MTL - So What If You’ve Been Reborn?-Chapter 393 Ominous

Cheng Xian Shang Xian fell to the ground, grabbed a handful of soil, and smiled and kept laughing.

The boundary of the trapped front that could not be stepped out has already been stepped on his feet. The aura of the storm is violent and chaotic, and the growth of the spirit is different. Now the soil that he holds in his hand is pure and peaceful, which is exactly what the fairyland should have.

Like him, the grass was pulled out on the spot, and many immortals were excited to explore.

The longer you practice, the more you cherish your life and fear death – almost every immortal.

On the horizon, Xian Xian sighed and put down the soil. He couldn’t help but step on the ground. Suddenly he felt something under his feet.

"Ok?"

A broken hilt, buried shallowly in the soil, looks like a magic weapon.

Then he found many magic weapon fragments one after another, and there was no outside of the trapped battle. Starting from the boundary of the original array, the mess was laid on this hillside.

"Strange." Cheng Ya on the fairy habitual 掐 refers to a calculation.

Heluo really has extraordinary skills, but many times, without having to calculate accurate results, they can also find doubts about things.

"These fragments come from different magic weapons. Didn't there be a fairy whimsical, and they slammed on the edge of the battle?" Cheng Ya Shang Xian felt that this was ridiculous.

Something that Xianjun can't do, who will be stupid to do this.

"Speaking of it, there were a lot of immortals at the beginning, because I didn't give up, I just found a place to live on the edge of the trap." Cheng Yashang said to himself.

Later, the demon beasted, and there were few more immortals.

The edge of the trap is the most unstable place in the aura, and there is no longer a fairy to stay here.

Six hundred years old, the broken magic weapons are different, Cheng Ya Shang Xian put them in their hands to play, the best preserved is the hilt, after shaking off the dust, is a very transparent twilight.

"good stuff."

On the horizon, the fairy was stunned, and he regretted sighing.

This thing is lost, and I don’t know how it looks when it is a magic weapon.

He was thinking about it. Suddenly he heard someone calling him "Cheng Ya Xian You", which made him particularly enthusiastic. He didn't even raise his eyebrows, and left his head and left.

They were all a group of immortals who wanted to scream and kill the Heluo in the past. Now the matter has changed. The most important thing is to find that Cheng Xian’s singer has turned against the treasure and turned into a subordinate of Tianzun. They are curious and can’t hold back. Come over and chill.

It’s really unprepared for Yunchen Xianjun. It’s inevitable that Heluo’s anger will be inevitable. Cheng Xian’s sin can be a smile and can’t be done. It’s enough to put on a stand-up posture, but his mind is small. Never grievances.

Cheng Ya Shang Xian slips into several Heluo immortals, hate iron and not urged steel: "What are you doing here stupidly, I have been flying for many years, I have never seen a fairy who is stronger than Chen He, Ihe Luo Party, easy to be robbed, back to the tree to enjoy the cool!"

"But-"

A fairy squinted and said: "No matter how I count, this Xianjun... Oh no, this Tianzun is a fierce sinister, the main catastrophe, the insatiable desire to rob the number!"

"Yes, yes, the poor road is also the result."

"The face is three difficult and nine difficult..."

Cheng Ya Shang Xian hurriedly stopped: "Do you live!"

Heluo sent people to say: "I sent a glimpse of the heavens. I saw that I had to be robbed. I changed my other princes and got a shortcut. It is also cost-effective to have some disasters. Like Chen He. We should not give him any trouble!"

They are not the ones who have never seen the difference in life, but the kind of person, the fairy world is basically not!

- Can the fate of the murderer fly? Not being smashed by the thunder?

"Is it a certain degree of fierceness, and Heaven is afraid of him?"

"Well, it's very likely!"

All the centuries nodded, and the heart was stunned. Cheng Xian Shang Xian was crying and laughing: "What are you talking about! Besides, if Tiandao is really afraid of him, should we not regard him as a backer?"

"Shi Bo said this difference! The murder is such a fate, if you accidentally add a scam to him, I am in my heart, just like grabbing a hoe, smashing the son of a widow, smashed. Like the money that sold charcoal in the eighty days, it was conscience and conscience.

"..."

Cheng Ya Shang Xian feels that when the younger generation of this division is a mortal, it must be a first-class tourist priest of Heluo’s street. Because he was subtly convinced, he began to think about whether he wants to be stunned, and less for Chen He to see the secret.

Suddenly, I saw a few of the Heluo immortals standing in front of me, and I was stunned by the eyebrows. On the horizon, I was excited, and I quickly converge on the expression, and turned respectfully. I saw Chen He and the release to this side.

"Tian Zun."

Because Cheng Xian’s screaming was too positive, Chen He was slightly stunned and then glanced at him.

Chen He’s requirements for his subordinates are actually not high. He has the ability to understand and advance and retreat. Cheng Xian’s immortality is such a thing. He also has a Heluo’s origin. Chen He didn’t show him his face, so he was in the crowd. It seems that this is the performance of relying on Cheng Ying Shang Xian.

"Don't worry too much here, if you get stuck, the whole fairyland will know immediately. In the six hundred years we were trapped, the fairy world is not quite flat."

Chen He is going to continue to talk about it, and suddenly he feels that the breath of relief has changed.

Cold, solemn, and killing.

"Brothers?" Chen He is somewhat inexplicable. There is no danger around him. How can this change occur?

