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tree?

In this place, how can there be trees?

The ink was a little glimpse, and the eyes looked rather strange to the tree.

It is a beautiful tree, purple oval leaves, golden trunks.

I don't know if I'm going to use the word beautiful to describe the tree. It's just the first time I look at the past, and I've seen this impression in my mind.

Ink has been out of the sky and the gods for many years, has seen countless flowers and plants, but has never seen such a perfect tree, it is powerful, branches, and the purple leaves are like purple clouds, will be gray The days are illuminating a few points.

This is the case, it is very strange to let the ink away, and even gave birth to the heart of caution.

The demon world is lacking in spirit, the ordinary trees are not said to grow vigorously, even the survival is very difficult, everywhere is ruined, it is very bleak.

It's hard to be done, is this nameless tree planted by the sacred god?

The ink was left for a moment, and it was confirmed that there was no abnormality in the tree of no name, and after seeing no monsters, this gave up the heart.

He regained his gaze, and luck lifted his palm, and he was about to wave down and destroy the shadow of Xuanyin.

Suddenly, the purple leaves drifted, and a leaf fell.

That leaf, unbiased, fell on the shoulders of the ink.

It was a purple leaf that looked slim and fragile, with a soft glow.

The ink did not take the leaf seriously, and his hand glimpsed as if it was insignificant dust, and the leaf would be opened.

I knew that the leaves had touched the shoulders of the ink, and his face suddenly changed.

The seemingly feathery leaves, falling on the shoulders, are like thousands of pounds.

Ink fell from the foot, the tall body, instantly saw, fell a few inches, the sweat of the beans, slipped from his forehead.

Hey!

The ink was shocked from the tiger's body, and the body's power was like a knife, and the purple leaves on the shoulder were shattered.

Behind him, there was a whistling wind.

When I looked back, I jumped over the horror of my eyes.

The purple leaves have fallen, turning into hundreds of flying blades, like a purple rain, very fast.

The ink has changed from the shadow of the figure, and there are a few teleports in the hand, which can be used for the teleportation.

Above the symbol, a loud bang, a lot of black flames.

The ink was so horrified that he only heard a few noises, and his body formed a suffocating wall.

The purple flying blade kills and hits the helium wall.

Suddenly, the wall of the wall collapsed and the ink ran away by dozens of steps.

The blood in his body swelled, and the plaque on his hand was already burned beyond recognition. The fingertips were still burned by the inexplicable flame.

"Who! Who dares to hurt the man with a dark arrow, and what is a hero when he hides his head, and he has the ability to get out."

The ink was red and red, and a pair of eagle squinted around. His twilight was heavy, but he was not far away, and a figure appeared.

It was a young man, tall and straight, like a pine cypress.

The man came out from under the tree and didn't know how long he stood there.

When the ink saw the man, he was first stunned. When he noticed that the atmosphere of the other side was close to himself, he was surprised again.

"You are a stranger?"

"Long time, Mohou."

In the voice of the man, with the meaning of singularity, indifference and alienation.

"you!"

The ink was not expected to come to the person in front of him, but he recognized his identity at a glance.

But he clearly does not know the people in front of him.

The appearance of a young man is very ordinary, and can even be described as being incomprehensible, but his body is even more refined than the blade, and his appearance is seriously inconsistent.

"Why, after the autopsy, I can't remember the old friends many years ago? Or the relationship between you and me should be described as an 'old rival.'"

The young man licked his mouth and revealed his white teeth. It looked a little bit ugly.

Ink in the neck is inexplicably cold, as if the other is a hungry wolf, the moment before, you can talk to you freely, the next moment will pounce on, tearing your throat with sharp teeth.

The inexplicable sense of familiarity rushed into my heart, and the ink was like something that I remembered, and there was a vague shadow in my mind.

A face is getting clearer and clearer.

It was an equally clear face, but the face was much more handsome than the face. The outline of the knife and axe, the sword and the eyebrows, the blood in a bone is a cold demon.

"Xichuan Hou!!"

The ink shouted.

"It's my old rival for many years. After I changed my face, you can recognize it at a glance. It's really moving.

Qin Xiaochuan showed a bloodthirsty smile, but his eyes were cold and cold.

Qin Xiaochuan did not expect that in today's world of gods, there are even the emergence of aristocrats of extraterrestrial magic.

Ink and Qin Xiaochuan, the two giants in the aristocrats of the heavens and the devils, met again after four thousand years.

"How come you are here? At that time, the outside world clearly sent me only."

The ink is disillusioned and the mood is very complicated.

He and Qin Xiaochuan used to be deadly enemies. Both of them were amazing at home and possessed the supreme magic. They were called the pride of heaven.

The original ink and Qin Xiaochuan are mutually competitive relations.

But nowadays, he fell into the realm of the gods, and his hometown meets the old people. Even if the relationship is not friendly, he still has a sense of closeness.

Looking at Qin Xiaochuan's appearance, he must have passed through the autopsy, but why, the breath of the other side is so much stronger than him.

This makes the ink can not help but give birth to a few points of caution.

"Of course, I came to seal the order. You died in the realm of the gods, and there was no news. It happened to be born out of the sky, and it was amazed. The family sent me. Unfortunately, my luck is not good. I met the old guy who was too imaginary. He was united with the Divine Legion. I accidentally ambushed and was forced to reincarnate."

When I mentioned the old past, Qin Xiaochuan's eyes flashed a trace of blood.

The weather is fascinating, and the fluctuations caused by the Galaxy are much larger than those thought by the four gods of the gods.

The demon world's imaginary gods have discovered, even the heavens are also alarmed. The extraterrestrial magic is just around the corner. Qin Xiaochuan was ordered to come. He hatched from the celestial well, but he did not expect it to be hit by the shadow of Xuanyin.

Taixu Shenzun took the opportunity to kill him, and Qin Xiaochuan was forced to dismember.

The injury suffered by Qin Xiaochuan was suffered by the double shadows of Xuanyin and Shenxu, even more serious than the injuries of the inks in the past. .

He reluctantly keeps the soul, just like a wandering soul, free at the junction of the demon world and the human world.

It was not until many years later that he gathered his soul to take the opportunity to take care of the human baby and was adopted by the endless.

However, it is also the experience of the lonely moon, Qin Xiaochuan learned the cultivation method of the human race, and combined with the cultivation method of the alien magic, today's Qin Xiaochuan is more than Xichuan Hou of the year.