Magic Treasures Wholesaler

The line of sight was blurred unconsciously, and the houses that had hit countless times became several superimposed on each other.

The cold came as promised, causing her, the god of Xuan Ming, to tremble.

She could feel her body trembling, she couldn't bear the cold, instinctive reaction.

Xuanming is water, yin, and profound, meaning from yin to cold. Her name is Xuanming. She is an ancestor witch, inherits the Pangu god-tier bloodline, and is born with the law of Xuanming, hence the name Xuanming.

Xuanming ancestor witch, the god of Xuanming is her!

All the coldness and coldness in this world can be said to be under the law of Xuanming and under her control!

Therefore, she logically said that she should not be moved by the cold. She can be frozen or frozen to death, but she should not be afraid of the cold and tremble.

However, the fact is that now, she is shaking uncontrollably, to the cold that has invaded her body.

Xuan Ming's eyes widened with great effort, his vision always blurred, as if it was covered with a layer of mist, and the shadows were fascinating.

Suddenly, above the mist in front of him, a looming picture appeared.

Countless figures shuttled among them, all kinds of powerful magical powers, the use of Taoism, shaking the world!

"Hiss~"

Xuan Ming was shocked, horrified, and subconsciously gasped. Even in this state, she still instinctively moved her body backwards.

She felt the great horror, and in the blurry picture in front of her, all the silhouettes were like a supreme god, holding the supreme authority, destroying the world and destroying the earth while thinking.

The divine light emitted by their hands is not magical powers, not Dao Fa...Xuan Ming slowly opened his mouth, unconsciously muttering, "Fa...law!"

She was shocked, she was stupid!

law?

What is the rule?

Mountains and rivers, heaven and earth, storms, thunder and lightning, everything visible in front of your eyes, are all laws!

Dao law, magical powers are the Insight law, mixed with things made by one's own thoughts!

Most of the primordial creatures fight with supernatural powers!

Dao Fa is its core thing, condensing Magic power, Insight Road, and law.

And supernatural powers are fighting, self-defense skills, the manifestation of laws!

But no matter how powerful it is, it is still a lot worse than the law of comparison!

After all, it is an imitation product, how can it be compared to a genuine product, maybe someone like that has it, but it's definitely not her!

What horrified her was that after watching for a long time, she discovered that in the hands of the gods, what they played was all the rules, which made her tremble and horrified!

"Illusion?" After a long time of horror, Xuan Ming slowly reacted, recalling what she had seen before, and a thought came to her mind.

She turned her head subconsciously and wanted to look at the graves on the ground, but found that she seemed to have lost the power to control her body. Only consciousness still existed, and she couldn't feel the existence of her body.

"when?"

What seemed to be an illusion in front of her eyes continued, Xuan Ming slowly let go of the thoughts in her heart, and she was not so persistent. She didn't want to live anymore, and then looked at everything in front of her with a different attitude.

The war of gods, perhaps it is more appropriate to call it the war of gods, countless powerful and terrifying gods began to fight without reservation, not like a battle, more like a battle of life and death!

The laws that were difficult to insight in the past, like no money, fell from their hands like rain, shaking the sky, shattering the mountains and rivers, and the wind and clouds shattering.

A god died, and the corpse of the god fell and hit the ground.

This seems to be a signal. Soon, more gods will die, more corpses will fall, and the star will shine brightly, and the sun and the moon will appear at the same time, illuminating the entire battlefield!

Xuan Ming's heart was surging as he watched, and his eyes were intent, a little excited!

Too strong, it is too strong!

The strength of these gods is too strong, and the fierceness of this battle is too strong!

This is far more tragic than the battle between the two clans of the Lich!

No, to be precise, it is not a level of existence at all!

This can be said to be a battle between Sage!

Xuan Ming was shocked, surprised, shocked, watching, watching!

It is a battle, and there will be an end. Xuan Ming knows this, but looking at the swaying body and flying in the air, it is like the king of the gods in the center of the world!

Yes, the king of the gods, the battle of endless gods, no one is spared, and the one who can stand and live in the end, no matter what his identity, he is the king of the gods!

Xuan Ming looked at him, the excitement in his heart slowly receded, replacing it with a sense of sorrow and loss.

She didn't know the reason for this battle, but no matter what the reason, at the end of the battle, only one god was left alive, okay?

Is this result really what they want?

Fight... she whispered in her heart!

If the end of the battle is like this, then why bother?

Bang!

The king of the gods fell and experienced endless battles and endless time. Although he had won, he had reached the limit. He stood quietly in the air for a while, a trace of complex emotions appeared in his eyes, and then his eyes closed. , Fell down.

Xuan Ming's heart jumped and looked at him in amazement.

I thought that since he was victorious, he should naturally be alive, but I didn't expect that he would also die!

