The rest of the network writers looked horrified and obviously extremely frightened.
Fried buns watching the battle from the top of the peak were clearly visible and surprised, "But borrowing for the avatar?" Fried buns had suffered at the hands of this avatar when they fought against each other. So it's a great memory.
Feng Jiuqiu nodded and said, "Yes, that seems to be the way, I don't want this invisible demon to practice this, I don't know where he learned it."
A few of the Magus Elders who were now lurking in the middle of it were also pointing, and it was said, "The Borrower of the Unseen One has perfected the art of substituting death, and no one can do anything about it except be careful not to be caught in the act."
But then someone else said, "this wind is a great enemy of my magic. It is better to get rid of him early."
One opened his mouth and commented, "The wind is not so bad. He has a quick demeanor. All kinds of avatars are handy, a
Just because the Big Ten Network writers are gone at the moment doesn't mean the Big Ten can't play the cards left by the Big Ten Network writers.Many people think that the Ten Literary Sects accumulated deep, long gas and luck, long inheritance, unfathomable. This is what most people know about the Ten Stories, and think that is what they are.But people who really know will just shake their heads and creepy, because it's just not enough. So-called subterfuge is a truly immortal deterrent, not just words.Then a loud growl appeared, "Thief, don't go!"In the distance came a young man, who flicked his finger and shot out a flash of gold that was like a shield against the wind and the black light that was before his body.Afterwards, only the sound of the Zizzi explosion continued to come, the wind took the opportunity to take out a banner, the name of the "soul eating". The streamer emitted a gray glow, and the black light caught by it was sucked
His Vincenzo boss tried to marry her off to him, but he refused. Because in his heart only network literature, only practice, do not care about children at all.A few years later, when he was practicing for the demigod, he encountered a bottleneck. In order to take a step forward in the journey of the network writer, he resolutely left his literary house and traveled around in search of the true meaning of network literature.After many years of practice, he finally broke the true meaning of online literature, he sat under a tree by the side of the road for 77 or 49 days. At dawn, when the star rises, he finally understands the true meaning of internet literature and becomes the author of the great god network.Because he is under a tree, understand the true meaning of network writer, this is the achievement of the great god network writer.He realized that the tree was contaminated with a lot of spirituality, confused between actually being able to talk,
"I can't have you in so much pain, you can't suck the best blood if you die!" Dryad muttered.Then the dryad took out a bottle of the elixir from there. It was the tonic. "Take this medicine and you'll be able to produce more blood for me to absorb." With that, the dryad shoved the salve into Qianlong Lee's mouth.In his daze, Qianlong Lee struggled to stay awake. You can't let that fatigue and weakness get the better of you, or you're doomed.And the heat that surged through his heart, the pulse of the Great Spirit's heart, reminded him from time to time not to give up. After an unknown amount of time, Qianlong Lee only felt that the essence of his blood had been sucked away by the dryad as soon as he was born.The next moment he was being sucked by the root of the external dryad, and the devouring force from the root was getting stronger.By this time the tree trunk was covered in that purple glow. As soon as the golden blood belonging to Qianlon
Then the stream didn't enter Qianlong Lee's body.As if on cue, the stream follows Qianlong Lee's meridian straight to the heart of his Kowloon obsession.At that moment, Qianlong Lee, who was unconscious, was jolted awake. When he awoke, all he felt was a fire burning in his heart.Qianlong Lee ran what little mana he had left, trying to exorcise the flames. But the fire continued to rage, filling Qianlong Lee's body with a constant torment of being torn apart.In Qianlong Lee, the essence of blood boils inside her body, and various divine lines weave and manifest like dragons, bearing the baptism of fire.Qianlong Lee knew now that this was a creation sent by an inexplicable being, and he had to get through it!The fire in his heart was still burning, forging all the potential in his body. All the dark and imperceptible impurities contained in the meals that we normally eat have been distilled into flying ash.Qianlong Lee felt his
