Ten Gods

A piece of blood and water splashed on the surface of the Jinyan Road, and the corpse was a shocking, like hell. August 1 Chinese WWW. In the text 8, 1 Z network W. C-O-M

The main door of Jin Yanmen, the eyes of the desire to split, anger and blood in the anger, the mouth constantly rushing blood.

"Lin Tian! Lin Tian! You are a beast! A thief! Devil! Damn! You won't have a good end! Ah!"

Jinyan Road has a long history and is one of the twelve doors. But now, it has been destroyed.

Lin Tian looks indifferent, overlooking the main door of Jin Yan: "The heavens and the earth are all things, three thousand avenues, the causal cycle. On the same day, the door of your Jinyan Road ruined my feathered door. That is because, now, this is fruit, you are not qualified for anger. ""

Jin Yanmen's main face is stunned, with a sly and sorrowful poison in his eyes, like a ghost, staring at Lin Tian insanely.

Lin Tian was cold and looked down at the depths of the Jinyan Road.

"First live in him."

He turned to the black road and walked toward the depths of the Jinyan Road.

Soon after, he came to the Jinyan Daomen’s Tibetan Buddhist Scriptures, which was a very spacious temple with a column of crossbars, and on the crossbar, there were naturally numerous martial arts and numbers. Unclear magical powers.

He swept through the outermost sacred secrets, did not care, step by step to the depths of the hall, to the end.

"Thousands of machines!"

"Horan sword!"

"Highest axis!"

"Fireworm charm!"

"Fei Xian Lei Fa!"

On the cross frame in the depths of the main hall, a section of the gods and the ancient law line, the font looks powerful, very extraordinary.

Lin Tian’s eyes flashed a touch of fine mans, these are the avenue-level supernatural powers, definitely a big treasure!

He kept waving his hand and collected all the secrets of the ministry in the hall into the stone ring. Not only these avenues, but also the ordinary martial arts, he also collected it. In the twinkling of an eye, the hall was moved. . August 1 Chinese W eight W eight W one. One 8 eight one network ZW. COM

After a pause, his gaze fell to the front, there was a gods cabinet, and there was a very strong ban on the seal.

He took out the stone mirror of the top, and pushed it all the way. He even used the celestial magic and the vision of the sea to run. It took a few dozen breaths to break the ban and take out a gold in the sac. Bright gold secretary.

"Jin Yan Bao Jing!"

He opened the secretary and watched a treacherous record recorded in it, nodding his head from time to time. The ancient techniques are very good, the value is very amazing, and it will definitely cause some **** rain, and many people will break their heads to compete. However, this treasure is not attractive to him. Compared with the technique and method he controls, it is nothing. After all, the techniques and methods he controls are almost inherited from the Nine Great Heavens.

He took this treasure into the stone ring, walked out of the Tibetan Buddhist temple, and swept it around and went into another treasure house... Jin Yanbing. Pushing open the gate of the squad, he walked into it, and suddenly saw the cold light. A sect of treasure was placed on the weapon rack. There were knives, swords, shackles, shields, spears, and various weapons. There should be an end.

"The top grade fairy, three. The middle of the fairy, eleven. The next product fairy, twenty-three."

Glanced past, and there was a flash in his eyes.

In addition to the fairy, there are still many treasures and treasures in this corps, which are extraordinary. He walked to the front of a weapon rack and took a piece of the fairy ware into his hand. It was a slight shock, and suddenly there was a cold-blooded sword spread, which was amazing.

"Good sword!"

He whispered himself, and put the top swords up, and also collected all the treasures in this squad.

Leaving the Bing Ge, he went to other places and found a lot of Bao Dan, Bao Yao and Beast Core.

Soon, half an hour passed, he pushed open another treasure house door, and suddenly, the rich and powerful aura came, so that Lin Tian was full of energy. August 1 Chinese W eight W network W text. One 81ZW. COM looked at it, this Fangbaoge built a large pile of Lingjing, preserved in a special way, all crystal clear, like a sheep fat jade is generally piled in the treasure house.

For the first time in the eyes of Lin Tian, ​​the fine mans became squatting, staring straight at these spirits.

Glanced past, he roughly calculated, these Lingjing, together can be about three thousand pounds!

"Enough is enough for me to reach the Olympics!"

He shook his fist.

But later, he couldn't help but shake his head. Simply talking about the accumulation of Ling Jing, Jin Yan Daomen is really rare.

"At the beginning, the sinister thief said that the six celestial sects, the twelve gates, and some small sects, the amount of spiritual crystals combined is far less than the search for a dragon family. Now it seems that there is nothing wrong with it, Jin Yan Daomen, actually There are only three thousand pounds of crystal."

He is talking to himself.

He thought for a moment, if he relied solely on Ling Jing to improve his cultivation, the monk would need to spend a thousand kilograms of spiritual crystal from the Eighth Heaven to the Imperial Sky. So, with the ability of the twelve gates, rely on Ling Jing Supporting some talented disciples in the Yukong Eight-days is still barely practicable, but after the Eighth Weights, it will not work.

