Vol 3 Chapter 489: limit

Black light, like the same sword, rises into the sky and pierces into the sky.

Everything is vain, nothing is done.

A sacred character is suspended in the air, dark and inky, releasing a powerful wave of momentum.

At this moment, it seems that the whole world has responded.

In Xingshacheng, Ted walked out of the room and looked up at the sky.

There was nothing there, but his brow was wrinkled. Fall into meditation.

Ghost spirits are shaped, suspended in the air, and the rules that were previously shaken are once again falling.

Like a spider, the spider's silk is entangled in the prey.

The saint is still stirring, and it seems to break through the suppression of the rules.

It seems that a peerless power has come to this place, and does not want to be restrained and suppressed by this world, and is fiercely fighting.

The ghost appeared in the distance, and it watched the ghost spirit in a vigilant manner.

The frequency of the sacred spurs is getting faster and faster, and it seems that it is necessary to break the rule again.

At this moment, I saw another hand in the purple sable, and a black light flashed over the jade piece.

The frequency of the ghost spirit swaying, suddenly small, the powerful breath of the surging, also began a little convergence.

The black light that is rising from the sky is slowly dissipating.

The rules have the upper hand.

The little dumb three are completely dumbfounded, standing on the side like a petrochemical, not moving.

Hey!

A tremble, the light on the ghost's sacred charm disappeared, and it became a plain paper, falling toward the ground.

Everything is back to normal, and if it's not a large leaf over the head, it's like an illusion.

"Purple!"

The mountain screamed, and this reaction came to the purple scorpion.

The soul of the purple scorpion is very weak, like a fatal wound, lying there and motionless.

The ghost also ran from a distance. Instead of going to see the purple scorpion, it ran to the front of the ghost spirit and watched it carefully.

It’s just that the ghost spirit at this time has completely turned into a real paper, and there is nothing unusual.

"The previous movement was too big. It is not appropriate to stay here for a long time. Let's leave here first."

Looking at the still stunned purple, Noah frowned.

The two naturally won't have any opinions. The previous black light is too dazzling, and maybe someone will come here to explore.

So, Noah carried the purple scorpion, and the sneaky ghost jumped to the shoulder of the purple sable. The mountain smashed the sacred pen of the purple sable, while the little dumb smacked the sacred spirit of the ghost spirit and put it close.

The three quickly left the place, did not dare to stay in the middle, and continued to fly toward the front.

It was only when the sky was approaching that the purple scorpion woke up.

The sound of the wind rang in the ear, and he saw the tree retreating constantly, his eyes gradually clearing.

She kept a note on the hawthorn on the purple scorpion, and she perceives the purple sorrow, so she stopped.

The other two also stopped, and the mountain said, "How do you feel?"

Zi Yan shook his head and said: "It's just a little weak, nothing bad, can it be successful?"

When the purple scorpion loses consciousness, he only sees the rules suppressing the sacred symbols, and the others have never seen them.

Noah put the sable from the back, and the little dumb immediately took out the ghost and passed it to the sable.

After seeing the saint, the purple eyes lit up, "Sure enough."

He took the saint, and after careful perception, he knew that it was the same as the outside world.

Noah said: "When the sacred form was formed, it brought great movements. We were worried that someone would catch up and would not dare to stop all the way."

Zi Yan asked about the passing of the incident and knew that this was not a trivial matter. He said, "We will continue."

He once again took out the transmission, and I don’t know how much it is.

The next moment, the light shrouded four people.

The sable is only sent once, and the distance is far enough. Even if someone wants to find it, the difficulty is not small.

At this time, they are farther away from Xingsha City.

Xingsha City, which has already become a whirlpool center, is destined to be undercurrent and indiscriminate, but with the strong presence of the Blue House, the undercurrent of the city seems to have become a calm lake, at least on the surface.

The turbulent soul regained, and Zi Yan opened his eyes and took out the ghost spirit.

At the moment, this sacred character is unremarkable, but its appearance has almost killed its own life.

What is this?

The singer squats on the shoulders of Zi Yan. After seeing this ghost spirit, there is curiosity in its smart eyes.

As for vigilance, it has long since ceased to exist.

Others are also very curious about the power of ghosts and have turned their heads.

After a while, the purple scorpion put away the ghost spirit, and once again took out the sacred note.

For a time, the expressions of the three people have changed. These times, the sables are written twice, and the movements are very great. This is not in line with their current situation.

The sable is obviously not paying attention to the feelings of everyone, and the pen is falling, and a ghost spirit is in one go.

The soul of the surrounding area began to flow and gathered toward the front of the purple.

The light broke out in front, and then a little bit of change eventually turned into a black sacred symbol.

Ghost spirit.

The light converges, the paper falls, and the purple scorpion reaches out.

Although the three people can't draw characters, but their eyesight is there. Isn't this sacred character in the hands of the purple scorpion in the moment, is it the one that brought the big movement before?

Why is this time so small?

The cicada looked at it for a moment, and said after the ghost of the ghost, "because it has become part of the world."

A few people are ignorant, and after a look at each other, they are full of sorrow, obviously do not understand.

This is a good explanation, but only a few people don't understand it. This involves rules.

For example, the purple scorpion that first came to this world, in the outside world, is a powerful six-star Holy Spirit, but in the Kata world, even the first-level hunters are not.

The same is true of ghosts, no matter how powerful it is, then after arriving here, it will be influenced by the rules, and the greatest strength he can play ~www.readwn.com~ is also closely related to the realm of Zi Yan.

It is very clear that the character of the ghost spirit is almost negligible, so the purple dragon continues to write and write one.

One after another, always reaching their limits.

A total of twenty-seven.

This is a lot less than when it was outside, but it is obviously a good thing, indicating that the soul of the purple scorpion has improved a lot here.

On the way forward, there was no crisis. The pedestrians stopped and stopped. During the period, because there was no containment of the sacred paper, the purple scorpion also accumulated a lot of saints.

Time is half a month, and it has been more than 20 days since the last crisis.

But from the destination, there is still a long way to go, even if they are on the road every day.

For more than 20 days, the team trying to leave Xingsha City has already been chilled. During this time, no team can live to reach the second city. Every time, some black people are killed in the middle, leaving no A live mouth.