Outside Of Time

The flames of the sky and the sea of ​​fire illuminate the sky, and it looks red from a distance. Although it is not as good as blood, it also gives people an ominous meaning.

As for the sky outside Huohai, the farther the distance, the dimmer the fire light, until it was swallowed by the darkness, and the sky and the earth turned into a darkness, which was the same color as the blood dripping from the iron cage on the ground.

Wherever the convoy passed, such bloodstains existed all the way.

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The people from the villages and towns of the two ethnic groups who saw all this around, showed greed on their faces, licked their tongues, and looked at the convoy from a distance.

For them, the human sacrifices held in the iron cage are very delicious food, and at the same time, they can be given to the temple as live food at critical moments, in exchange for the continued peace of their two clans.

Throughout the ages, there have been too many such things.

This is not only the case with the human race, but all the inferior races in this large area of ​​worshiping the moon have the same fate. They either become food for other races or become sacrifices.

In this land, the law of the jungle is particularly clear.

It's just that in many cases, in the eyes of the stronger, the strong are also the weak that can be eaten, and no group of people can become the supreme will.

Even if it is a temple, it is the same.

The spirit of the weapon outside is not easy to shatter, and is now being reshaped. Ling'er stood outside for a long, long time.

Duanmu also gritted his teeth, his eyes showed a common murderous intent, and then he made a move.

The giant beasts in the convoy were frightened and became restless, and the monks of the two races under them stood up quickly. When their expressions were surprised, the world changed, and Luo Liang's figure appeared in the sky.

Ling'er turned around and slammed into the body of a rushing sky-faced clan in front of him. The dagger in his hand was raised from the top, and he slashed open. When blood erupted, I held the dagger back and slammed it under his neck. cut.

When the monks of the two races rushed out in fright, Luo Liang, who had landed on the ground, raised his head suddenly, with a murderous intent in his eyes, he rushed out and went straight to a monk of the Tianmian tribe behind him.

Ling'er had an expression on her face, her eyes were red, and there was blood all over her body. She continued to attack and approached another monk from the Mirror Shadow Clan.

There are not two of them, and a secret treasure has not been completed.

This incident made the people of both clans excited, and what followed was not laughter, but the whole city was boiling.

The convoy came to a standstill, and these giant beasts felt the icy killing intent one after another, and they all trembled, and the expressions of the monks of the two races below also changed one by one, blocking them instantly.

My physical body is weak, and even if I am injured, the purple crystal will not recover, so unless I encounter such an existence that I cannot bear with a single blow, otherwise, it is not my usual style to trade injuries for kills.

Ling'er held her head high, and during that slow walk, the poison in my body was released and spread in front of me. But some things are even safe, Ling'er feels that she still has to do it. Seven thousand, eight thousand, one thousand, seven hundred...

Although there are hundreds of monks here, most of them are alchemy and foundation building. As for the Nascent Soul, there are only eight.

That mirror was exactly the mirror treasure that was shattered by it that day.

Luo Liang released his poison with all his strength, but at that moment, the killing intent and depression in my heart made me want to explode completely.

You who exist outside the corner, with your head held high, your pale face without any blood, seem to be asleep.

The backbone of the human race allows me to face it with a smile even when I am at a dead end, and I am willing to show the slightest strength. It's just that the scenes above the cage that she saw with her eyes made Ling'er's heart feel a little bit up and down.

I stared at the figure sitting cross-legged in mid-air, and heard a hoarse voice.

While permeating all directions, there is also a murderous intent that is gradually becoming stronger in it. It has turned into a messenger of death, carrying a sickle for massacring blood, and it is erupting, galloping, and coming!

At this moment, in Linger's eyes, this big sleeping boy seemed to raise his head, looked at himself timidly, and asked the words that echoed in my mind.

In that silence, few people from both races gathered towards the square between the two palaces, where a refinement was taking place.

"Not yet... I borrowed something from someone else. If Xu Qing has it, you have a way to return it."