Interpretation is like seeing the sacred ancestors for the first time. The fierce gaze, the unrelenting glimpses of the fascinating face on the horizon, and then falls on his hand.

"This thing, where did you come from?"

"Ah?" On the horizon, Xianyi thought uneasily. Was it that when he followed Hansong Xianjun, he did not take much care of the release, and now he has to pay for it? In this state of mind, I suddenly heard such a question, and suddenly followed the stupid head, the purpose is the broken hilt.

The cold eyes were too much, and the pressure brought about by it was too great. Cheng Xian’s flustered and stretched out his hand and pointed out that there was a gentle **** with many magic weapons fragments: “This is Xiaoxian’s squatting from there.”

Chen He arbitrarily took a trick, and the things in the hands of Cheng Ya’s hands suddenly came out and fell into the hands of Chen He.

He looked at him intently and hesitated: "Is this it--"

"Yes, the sword of the ancestors."

Explain this sentence, scared to the end of the world.

"How can this be, Master does not say that Luo Bo real people must be aware of the bad, leaving the Valley of the Valley?"

During these six hundred years, Nan Hongzi did not see Luo Bozhen in the trapped class.

He was deeply frowning, and he was not willing to say bad guesses, but the problem was in front of him.

The refining traces of the sword and the remaining symbols are the habits of the North Xuan faction. Although this piece of debris is exhausted, the material is still flawless.

The opportunity for the release of coincidence in the human world is the fire in the wood. The Luobo real person is in the extreme north, and he accidentally discovered a piece of cold chalcedony, which was later refined into a musical instrument.

For a long time, when the fairyland was goodbye, the real people of Luobo used this sword.

Unless the magic weapon itself is extraordinary, it would be better to forge a forging device. It is better to cast a new fairy. Since Luo Bozhen has always brought the sword to his side, it must be very favorite. Now there is a piece of this magic weapon, broken. It is not the tip of the sword, but it is still a hilt, and its main safety can be imagined.

Released the hand and used the **** to read the debris along the crack, and the look was more gloomy.

"It was forcibly crushed." Chen Hexiu was deeper and he came to a conclusion.

"The residual marks are complete. When the sword is broken, the sword-bearers have not used them. This also means that things happen very quickly, and he is caught off guard."

Luo Bozhen is Luo Tianshangxian, although in Chen He’s view, his martial arts are not very good, but the magical powers of the magical spirits come with swords, such as the arm, which makes the submersible silent, and the magical spell abnormality. Precision.

Chen He also made a few moves with him, and he is very clear about the strength of Luobo.

Like the immortal people in the same realm like Cheng Ya, Luo Bo can come and cut one, and ten to put down one place. Even for Shangda Luojinxian, Luobo real people have the ability to escape.

"Only Xianjun -"

Released the debris of the hilt and flew to the gentle slope.

As seen before Cheng Yashang, the soil is deeply buried in shallow depths, and some even because of the stalks that were originally grown in the fairy world, once the aura is dispersed, only the black and mottled dregs remain.

Chen He calmly followed his face.

There are too many immortals nearby, and there is a lot of interference with God.

This accident happened again hundreds of years ago, and the traces of the remnants were already washed away by the violent aura of the trapped.

After the release, four pieces of the same ochre fragments were found, which belonged to different parts of the blade. They were put together and it was easy to see that the instrument of Luobozhen was probably broken in one face.

This sword is the only weapon-like weapon in the earth. Other fragments are defensive magic weapons, like scorpions, or towers, and umbrellas. This means that Luobo real people may be the only ones in this life and death crisis. The immortal who came up with the pumping/out of the device.

"The brothers don't have to worry. There is only this sword in the debris of the North Xuan faction."

If Robo is dead, his bodyguard defense must be in the wreckage.

But this is only a comforting statement, because the real person of Luobo may still be injured and escape some distance and die elsewhere.

——There are immortals everywhere on the edge of the trapped battle. Where can I find it?

The house leaked to the night rain, and the white and Luo Jingyu over there, confronted several immortals.

"The array is broken, but you can't leave it!"

"There are monsters!"

Hansong Xianjun stared coldly, his expression changed and he did not know what he was thinking.

Qinghe Xianjun knows that his temperament is rigorous, and he is not allowed to enter the fairyland under his eyelids. He sighs and uses the gods to read the voice: "There are several candlesticks, a few water unicorns? Can give The troubles brought by the fairy world are also in front of them. What kind of storms can they bring out?

"The demon sorcerer, cruel and cruel, today let them go, no doubt is the tiger to the mountain!" Hansong Xianjun said sharply, "The fairy world is so big, who knows where they will hide, do you have to sit and watch?" Is Yang Xinyue fooling you?"

"you!"

Qinghe Xianjun has a headache, and the swallowing sea beast brings the demon beast to repair, but Yang Xinyue is not all the way to these guys. When it comes to hosting the magic repair, it is clearly the most arrogant Chen He!

Many immortals think the same as Hansong Xianjun, but they robbed the rest of their lives, and finally got out of the trapped battle, and immediately they have to work hard with the monsters, they are not happy at heart.

- Your own life, of course, cherish yourself.

The two are hesitant to stalemate, and a piece of Xiangyun comes from the sky. Qinghong Ruicai countless, magnificent, all in all directions.

The celestial celestial glimpses, some people are overjoyed, and most of the immortals are nervous.

“Southern Heavenly Respect! It’s Tianzun!”