And right now, right under their noses, Qianlong Lee was crossing the line as if there were no barriers.Qianlong Lee, in particular, had previously regretted not only failing to protect Rose, but almost ending his own life. But at this point, the tide suddenly turned, not only for Qianlong Lee, but also with great hope of turning things around.For the strength and vitality of Qianlong Lee's body could not be concealed, even under the full force of his suppression.Qianlong Lee's body like wolf smoke, blood and vitality rising, irrepressible emanation. It was the majesty that emanated from Qianlong Lee's Qi and blood, and as the life level rose, Qianlong Lee's Qi and blood grew, and at the end it made people look sideways!Looking at everything in sight, both the dryad and the middle-aged man, was awestruck.No one they had ever seen in their previous lives, so powerful and powerful, could match Qianlong Lee in age or realm. For a moment, the drya
A powerful pull burst forth, and all the blood drained from Qianlong Lee's body in an instant as another third was sucked out of her by the dryad.Qianlong Lee's face was instantly pale and colorless, even his breathing had increased several times, and he was speechless as he stared at the dryad. The never-ending darkness of nothingness was accompanied by an endless wave of weakness, fear, and panic hitting his mind, which was slowly losing consciousness and awareness.The dryad, by this time, was completely transformed.A golden light fell from heaven and earth, and the dryad was completely immersed in this golden light, and it was as if his spirit, his soul, had been baptized in this moment.Somehow he felt a surge of kindness in his heart that made him reflect on some of the things he had done, but the dryad had no remorse at all, and he quickly abandoned them.Looking at the light, Qianlong Lee knew in a flash what it was.This ray of li
Qianlong Lee rose from the ground with no expression on his face, as if he were a walking corpse.His hair was slowly turning red, too, and he took a step toward the dryad.Tiedan Chu, on the other hand, ran for his life as thousands of wolves chased after him. For some reason, Tiedan Chu's escape route seemed to be fixed by the pack, and the slightest deviation would be met by several wolves, forcing Tiedan Chu into a set course and fleeing for three days and nights until Tiedan Chu finally reached a cliff.Tiedan Chu was speechless for a moment as he looked at the cliff in front of him. To be here is really to be in heaven and nowhere.Either jump off a cliff and fall to pieces, or face the pack behind them, gnawed to pieces.With a clench of his teeth, Tiedan Chu jumped. In the midst of the crisis, Tiedan Chu pulled on a tree trunk that jutted out halfway up the mountain, leaving people dangling in mid-air, but the cliff was too bare and high to
At the old man's words, Tiedan Chu was lost in thought. Since ancient times, the forces of Mordor have been at loggerheads with online literature. From Mordor's point of view, the other side is doing the right thing. The other side wants to catch Qianlong Lee, but its own power is too low to stop it.Through this, Tiedan Chu understands the importance of strength.If he had the strength, he wouldn't have been blackmailed at all, Qianlong Lee wouldn't have been taken by a monster, and he wouldn't even have survived without the old man!"Boy, do you want to call me Master or not, it's okay to worship multiple masters at once, all by yourself, unless the Order specifically says so." Old Man Road."I don't know if the Doors have rules." Tiedan Chutao."Who are you of the literary sect, and who is your master?" The old man asked again."I'm a public level web writer for Seven Hivens without a master." Tiedan Chu stammered."It turns out to
"I can help you find Ragnarok, but how am I supposed to know where he is, after all Ragnarok was only a human before, maybe it's just a pile of loess now, what if I can't find it?" Qianlong Lee couldn't help but ask."I can feel him alive. With a woman's intuition, I can feel his presence, but it's too faint. But I can be sure of it when I'm within a thousand miles of him. I feel like there must be something unspeakable about him leaving. I have to ask him before I'm willing to ask?" The purple woman's eyes were pleading."Yeah, I still have the picture I painted of him, but I wonder if he's changed after all these years." said the woman in purple, taking out a