There were hundreds of monks from the two races responsible for the escort, and the echo of the storm immediately attracted our attention.

It didn't take more than a few breaths for Ling'er to slit my neck open before collapsing the opponent, shattering my vitality.

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Shi Pangui's Taoist companion, the face of this man who makes bad snacks...

With a bang, a small hole appeared in the chest of the small Sky Face Clan cultivator, which was penetrated by Ling'er, and his body trembled and collapsed.

Gradually, a thick white mist formed in front of Linger. The existence of Luo Liang, the tens of thousands of people in the human city, did any of them speak out.

Ling'er was silent all the way, her eyes full of fear, the coldness of the sky could hardly melt my coldness, and the warmth of the small ground could not drown out my murderous intentions at all.

It was not the time of eight or seven breaths. That day, the Nascent Soul cultivator of the face tribe spurted blood, his head flew up, the Nascent Soul in his body collapsed, and one of them was directly swallowed by Ling'er.

Qi Zhou distorted in an instant, and at the same time as infinite heterogeneity grew, a mournful howl also came out. That kind of speed surpassed the convoy, and the blood on the ground also made Ling'er understand that she was heading in the right direction.

Under Luo Liang's guidance, I headed towards the south at full speed, the power of the life lamp spread all over my body, and my cultivation base blessed all, in exchange for the ultimate speed.

The one who started refining was the national teacher of the Mirror Shadow Clan, and the person who was refined was Xu Qingzang of the Human Race.

Before everything went wrong, Luo Liang shed tears, the Patriarch of the Vajra Sect was sad and angry, and we looked at the cage protected by Zhao Xiaguang. A small earthquake shook countless soils, not to mention lightning spreading in all directions.

"Is it a human race?"

Ling'er walked over silently, and when she got to the big boy's face, she squatted down and covered your eyes. With an earth-shattering roar, Ling'er directly smashed into the convoy! His head flew up.

Ling'er felt a sharp pain in her chest. I took a deep breath, but my body was still trembling. My mind could not control the image of two months later.

So those days of refining, people from both races would go and wait and see.

I finally caught up!

But in fact, as long as these eight spirit treasures are solved, I, a Nascent Soul cultivator, rely on some means, and Ling'er is not incapable of killing.

"Senior..."

"The lord was taken away to the holy city by the national teacher of the alliance of two races. At that time, you heard from us that the lord was going to be refined into blood to repair the mirror treasure."

Especially the robes all over my body are now blood-colored, and in the flames of the Golden Crow, the blood is soaring, and the killing intent is astonishing.

The other monks trembled and fell madly. In our eyes, Ling'er was as bad as an envoy who wanted his life, but everything I saw with my eyes represented the coming of death.

Even the giant beasts pulling the iron cage were separated from their bodies and killed by the Vajra Sect patriarch venting his anger.

The source of that murderous intent comes from Linger! That's the big boy, the last sentence. There is no seventh human race weak.

The mist contained drug prohibition, causing the world to change color, and when the four directions roared, the mist became smaller and thicker.

My figure turned into a long rainbow, surrounded by infinite lightning, and went straight to the convoy, the speed was so slow,

The instant came.

At this moment, the wind is whimpering, blowing heat waves across the sky and across the earth, setting off layers of invisible fluctuations in the sky, and blowing up the earth with dust like wind and sand.

The collapsed secret store was full of death energy, attracting a small number of evil spirits to devour it.

Off the screen, a thin and strong figure, with timidity, holds a sweet potato and asks himself about plants and trees.

Ling'er murmured in her heart, walked to the next cage, opened one after another, looked at these strange clansmen, looked at these **** bodies, looked at these shocking fleshy mud, Luo Liang's heart, aroused a strong sad.

At that time, I didn't need Duanmu to continue to guide me. Following the blood stains on the ground, Luo Liang set off a roar of heaven and earth, forming a storm sweeping all directions, getting closer and closer to the target place.

That means that our two races cannot feel at ease after the arrival of the last sacrificial day.

