Hong is terrible. Being born is a top Taoist, and being born with a top treasure is terrible.
But in Yuan Heng’s view, he has a fatal flaw!
This statue, which is close to the top Taoist series, is terrible in the whole body. In addition to the great destiny, this transcendental skill doesn’t even have a set of secondary avatar occult arts!
Which statue of the Great Avatar Brother, who has experienced poverty, robbery, poverty and killing, can explode 1000%, 10000% and 10000% for every cross-border battle with both hands?
But it’s not!
Booming …
Suddenly, a shocking wail came, and the original sky was extremely active. At this time, fate became extremely dead!
"Huh?"
This sudden change immediately attracted the eyes of Hong and Yuan Heng.
"Did you finally succeed?"
Yuan Heng finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he was not easy either.
Don’t look at him. As soon as he got into trouble, he almost hit his opponent hard, as if he had occupied a strong wind.
But in fact, Yuan Heng has to separate a part of his heart to resist the increasing terrible assimilation of small chaos, and at the same time he has to resist the terrorist pressure of a top Taoist, who is far from being as relaxed and natural as he is.
And the fate of the Ganges is the most important thing. Don’t look at Hong’s injury, but there must be fate. I’m afraid that something will soon turn into shape in the Ganges.
"How is it possible!"
Staring at the terrible smell in Yuan Heng’s one-eyed, Wang Hong is going crazy!
"How can the River of Destiny be suppressed by those ordinary ants? How can it be!"
At last, when the first moan crossed heavily, it entered the heart of Hong.
From a certain point of view, the River of Destiny is the incarnation of this immortal destiny, another associated deity, and it is almost impossible to block them unless the roots are destroyed!
"Hong, you should know that your chances of winning are not high now."
"Your talent is really high. Otherwise, your future is limitless, so I’ll give you one last chance to swear to your fate and integrate into our world from now on. Otherwise …"
"You will … fall!"
Yuan Heng’s mood has returned to calm and chaos, and the body has soared by one million feet, reaching a height of terror of 10 million feet, and the terrible artistic conception of eternal chaos is pressing against the artistic conception of high destiny.
"Hong, this is your last chance. Don’t think about running the avenue. Although you can’t directly shoot, you can still block the world."
Yuan Heng looked at Hong with a little bit of hope in his heart.
Although Hong has caused great losses to the vast world, it is so great that Yuan Heng can hardly bear it. If you can get a top source creature, you will earn it!
Spiritual cultivation to the level of Yuan Heng naturally cannot be carried away by hatred. Although it may be a little sorry to say this, those fallen little guys can be above immortality in the hearts of Yuan Heng and their first heavenly gods, which is the greatest pursuit. Everything else is irrelevant!
And like Hong, he is almost equivalent to nearly ten ancestors when he wants to blend into the wild!
It won’t be long before a few robbers can break through to immortality, that is, the present level of Avenue Mother. At that time, Hong was a very top twenty ancestors!
At that time, I am afraid that the hope of surpassing the future will be increased by two levels.
This is definitely a great temptation for Yuan Heng and others!
"What do you think?"
Yuan Heng’s terrible one-eyed eyes looked at each other in silence.
"impossible"
For a long time, Hong shook his head and sighed, "Glory Lord, I admit that you are really fierce. Once you really fight and lose the river of destiny, I’m afraid I don’t even have a half chance of winning."
"Then what?"
Yuan Heng frowned. In fact, his heart was biased towards Yu Hong to join the universe.
Because Yuan Heng Bai Hong, a source creature, actually has a good mind, splitting the flood and devouring it. In fact, his life level is too high, which leads to mental problems. How can he care about the life and death of ants on the roadside?