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Chapter 1159

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    "It's a pity, at this time, the winning hook is inherently deficient, and you can climb up to the top with just a fighting spirit, and fight against Xuanyuan;

    If it is supplemented with vitality, it can be tempered into a usable physical body;

    Whether this sword can really cut it down may still have some variables.  "

    Yan Luo Wangbao was feeling emotional while stroking his long beard.

    Of course, the attention attracted by the matter here is not only those old vegetable gangsters who are famous on the Xuanyuan Sword list, but anyone who is tall enough to be sensitive will also cast their gaze here.

    Watching the bustle will never be the monopoly of ordinary people, but there is indeed a big difference in level between the bustle of the old men and the bustle of the small townspeople.

    King Yama Bao was originally the person in charge of the first hall, but was moved to the fifth hall because of his excessive sympathy for the dead souls of sinners.

    Of course, these things are now a thing of the past, a wave and a wave.

    The era of the Ten Temples of Yama has already ended, so it is meaningless to think about these things.

    Next to him, Song Emperor Yu Ze laughed coldly and said:

    "Since it's such a pity, why didn't you go up and learn how to feed the tiger with your body?"

    This is mocking.

    King Yama Bao Wenyan seemed too lazy to argue, so he changed the subject and said:

    "You said, from the end of ancient times to the present, so many years have passed, no matter how broken the bottom of the cup is, it should be repaired after all, right?"

    Song Emperor Yu pondered for a moment, and said:

    "It's hard to say. When the Bodhisattva was still there in the early years, he once said that in every era, people of every age stand up and at the same time, some people step down;

    This one, actually doesn¡¯t belong to this era long ago, maybe it¡¯s my own unspeakable secret, it¡¯s not easy to continue to live in the world, those old immortals in hell, have you ever seen anyone who can come out alive and kicking now  ?  "

    "But it's a pity after all. It's a pity that this kind of spirit has finally come to an end. It's a pity that the weather finally disappeared."

    "Let's just watch the excitement. If we go on tonight, what will this yin and yang look like in the end? Only God knows."

    After finishing speaking, Emperor Song Yu raised his head and looked to the other side of the sky.

    A majestic coercion seems to be approaching, and in the darkness of the void, it seems that there is a black hand waiting for an opportunity.

    However, that hand was still waiting, waiting for the result below to appear, and did not take the initiative to come.

    Possibly, he was also worried. If he came down in a hurry, he might have to block the sword for his enemy.

    "It's a pity. The Bodhisattva has been in Taishan for thousands of years, and has always dreamed of seeing a real fairy. Now those eunuchs have been brought in, but the Bodhisattva is gone."

    "The world is safe and full of things, just look away."

    "There is nothing we can't let go of. If tomorrow, the new Pingping King's Palace can continue to open, we may have a chance to recover, but there is a high probability that we don't have much hope, but it's okay, go back to the courtyard  Listen to the song."

    "Can I still allow you to continue listening to Qu'er Chisa?"

    Song Emperor Yu snorted coldly.

    It seems that Yan Luowang Bao took advantage of the words once in a rare time,

    Continued:

    "If the one in the sky really frees up his hand, we will be strangled to death one by one by him."

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    Above the sky, the distance between Yinggou and Xuanyuanjian is getting closer.

    His form has begun to ripple like a reflection in the water, constantly rippling with the turbulence of the water surface.

    Without the support of my real strong physical body back then, and without the support of my real peak strength,

    Now it is purely relying on my own ideas to come up,

    actually,

    It is already at the end of the road.

    At this time, the more he went up, the more he looked like a flat boat in a stormy sea. It capsized only in an instant.

    The eyes of the surroundings became more and more urgent, because they knew that the bowstring was fully drawn.

    The definition of the value of antiques in the antique world has always followed a rule, and that is its story.

    ?From the perspective of a practical person, most antiques were utensils in ancient times, and basically have no practical value in modern times, but the stories hidden in them are the most precious value embodiment.

    ?For example, a jade bowl is made by the best jade craftsman at that time with high-quality jade materials.The interval is really very short. After all, these "immortals" have only grown such a stubble since ancient times. They can be harvested once every ten days. In fact, it will not take long to take away all this stubble.

    Then, Xuanyuan Sword will disappear with a high probability, and it may follow the next time, or it may wait for the next batch of "immortals" to grow up and reach a certain number.

    But no matter what the specifics are, for this group of people in this era, there is no point in fussing about them.

    The Hanbadi umbrella has been thrown aside,

    In her eyes, redness began to flow,

    The people who are staring at the surroundings are also full of desire for the relics that Yinggou may leave behind,

    She is also clear about this.

    even,

    Even above the sky, that single hand exuded its aura.

    A smile appeared on the corner of Hanba's mouth,

    First beheaded by his father,

    Beheaded by Yinggou again,

    Today there is only one hand left to bring back the fairy king,

    How much energy do you have left?

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    If it is said that before, winning the hook was done step by step, but now, with Xuanyuan Sword's stabbing, it has completely turned into a collapse!

    Xuanyuan Sword,

    Really just a sword,

    But in this sword,

    However, it contains the thought of the rules of heaven and earth that cannot be desecrated.

    When the sword pierced the body of Yinggou's mind,

    The idea of ??winning the hook began to dissipate crazily.

    lost,

    no play

    Although everyone in the bookstore may also feel that winning is an accident, although Boss Zhou has already made mental preparations, he watched Tie Hanhan's rapid demise and rapid erasure in existence at a close distance.  When leaving traces of this world, there is still a strong bitterness in my heart.

    On the contrary, the person involved did not have this kind of self-awareness,

    In a tone of getting up early in the morning and opening the window to look at the weather:

    "I'm going to die ah" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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