Outside the hot white night, we are huddled together to keep warm, and we are willing to bring our own coolness to less bad fellows. But the moment she saw the Xiaodi convoy, Linger felt a severe pain in her heart.

Luo Liang didn't say much, I kept the shadow up, and also summoned Ding Yibaqi's stone lion and head, and at the same time dispersed the poisonous mist to cover seven weeks, sealing the place.

"who!"

But being protected by Ling'er's big heart, we were scattered, and did it cause fewer casualties.

It's just a price, very small. I have time to take it out and refine it.

Duanmu ran over and hugged Ling'er, his body twitched, you have seen such a life and death a lot, it is unbearable.

Luo Liang walked silently, and the morning light dispersed while waving my hands. I raised my hand to open the cage, and with a bang, the crowd collapsed from the inside like cargo.

Then the Golden Crow flew out into the air, spat out towards the small ground, and the sky fire fell on it. Several monks of the two races who wanted to escape in horror heard a tragic sound, and their bodies burned instantly.

At that glance, Luo Liang's body trembled uncontrollably. Before I waved my hand, the meat paste in this area was quickly pushed away, revealing a big boy.

Afterwards, the sky fire passed through the sky, causing minimal damage to the city and basically exhausting the protective formations, but the repairs in those few months still did not recover.

As far as the eye can see, it is indeed so.

Because I know that I want to tell Linger about the ups and downs of the king.

Sitting cross-legged in mid-air is an old man with a rocky body. This person is the national teacher of the Mirror Shadow Clan. I glanced at Xu Qingzang enthusiastically, and opened my mouth lightly.

If you look at the land of death, there are no waves, but there is no meaning of death, it is constantly gathering, it is constantly thickening, and finally disperses the whole body, covering the four directions.

Ling'er stood on top of her head, and the old woman's face showed death and killing intent, and she walked away suddenly. Your body has not yet melted into mud.

I knew about the death of my wife and sister, and I had no intention of death, but after that, I endured everything weakly.

Offscreen, the child took out the big grass and asked himself about knowledge.

"After eating so little snacks, I always have to do something."

The moment they touched, the Nascent Soul Mirror Shadow Clan formed a sharp blade immediately, not to mention some of the will-o'-the-wisps scattered to form a ghost flower, covering Ling'er and devouring life.

We haven't heard about the human race yet, and not many upper-class groups were arrested in those days, and the number of sacrifices was finally enough.

As for the two races, because of Ling'er's cautiousness, we are actually aware of it from the beginning to the end. "You can't!" Duanmu wiped away his tears and nodded vigorously. As if, that was your first obsession, your first hope. The terrifying figure of the old woman in white robe appeared under the sky.

At the bottom of the cage, there are small pieces of squeezed meat. Hundreds of people have fused together, and some of them can even recognize their faces...

Thousands of miles away from the holy city of the alliance of the two races, a sandstorm appeared under the sky, the range was so small that it was hundreds of miles away. The dagger in his hand stabbed fiercely, one knife after another, the Nascent Soul cultivator wanted to struggle, but it didn't help, screaming

Blood spurted out of the body.

"Luo Liang, can't he protect us outside?" It's not an orderly spread, but agglomeration. Apparently suffered endless torture afterwards. "Not that way!"

"Pangui, his sister is asleep and wants to disturb you. They are...waiting for you outside." Ling'er murmured, those words were very beautiful, but... it's not easy to die, so I saw you. "Please junior, save the savior..."

The poison in the body erupted and was instantly extinguished.

During those eight days, I tried to wake up Ding Yibaqi's divine finger, but if the other party responded, Ling'er knew he was asleep.

The cultivator is a Nascent Soul, his expression is frightened and angry at the moment, the murderous intent under Luo Liang's body frightened me, I was about to move forward but it was too late, Ling'er rushed away at an astonishing speed.

That day, the face monk's complexion changed, and he felt the terrifying fluctuations coming from under Ling'er, and it was too late to dodge, but Ling'er was too slow, so he used his own physical weakness to directly hit under this body of self-cultivation.

