MTL - Mixed Miners-Chapter 1937 You are me
"What are you waiting for?" asked the creation of the Holy Spirit.
"Tell me, what is fate? Where is the door to fate?" Yang Ling did not mean to move halfway.
Today, I have dug up tens of thousands of years of coal... um mine, it’s time to finally get out of the water. If you don’t figure out the problem, Yang Ling feels that he will die.
"Destiny is in your heart. If you are me, you can see the true meaning of fate. You are the truest idea. Your deepest consciousness is the key to truly opening the door to destiny. Only two people in the world can do it. It’s me and the wind!”
When the creation of the saints speaks, the body and its powerful atmosphere are released, and a bronze gate behind the sky emerges, releasing a splendid brilliance in the sea of everyone, every light. They are like a chain of chains that will keep everyone's souls in jeopardy.
"Boom~" Yang Ling’s mind suddenly burst into the blue light, and the countless chains of the chain collapsed. The statue of Yuanshen sitting on the Xuanjing chair stepped out of the sea of God, then raised his hand in Yangling’s eyebrows, and a piece of Venus flashed. The miner's card appeared in the hands of the statue of Yuanshen.
"Xuanyuan, this holy device that you refine with the soul has already been cracked by me. If you are not willing to give up, I will destroy it now! Then your plan to reunite nine days and ten places will go bankrupt, and inside Millions of people will die." The statue of the gods looks at the cold and cold of the creation.
Yang Ling’s face was pale in an instant. Sure enough, the inheritance of Longyu Shengjun was a big pit. After the fusion of his own gods and statues, although the strength increased greatly, it also became a time bomb. Now it is controlled by Longsheng Shengjun. It is.
"Yang Ling, you and I are one, you are just a smattering of the power of destiny. Your destiny is under my control. You are me, and I am not you. Only the power of destiny in you can obstruct the power of order. In order to avoid Xuanyuan’s insights, all these arrangements have been planned for tens of billions of years, just to wait until today to break the order of the millions of souls and all the imprisonment of our souls and even this illusory world, and the order is ruthless. The false peace under the lock of the shackles will never appear again!"
Long Yin Shengjun was hunted in a gray robe, and the huge holy palace behind him released hundreds of millions of rays of light, like a god.
"Qinglong, even if this sacred ruin is destroyed, there will never be the result you want, the order will not exist, and the fate will only be more chaotic and faster." The old man’s mood seems to be slightly fluctuating. .
Long Hao Shengjun nodded and said: "I know, but it is better than what we are now. Only by restarting the fate, only after you have tried it, will you not be blinded by your practice of ignoring and defying, we are not willing to do it again. An ant ant, the sage, who is trapped in this ruin, can you mend the nine days and ten times. Can you mend the nine times and ten times for the second time?"
"Destiny is also reincarnation. You have created order, but you still can't resist reincarnation and gloom. This is the flaw of order, and it is also your biggest flaw. Otherwise, the wind is not prosperous and will not succeed in finding the gate of destiny. It is the ultimate master."
"You don't want anyone to be a sage, to be a presence with you. You always think that you can control everything. Since you became a sage, you become more and more indifferent, more and more ruthless, and more and more The more stubborn, when I was in the beginning of the cholera cholera, I urged you to kill it. You didn’t listen to me, and arranged the exquisite sage to suppress him with order, which led to the complete collapse of the next nine days. ”
Long Yin Sheng Jun’s voice is very calm and plain, just like telling a story, but every word he said is like a thunder in the sea of Yang Ling and Ding Cong and so on.
"I know why you have to arrange for me to kill the Promise of the Promise! That is because you don't want to be tempted by the power of destiny in the wind, and you don't want to be forcibly stripped from the heavens and the earth and suppress the ghosts in the nine secluded springs. And reincarnation with the reincarnation, those of us who are born and died with you are just pieces in your eyes. Once you feel that you can abandon, we can only obey and die, just like the eight thousand that entered the seal. Wan, your loyal army, almost no one is dead now, what did they finally get?"
"In the battle against the wind, Suzaku and Xuanwu have fallen, I secretly collected their broken gods and reorganized their broken Lingshan, so that they can finally witness new hopes and Destiny, and when they fell, what did you do with the Holy Spirit? You are busy refining your holy device!"
The statue of Yuanshen raised the miner's card in his hand.
"This is the last hope for you to recast the nine days and ten places that have been turned into ruins, but I am going to ruin it today. I need a new life in nine days and ten days. I need a thorough new life. Only in this way can all the forces of order be removed. !"
When Long Yin Shengjun spoke ~www.novelbuddy.com~ The statue of Yuanshen exudes a dazzling cyan glow.
"咔咔咔咔"
As the statue's hand became tighter and tighter, Yang Ling felt that his soul was shattering, and the golden compass hanging over the sea of God was glory, releasing a dazzling golden light that reflected the entire Shenhai, all the rims followed. Crazy rotation, while a huge compass also emerged in the back of Yang Ling, Yang Ling is like standing in a round of the sun, but the sun seems to be collapsing.
"Dragon 羲 圣君, let go of the miners!" Yang Ling yelled.
The work card stores the mysterious three realms, which have millions of races and hundreds of millions of creatures, although relatives, family and friends, and even everyone involved in the system may have entered the compass space. It seems that with the collapse of the miner's card, the compass will also be damaged. If the compass is broken, Yang Ling can't imagine the consequences.
"The second child, stop him!" Looking at the compass behind Yang Ling, there was a sign of collapse, Ding Cong also followed.
"Boom~" A black tower flying over the top of Yangling enveloped the statue of Yuanshen.
Standing far away, Longsheng Shengjun shook his head and said: "Yang Ling, no use, you are me, all your means are ineffective to me!"
"Not necessarily!" Yang Ling's face was stunned, and the heavenly octagonal array appeared at his feet. The eight scorpions appeared to vacate and trapped the statue of the gods.
The statue of Yuan Shen was originally incorporated into Yang Ling’s god, but now he feels very strange, he can clearly feel that another powerful self seems to be slowly consuming his own knowledge, what he sees in his eyes. It has begun to be confused with the gods.
"I said, useless!" Long Hao Shengjun shook his head again, raising his hand and grabbing the heavenly octagonal array.
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