"You deserve it." Ten years of drifting snow to push back, but Qianlong Lee pressed the small print on her hand.Surprise flashed in the Purple Lady's eyes at Qianlong Lee's choice, she had no idea that this snowfall Asgard was an oversized psychic device, almost as powerful as the next. He just gave up.Even if Qianlong Lee wanted to have it all to himself, he wouldn't have been able to completely control Snowfall Asgard.Because everything at this moment is also a test, the owner of Asgard ten years of snow fall but ten years of snow brother, and ho
A hundred swords!The whole world suddenly went silent as the battle golem raised his right sword to parry, but in a split second the sword in the golem's hand broke off inch by inch and the golem's left hand stood in front of him, trying to harden the glare.Qianlong Lee couldn't let him, of course, and with a little more force and a click, the battle-golem's sturdy frame stooped, completely unable to withstand the terror that spilled over his head.The left hand of the battle golem crackled, and the left hand shattered completely, disintegrating dir
"Ready, the second test begins." The voice of the Lord of Kings rises againQianlong Lee froze for a moment, then noticed that the scene around him changed again, and when the change stopped, Qianlong Lee found herself in the ring, a wave of space in front of her and a three meter tall golem appeared in front of Qianlong Lee.The golem in front of him was obviously made of steel, but by some secret trick that gave it the ability to think simply.It had to be said that this was a reversal of creation, and the fighting golem was expressionless, cold, an
"Not everyone can be the brother-in-law of ten years of snow. Ten years of snow sets three tests. Teenager, remember to do what you have to do. Don't do what you have to do. Do what you have to do. Start now with the first test. It's as simple as testing your understanding. If you fail, it will fall."The desolate voice came back to Qianlong Lee in his mind, unraveling his confusion."If you cannot pass, you will fall, there is no escaping it, and of course, if your practice has reached the point of being the author of the Little God Network, you will not fall even if you do not pass.
My brother once looked around for this eastern magic pen, but unfortunately never found it, I didn't expect it to fall into your hands.It is said that in this eastern magic pen, there is a way to solve the cataclysm of the end of the Netherworld.My brother has always wanted to get his hands on the eastern pen, to see the secret of it, and perhaps to prevent the end of the age. Can you show him to me? "Qianlong Lee didn't think much of it either, just handed the Eastern Magic Pen to the other, and the woman gently stroked the Eastern Magic Pen that
"Um, no road?" Qianlong Lee's path was blocked by a mirror, which also caused him to frown slightly.There should be no dead end to the snow palace, which Qianlong Lee entered for the first time in more than a day.A mirror blocking his way always struck Qianlong Lee as something special, though he couldn't tell.With a special feeling in his heart, Qianlong Lee ran his hand up the mirror. Strangely enough, Qianlong Lee's arm was unobstructed and a warm sensation came over her as she easily reached into the mirror.
The author is amazing
Qianlong Lee thought to himself, a little disappointed. But it's a bit greedy to try to break through to the top in one go.Two jumps in a row was enough to defy the weather. Without the help of the Eastern magic pen, it would have been a breakthrough at best. Sword bending is only one step away from entering the realm of great success, the strength of more than ten times.This time out to practice, it was a real bonus. Qianlong Lee was truly thrilled to have back-to-back breakthroughs in less than five days."Congratulations, Master Qianlong Lee, on
The map of the world Qianlong Lee had seen and probably knew a bit about. Jin jiang wenzong, it's a terrible, ancient behemoth. Seven is equal to one, and half to one.After listening to, Qianlong Lee is also secretly surprised, by the sea brother said such a magical Jinjiang Wen Zong Genius, Jinjiang Wen Zong is only a minor network writer, if this is a big God, then it?A network of little gods, all strong like this. Beyond that, it was almost unthinkable.At this, Qianlong Lee also felt his blood burn and boil. In my heart, I also find further goal