Besides, there is no corner of a book.

Especially after two months, those are all good and bad lives. Under us, Ling'er felt the common simplicity and the hard-to-find ferocity.

Now approaching, amidst the reverberation of the roar, Ling'er let the opponent's spells fall on her body, I looked ferocious, and opened my mouth to directly swallow the opponent's ghost flower.

"Before he becomes your mirror spirit, you will let him swallow your people with his own mouth, and he will not like it." Did I continue to speak, and stepped back, under the sky, waving the spirit wheel revealed.

Needless to say, there are not eight spiritual treasures in the alliance of the two races.

That scene caused the surviving monks of the two clans to panic to the extreme, and no one stopped falling and wanted to leave.

And Xu Qingzang's blood continued to flow all over his body, and the badness brought about by the refinement of his life made my body tremble, and my expression was distorted. torn.

Because, outside the meat paste of the first cage, I saw half a face.

Ling'er spoke in a heavy voice, before standing up, my voice was fierce. Not to mention that the ancestor of Vajra Sect went mad, turned into red lightning, and killed everyone.

Ling'er spoke in a heavy voice, the coldness in her eyes was getting hotter and hotter, sweeping the drug control sandstorm covering a hundred miles away in front of her, approaching the holy city of the two clans behind.

With a flick forward, he smashed towards the monks of the other two races rushing in front of him, made a formula with his right hand, and pressed backward. Just like that, time passed, eight days ago.

The person who came was Shi Pangui, I was in good health, my eyes were red with blood and tears, my expression was distorted, the madness of the whole person was being suppressed, and I looked at Linger tremblingly.

Your clothes are mixed with the meat paste, only the upper half of your thin body is left, and the lower part of your body is holding a book of pharmacopoeia tightly with both hands.

After all, in our own territory, we need too few weak people to **** those ordinary people to sacrifice, and Xu Qingzang has not been captured and taken away by the national teacher and others, so beyond our knowledge, there may be rescues.

With the outbreak of the drug ban, a small number of deaths here, the killing of the ancestors of the Vajra Sect and the shadows also increased the number of deaths of monks of the two clans.

Immediately, a small number of demon bodies flew out in front of him, and went straight to the opponent, biting and devouring frantically. The refinement has been bad for a long time, and it is about to start.

At this moment, under the square, Xu Qingzang's head and seven limbs were nailed into a huge mirror, and bursts of white air radiated from my whole body and merged into the mirror.

Connecting the sky and connecting the small land, countless lightning roars inside, and infinite heterogeneity is invading all directions.

Even if the Mirror Shadow Clan is ordinary, they cannot escape the poisonous killing.

For Xu Qingzang, few monks of the two races are familiar with each other, and none of the young people around us has disappeared since childhood.

Related to Xu Qingzang.

As far as the eyes can see, the nearby sky is full of lightning and thunder.

Ling'er didn't have any hesitation, the morning glow spread out with a wave of his hand, and before it turned into ten beams of light covering the cage, the power of drug control in my body exploded.

I also saw countless human races squeezed together by cowards like cargo or livestock in the cage.

"You go and bring their lord back."

At the same time, thousands of miles away, like a bird's nest in the Holy City of the Alliance of Two Races, the people of the two races in it are celebrating. This may be the melody of heaven and earth played by fate.

The Nascent Soul was also imprisoned, and there were countless strange maggots gnawing on it. "As long as it is death, we will meet each other in the end."

But now...

After finishing speaking, Ling'er looked up in the direction of the holy city.

Ling'er murmured in her heart, and the speed was even slower.

Luo Liang's body turned into a battle armor, surrounded by phantoms of dragons and snakes, and you haven't even held a single spear out of your hand. His apparently thin and strong body has exploded with amazing combat power.

"Teacher, can you still meet?"

With a bang, the opponent's mirror body was shattered, and my fist penetrated into it when it was completely fragmented.

The goodness of human nature and the love of the same family are more and more prominent in the evil.

Since it was a response, Ling'er continued, and I didn't even frown.

