Chapter 840: Do you want to choose the polar monarch? (One)
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A cluster of green grass grows slowly and hard, and the breeze blows and sways gently.
One day, this bunch of green grass will spread all over the world, and it will become a vast and innocent mountain range.
Just like this life on the mainland.
They are ordinary, small, and in the eyes of those who are tall, like ants, like a small fire.
But this group of ants, these small flames are so small.
As long as they give them a world, a turn, the spark can be punished, and the ants can dump the world.
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Xiu Xian Mainland, Tianzhimen.
In a closed chamber, the cold eyes opened and a blood spurted out.
On the three futons beside her, the hibiscus, lily of the valley and green bamboo that should have been sitting there have all been turned into ashes.
Leng Qing 婉 feels the empty spirit of the body, as well as the pain of the body tearing, the eyes are full of resentment.
Suddenly, she remembered something and took a look at the mirror.
But the mirror on the mirror is gray and nothing can be seen.
Only a few cracks appeared on the mirror.
Thousands of miles of mirrors were destroyed, and the power of [the robbery of the gods] was so powerful that it was so strong.
Three confidants were killed, half were repaired and lost, and the heavenly door was destroyed.
This time, in order to kill Jun Muyan, she can be said to have paid a painful price.
On the day of the magic piano, the **** musician passed on, she did not grab the hand.
The cold and clear face was twisted and twisted, and it was immediately replaced by crazy laughter.
"Even if the loss is painful? Jun Muyan, this monk is not killed by me!"
"I want to live with the emperor and I want to take away the things that belong to me." This is your end!"
"Haha... hahahaha..."
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Polar domain.
The ear seemed to rang through the roar of thunder.
The emperor suddenly sat up from the bed, his face pale, "Mu Yan -!!"
After a while, he didn't think about it, just got up and went out.
However, before he reached the door, several people rushed over and stumbled in front of him.
"Just, you can't leave here!"
The emperor looked coldly at the few people in front of him, "Get out!!"
"Jun, please listen to me!" The old man fell to the ground and slammed his head. "The mirror is corroded. You forcibly tear the time and space. The body and the gods are severely wounded. On the first floor, if you are not in this [cultivation of the Soul House], your repair will no longer be possible."
On that day, the emperor returned, and he treated the ink as a wind with the thunder.
The old man forced himself to plead guilty.
Everyone was delighted that everything was calming down, but the Emperor suddenly fell down.
I used to go to see it, but it was scared to almost disappear.
Because the emperor's cultivation was almost directly down one layer, the Yuanshen was nearing collapse.
It was such a serious injury that he was so unaware that he had been able to fall through all the things he had done.
[The Soul House] is actually a holy ancestor.
The sacrifice is just the most common stone house, and there is no spiritual power inside, and it looks like nothing.
But this is the [fate house], but it is the treasure that is hard to find in the world.
No matter how many injuries suffered by the gods, they can be repaired slowly in this [cultivation house].
And in the [cultivation of the soul house] cultivation, its progress is far more than in other places.
