Writing A Book and Becoming A God: The Start is Broken, Driving 100,000 Cultivators Crazy to Chase a

The Queen Mother of the West came just in time.

His face was flushed, and he rushed over, full of elemental power mixed with him, as if nothing could make him care anymore, he made up his mind to gamble, "How powerful you are, can you be stronger than fate? You If you are in this world bubble, you will be bound by the order of this world bubble"!99

I saw a piece of light, as if the will of the world was completely out of Gandalf's control and began to reverse. Under a pink fire, Gandalf was completely turned into a piece of debris.

Unexpectedly, the war would end so soon. The Great Emperor Wushi narrowed his eyes and felt a emptiness in his body, as if something had been hollowed out. He lay softly on the ground, looking at the firelight and the fluttering dust.

When the strong man dies, there are still some fragments, but these fragments will soon dissipate, and when these fragments disappear completely, they seem to have never existed in this world, and this world will no longer have any trace of him.

The power that can restrain Western magic and rules is the purest source of power behind the heavens and the world.

All situations are just a change of heart.

Gandalf looked at his gradually cracked body, but there was no special expression on his face.

I didn't expect the realm that I couldn't reach in the past no matter what, it's easy for me now.

Finally...is it over?

Although his limit was greatly extended by the Ten Thousand Beast Marks, he still needed to rest, and now he felt that his body was almost collapsed and consumed too much.

Boom!

West Queen Mother Road.

One flower is one world, one thought is one Tathagata, and one's mind can change according to one's mind. The so-called world bubble is nothing but a speck of dust.

That's right, it was his honor to fight against four Western dominant powerhouses in a row, even if he died now, he would still be honored even though he was defeated.

Everyone looks at me, I look at you, no one can speak.

If it is explored, what is the difference between the world bubble in the secret realm of Kunlun Mountain and the flat ground outside.

The Great Emperor Wubei was entrusted in a white cloud, perfectly wrapped, his whole body was red and his skin was covered with scars. Now, he finally showed a bit of the fragility of a young man. The guy, he frowned, it seems that even in the dream, he is thinking about something carefully.

He seemed to hear the clearness of the birds, and the wildness of the wild beasts running in the mountains. The dawn in the mountains, the sun rising in the east and setting in the west, and the stars moved. It seemed that the changes of all things in the world were hidden in such a song. The Great Emperor only felt relieved, even though there were terrifying slaughter battlefields all around.

It really is one thing, one thing, the Great Emperor Wushi smiled slightly, a little happy, if there is no West Queen, he may not be able to kill Voldemort, but he must work hard.

Does he have no limits?

Let his skill go to a higher level? The mark between the eyebrows flickered again, as if a drop of water entered his brain. The Great Emperor Wubei and the flute quickly merged, and in a short while, he completely entered the realm, and a burst of infuriating slowness Flow slowly all over the body.

The pieces were shimmering gold, and they were put together, barely revealing a human shape.

Voldemort held his head tightly, his eyes were split open, and he was mad with pain.

Seeing that he was the only one around, Gandalf laughed.

It doesn't seem to matter, his mood has already rushed into the distance, his skills are no longer stagnant, and all kinds of feminine moves have entered his mind, but it has greatly resolved his body's too fierce masculinity and vigor.

"The origin of the Dao...I didn't expect that we in the West have been wandering around these famous things and the outer objects of the nameless things, but you have directly grasped the origin of the Dao."

This kind of beautiful and melodious flute sound and Voldemort's frantic and terrifying violin sound are simply two different extremes.

Rubbing his eyes, he seemed to say casually: "'々 It's so noisy."

"Conscientiously perceive and integrate with this rhythm, which can take your skills to a higher level. 35

"Boy, it's really unfair to lose to you!"

He really deserves to be beaten by a rookie like him!

Even against these dominant figures, why does he still look like nothing has changed?

It seems that the sound of the flute of the Queen Mother of the West has completely become his nemesis, causing him to lose control of his entire body, let alone attack, even self-defense has become a problem. Those notes flew out completely, turning into endless smoke and dust. The rules, for a slightly stronger person, can't do any harm at all.

But no one dared to step forward, everyone watched silently and discussed carefully.

The Great Emperor Wubei stood silently on the spot, this time he was no longer panic, and he didn't even mean to escape.

The Great Emperor Wubei closed his eyes, and the smell of burning and burning was still floating around him, but he couldn't control anything. Now, he just wanted to have a good sleep.

As if something absolutely impossible happened, completely breaking their worldview.

The crowd did not wake up in great surprise.

There was something like a floating cloud behind him that held him up softly, and the Great Emperor Wubei felt like he had lost his motivation now and just wanted to get a good night's sleep.

However, this Miao Miao Xianyin, which ordinary people can clear their hearts, is like poison to Voldemort.

Gandalf laughed, completely turned into sparkling dust, and then disappeared into the air, as if he had never existed.

Now... The Great Emperor Wu Shi hooked his fingers and felt that he could do whatever he wanted. Everything around him was under his control. Beside him, there was something called Dao that was slowly growing.

The battle situation was changing in waves. Before, they had some vague guesses, but no one gave the answer. Now, they didn't expect that the most unlikely thing (Nuo Zhaohao) would actually happen.

It's a pity that these Western ancestors didn't even see through these, and were blindly obsessed with some kind of world order.

There is only one of these powerhouses who can turn the world upside down with just a stomping of their feet.

Now, everyone's eyes are focused on this person called the Great Emperor Wu Beginning.

In the firelight, everyone was frightened and uneasy.

The Great Emperor Wubei looked peaceful. This time, there was no murderous intent on his body anymore. He himself seemed to be completely integrated with the origin of this world. The power of the sky poured in.

The Beginning Emperor looked without any precautions.

Everyone's eyes widened.

Who would have thought that he could kill three Western ancestors in a row at an absolute disadvantage!

Is he dead?

It's as silent as death here.

The Beginning Emperor moved his fingers lightly.

About nine hours later, the Great Emperor Wushi stretched out a blue medicine.

The snow-white light flocked to Voldemort, and in this way, Voldemort was completely buried in an extremely cold and passionate flute.