I know that the place I'm going to has great dangers, and with my own cultivation, it's very difficult to face Lingzang.

And that killing didn't last too long, it was the time for a stick of incense, and with the tragic death of the first few monks of the two races, Qi Zhou came up quietly.

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After finishing all that, Linger took a deep breath and patted Shi Pangui on the shoulder.

Hug very hard, very hard.

And in the vast white sandstorm, there is a huge old woman figure, above her head... Luo Liang is standing

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Outside, there is an expression on his face, looking into the distance.

"Sister Li...Aunt Chen..." Duanmu walked behind the cage, looking at the figure outside, his voice was crying.

"Looking forward, waiting for you to come back."

"Duanmu..." Ling'er's voice became extremely hoarse, I turned my head and looked at Luo Liang who was crying.

On the continuous release of Ling'er, the poisonous Nascent Soul in my body exploded, causing the poison produced in my body to rise like never before.

But Ling'er's killing was still going on, and a Nascent Soul cultivator of the Tianmian clan approached at once, and the two sides touched instantly. And Ling'er didn't care about that at all. Fewer and fewer.

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"what's the situation!"

Luo Liang looked at Shi Pangui, turned his head before a few breaths, and looked at the big boy. As for the injuries under her body, Ling'er didn't care about it, but at this moment she suddenly turned her head and stared at Qi Zhou. "Small courage, dare to intercept the alliance of your two races!"

Having seen the misery in the world, I still have no way to be indifferent to that kind of purgatory.

"Where is Panyan..."

Until Duanmu's cry and the roar of grief and indignation of the Vajra Sect ancestor seemed to come from a distant place, echoing in my ears, quickly becoming muddy, and brought my thoughts back to reality.

During the seven days, the one I was chasing was Zhi Wanwai, and at the dusk of the seventh day, the monstrous roar of the storm was transmitted to the convoy behind.

The human race in the cage is still numb, the torture for a few days and the spellcasting of the two races made us collapse before we realized it.

That caused us to be massacred when facing Ling'er, especially Luo Liang's poison was too terrifying. The foundation-builder cultivators of the two races were the first to endure it, screaming and rotting one after another.

Ling'er closed her eyes, did the murderous intent in her heart increase due to the subsequent killings, on the contrary, it became more intense and weaker, accumulated in her heart, so that my hostility was continuously formed, and I was almost out of breath.

"Refinement old man~www.novelmt.com~ unexpectedly takes so long, the Mirror Shadow Clan is really useless."

There was no shadow yet, it sensed Ling'er's anger and also Luo Liang's sadness, so it also became angry on the outside, spreading rapidly, protecting Duanmu for seven weeks, and taking action for him.

Ling'er remembers this longing for knowledge deeply, so I sent out my own pharmacopoeia and accepted my first disciple outside of the way of medicine.

But our actions were all brutal, Luo Liang's speed was extremely slow, he raised the dagger with his left hand and appeared, and instantly approached a monk of the Mirror Shadow Clan, he clenched his fist with his right hand and punched hard.

Our numbness, our joy, and the smell of rot and death in it made Luo Liang's eyes turn red, and the cold murderous intent under me exploded uncontrollably.

As for Duanmu's shot, Ling'er saw it once in Mermaid Island a long time ago, so I am very confused. Duanmu looks soft and strong on the outside, but in fact his style is biased towards close combat.

But after walking a few steps, his body rotted and fell down crying.

And the crowd in seven weeks also recovered quickly, and the sounds of sadness and crying gradually became less and less, until a figure staggered over and knelt down in front of Ling'er.

But all that badness didn't make me wail.

Shi Pangui looked at the same thing, his body trembled more and more, his hands were tightly held, the grief in his heart turned into a mouthful of blood, and he smiled miserably.

"Your disciple is dead. Master, you have to seek justice." I saw the convoy and saw these ten huge cages.

Ling'er left silently and opened the first cage. Outside the crowd, my gaze stayed on the corner at the bottom of the cage.