Simply relying on Lingjing practice, the cost of cultivation after the Eighth Weights is really amazing. A disciple needs a thousand pounds of Lingjing. With the spiritual reserves of the twelve gates, he can't afford it. From this point of view, cultivation is mainly based on oneself. Lingjing is a good thing, but after all, it is rare. The twelve doors can only occasionally take out some Lingjing, as a reward for the outstanding disciples below the Eighth Weight. Disciples with more than eight weights in the Imperial Air, although they can also receive the Lingjing reward, but generally do not practice it, and more are exchanged for other treasures.

"Only relying on Ling Jing, the monks are piled up above the eight-day sky of the Imperial Sky, and even piled up in the field of fairyland, on the vast Shengzhou, it is estimated that the three major dynasties and the dragon-seeking family can have this emboldened."

Lin Tian secretly.

The strength of the three emperors is extremely strong. Looking down on the territory of Shengzhou, the reserves of Lingjing should not be less, but the family of dragons, not to mention the purely Lingyuan reserves, the three major emperors are estimated to be incompetent, for no reason. It is only because a group of people in this vein will dig for the spirit to find the spirit crystal. So, the amount of spiritual crystal reserves in the family is not much?

Of course, it is only Lingjing, and Lingjing does not mean strong strength. The strength of a big force is not determined by Lingjing. The true strength is more from itself. Far from being comparable to the three great emperors. The three great emperors, the secrets of the inheritance are unparalleled, and most of them are people and dragons.

After a pause, he shook his head and shook his head. He no longer thought about it, and his eyes fell back on the crystal of the treasure house.

With a good man in his eyes, he waved and carefully collected the spirit crystals in the treasure house.

He has about dozens of stone rings, which can store a lot of things. The amount of Jin Yan Daomen's foundation is not enough for him. He walked out of the Fang Lingjing treasure house, went to other places in the Jinyan Road, and found some other valuable things. All of them were collected, and almost the Jinyan Road was moved.

After more than two hours in the past, he returned to the front of Jin Yanmen, who was suppressed by the black shack.

Looking down at Jin Yanmen, his expression was indifferent and calm.

"what have you done!"

Jin Yanmen, the main lord, Lin Tian entered the depths of the Jinyan Road, what good things can be? There will never be a good thing!

"Move something."

Lin Tiandao.

The master of Jinyanmen clearly understood the meaning of his six words. He suddenly became more angry, his eyes were red, and he stared at Lin Tian: "You, you robbed me of the door of Jinyan Road?! Damn, you robber, bandit!"

Lin Tian is just a smile, too lazy.

He crouched down and stared at the Jinyan Gate Lord, who was suppressed by the black scorpion. He said: "The twelve gates have twelve fairy veins under the ground, and there are special secret laws to seal them. I want to know, unlock the blockade. Can you tell me about the printing of the twelve immortals under the door of Jin Yan Dao?"

He left the door of Jin Yan, the first one was to let this person watch him kill the door of Jin Yan, let the other party feel the pain, and the other is to know how to unblock the 12-year-old vein under the door of Jin Yan Road. He can know the method, relying on the pure twelve cents to cultivate, thinking about it is very against the sky, breaking into the fairyland is simply a breeze.

Jin Yanmen's main shock, binoculars are more blood red, Lin Tian, ​​even the idea of ​​the twelve immortals of Jin Yan Daomen!

"You can't think about it!"

This middle-aged man is shouting.

For this answer, Lin Tian is not surprised at all. The other party will be willing to tell him to unblock the seal. That is strange.

He looked at the black scorpion: "I will suppress his **** and the sea."

Blackbird obviously understands that Lin Tian is going to use the knowledge of God to search for the sea of ​​Jin Yanmen’s masters, in order to find the French seal that unblocks the twelve centuries, and directly shoots two Wuguang in the enchanting, directly directing the **** of Jinyan’s master. The sea of ​​knowledge has also been suppressed, and the Jinyanmen’s main words are spoken. Staring at Lin Tian, ​​at this moment, Jin Yanmen was shocked and angry, and his eyes showed fear.

Lin Tian's expression was indifferent, his eyebrows flickered, and a glimpse of God's thoughts shot directly, and he did not enter the other's gods.

This side of the sea is boundless, he has abused other things one by one, and soon traces of what he wants to know. However, it was also at this time that his face changed and his mind touched a strange symbol that flashed in the cold.

"Broken god?! Back!"

He quickly recovered the sacrificed thoughts, and at the same time, he rumored to the black scorpion, and moved with the black scorpion to retreat dozens of feet away.

Almost at the same time, the main door of Jin Yanmen screamed, and the bang blew open, exploding a huge pit with a radius of ten feet.

Staring at the huge pit, Lin Tian suddenly had a cold back.

"Fortunately, there are precautions in advance, and I have really planted this kind of thing!"

He is secretive.

Twelve Xianmai is very important for any one of the twelve gates. If the seal of the twelve centuries is unsealed, it should be a taboo. If there is a broken god, once it is known, The people of the law have the idea of ​​actively leaking secrets, and the broken gods will explode on their own, destroying their sense of the sea, and at the same time, if someone forcibly peeks at the secrets of their knowledge, they will also lead to the destruction of the gods. Open, the end of the double-shaped gods.

Lin Tian once knew the existence of shattered gods from Baiqiu. Therefore, when peeping into the sea of ​​the gods of Jinyan, he was always careful to guard against it. If it was not, it would be directly with the Jinyan Gate. Was destroyed.