ripple visible to the naked eye, and the terror is boundless.

Rumble!

The sky and the earth are shocking, Yemer and Weaving Xiang Xuan are all changed in appearance.

You know, here is the tomb of the king, there is an infinite legal force to suppress, want to break the void, break the earth is not so easy, but this shock is huge, if the Hong Zhong Lu is ringing, it can be seen how huge this sound is.

The great voice is endless, the vibrate and the earth are constantly trembling, the mountains are trembling, the lights are shining, the Rays are gushing, and the magic and demons are all releasing power, and the whole abyss shines, and the whole abyss shines.

The voice was getting closer and closer, and it seemed to be coming this way.

Not often, Yemer and Weish Xuan saw the huge black mountain peaks rolling and crushing the void, which seemed to be as heavy as a big star, and the empty inch of the pressure was crushed!

This black mountain flipped, bombarded down, for a moment, the sound of the shock, the whole world was shaking, and the nine days and ten places seemed to collapse.

“Ah—”

The female voice came again, resentful and full of grievances.

Yemer and Weaver looked at each other and said in unison: “Sing Yaner!”

Immediately, weaving the incense Xuan seemed to think of it, turning his head and looking at the black mountain, and blurting: "It is the skymark!"It is another fairy world's top magic weapon, this treasure attack, even did not kill the scene, let her escape here."

At first, the weaver did not recognize this skymark, heard the sound of Jing Yaner only remembered, and he manipulated the tomb of the king to realize this magic weapon for Jingxiang's childhood, and in contrast, he and Yemer also encountered a five-colored light.

Oooh!

The sky print shot down again, followed by the roar of the scenery, and even more terrible, a figure flew up, the clothes were messy, the hair was scattered, the head was full of blood, like a vicious female ghost.

“You... ah!You are betraying God!The Emperor killed you dogs and men!”

Jing Xianger finally found Yemer and Weaving Xiang Xuan, hazy, saw Yemer and Weifang Xuan calmly and harmoniously standing together, she was suddenly crazy when she turned away from the dizziness, feeling that she was targeted by this terrible Fa, that is, the handwriting of these two people.

Call –

The shawl of the scene is emitted, if mad, the nine blood-stained fox tails are extended, such as the nine mountains across the void, crushed the void, and the rumbling was slap down.

The fear of the immortality is boundless, and the nine foxes of Jingshu are out, directly crushed countless legal formations, when the head is smashed to Yemer and weaving incense.

At the same time, because she was trying to kill Yemer and Weaving Xiang Xuan, her own protection was not enough, and immediately he was patted hard by the day, and the sound of cracking bone bursts all over her body, and I did not know how many bones were broken, and the mouth was a large mouthful of blood.

“The sky is loud!”

Yemer sneered, without hesitation, and again a true fairy sacrifice.

The five-colored light is terrible, and the sky is ineffectual.

And Jing Xianger is different, if it is the heyday, Ye Mo two words do not say to escape, but now her injury is too serious, the war power is greatly reduced, Yemer will be afraid of her, immediately decisively shot.

Hush...

The two collided violently, the void was crushed, the nine foxes were invincible, swept the suppression, and the glare blades continued to bombard, the sound explosion was thunderous, the explosion was heavy, and the waves were rolling out.

However, at this time, the five-colored light reappeared!

Brush!

The void is distorted, the terrible light is flowing in five colors, the clear and luminous, the terrible breath is huge, pointing directly to the heart of the leaf, it is to crack the heart of the silent eyebrows and crush the spirit!