"Dead, all dead, all dead..." Xuan Ming whispered in amazement, her mood was complicated, she didn't know what to say, and she didn't know what her mood was like now?

Above the earth, at some point, an old man appeared. His face was full of wrinkles and his eyes were full of vicissitudes. He seemed to have come from an endless distance.

Holding a black shovel in his hand, he dragged the king of the gods and walked slowly towards a place.

The speed seemed slow, but in the blink of an eye, he arrived at his destination.

It was a place that Xuan Ming was somewhat familiar with, and it was exactly the cemetery of the gods that she had seen when she came in before.

Pulling the king of the gods, the old man put it down, calm and relaxed.

It was as if what he was holding was not the final victor of the battle of the gods, not the king of the gods, but just a wild corpse on the side of the road.

Holding a shovel, the old man dug on the ground, and soon dug a big hole, grabbed the king of the gods and threw it in, without using a coffin.

Xuan Ming's heart felt sorrowful.

Such a rough action shouldn't be a treatment to the king of the gods. Although he is dead, he should also be respected!

At least...give a coffin, a shelter!

At this moment, the old man in the picture seemed to feel her mood, turned his head and looked at her calmly in the vicissitudes of life.

Huh!

Xuan Ming shuddered subconsciously, her mind trembled, unable to control herself.

That glance has no meaning, not cold, not carrying murderous intent, not violent, not crazy, and some are just calm, the world collapses and the peace is unchanged!

However, Xuan Ming was not calm, her heart thumped, throbbing violently, she clutched her own heart, warm, familiar, life.

"I...recovered?" Xuan Ming was surprised!

At this moment, a voice came from my ear: "Do you still want to die?"

........

Inside the hut, Duo Bao walked in with Xiao Hong, who held Duo Bao tightly, like a child dependent on his parents.

She is a child!

She has not recovered from the previous experience.

She is not young, but her mind is not high, innocent and pure. After so many experiences, it is difficult to be calm when she is a normal person, let alone her.

Duobao walked into the room, and when he thought about it, a coffee table naturally appeared in front of him.

Tea sets, spiritual water, and tea have been placed on the coffee table.

"Hong Hong, Daddy is tired, how about making a cup of tea for Daddy?" Duo Bao said softly to Xiao Hong.

Xiao Hong nodded blankly. The puppet usually walked to the front of the coffee table, picked up the tea set in a familiar and sluggish manner, soaked it in the spiritual water aside, and started to rinse.

After rinsing, pour the tea leaves into it.

With a finger under the coffee table, a black and red flame rose, the spirit water rolled, and it was bubbling, and it opened soon.

Flushing, washing, and pouring tea in a consistent movement, and soon a cup of steaming tea was placed in front of Dubao.

Duobao didn't rush to drink, watching Xiaohong sitting down again and recovering quiet, he sighed slightly, picked up the teapot, and poured a cup for Xiaohong.

"Hong Hong, take a sip too."

Xiao Hong nodded, picked up the teacup, and drank.

The hot tea fell into the mouth, and instantly turned into a refreshing meaning, scattered all over the body.

In Hong Hong's sluggish eyes, there was finally a hint of aura.

Duobao shook his head slightly, looked at the redness a little bit, sipped, sipped, and took the teacup by himself and started drinking.

To be honest, he regretted the matter this time.

Perhaps, he shouldn't have let Xiaohong in.

It's just teaching the way of casting, anyone can do it, no one can do it, why bother let Xiaohong go?

Originally intended to show her the appearance of this great world, but she did not expect that the decline of a civilization appeared in Xiaohong's hands. She became even more absorbed and participated in it, so in the end she became like this, this So sad!

It hasn't slowed down until now!

It was also because he was worried about Xiaohong, so he didn't think about doing it right away, thinking about recovering.

Unexpectedly, Xuan Ming would come in!

After all, the world of the gods has become the cemetery of the gods. Even if it is, the cemetery of the gods is not connected to the prehistoric. Without his permission, even Master Hongjun would not be able to enter!

But because when he first opened up this world, he connected it to the Witch Clan to Karma, and Xuan Ming was intent on death, and he accidentally connected to the cemetery of the gods and walked in.

In this way, the rest time is gone.

"Fortunately, the problem is not serious. Give a little more time and you can recover." Duobao carefully checked Xiaohong's situation and sighed slightly.

Instead, he looked at Xuan Ming, the Wu Clan's problem appeared in his mind, and it was a headache immediately.

"How can it become like this?"

He really didn't know what to say. There was nothing wrong with it, and there was no big problem. As a result, the entire witch clan was almost dissipated by the ancestor witch of the witch clan, so it also affected the earth.

If you don't deal with it, a big problem will really happen!

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