Chapter 402: 2 years

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A lot of enchanting, to the outside world, for this region of people, this is a prosperous world.

However, some forces are destined to have no chance to become a foil. For example, the family, the Li family, and their enchanting are all finished by Zi Yan.

In addition to the sovereign level, no one in this region can suppress these enchanting, and their strength wants to be promoted again, only to go to a broader world, where is their stage.

After all, they will not forget that a person named Zi Yan brought this endless legend, endless glory, and used his own power to cover up all the enchanting light.

This area, completely quiet, less young enchanting, less vitality, like a coveted old man, dead, dusk.

The big forces that are fearful are also relieved. After that, they will fully train the next generation of young people and save all their strength.

When the dust finally falls, the legend is also exhausted. As time passes by, the legend about the purple scorpion slowly turns into the past.

This area is dead, no waves, and occasionally, in the pub, someone will be mentioned after drunkenness. On the same day, a young man named Zi Yan suppressed the young generation at that time and became the most powerful enchanting, creating endless glory, but eventually died.

One year has passed, and the enchanting people who have left have not returned. No one knows that they are born or dead.

And people have gradually forgotten the enchanting once, the new generation of young people, began to emerge.

A small genius appeared. Only in his teens, he stepped into the congenital world. The heads of the heads screamed, indicating that another grand event came. In this year, there were many small geniuses.

One era has passed and another era has arrived.

In a twinkling of an eye, another year has passed, and Xiaotian has brought vitality to this deadly region.

It’s just a wave of turmoil. Obviously, there is no big shock brought by the purple scorpion. These little geniuses are only a natural world, and there is still a long way to go.

And once the war Wuzong, Xuanwu Zong, also because of the two enchanting Zhang Yitian, Lv Peng, and the reputation.

The small geniuses have risen, and the enchanting people are in another area, creating their own glory.

Indigenous in the south, it is playing its own reputation.

In an unnamed mountain range, the sky is clear and the sky is empty.

"Booming."

Suddenly, the thunder of the rolling sound, like the end of the day, a terrible thunder and lightning descended from the sky.

The vastness of Lei Wei, let all things tremble, beasts, panic and anxiety.

This is a thunder, it is terrible, and it destroys everything.

There is a silvery white between heaven and earth. The thunder and lightning are like the chains of heaven and earth. They run through the sky, thunder and thunder, the thunder of lightning, and large forests burst.

The peaks exploded, the gravel rolled down, the endless thunder, filled the heavens and the earth, the beasts smashed and sneaked away, and some slow speeds were instantly destroyed by lightning. It was a scene of extinction.

But among the thousands of Thunder Seas, there is a young black-haired youth who is using the physical body to resist the thunder. He is full of golden light and plays a strong attack. The thunder and lightning of the sky are all scattered by him, turning into lightning energy. He was swallowed by his mouth and used these energies to temper the body and strengthen the body.

The golden light shimmers. He is like a golden armor, standing in the thunder and thunder, and letting the thunder and lightning ravage.

"Booming."

Thunder and lightning have fallen, the power is getting stronger and stronger, and the number is getting more and more. Finally, this piece of heaven and earth is completely submerged, forming a thunder sea.

The entire jungle was violent at this moment, the rocks collapsed, the trees burst, the earth cracked, and the endless Leiwei ravaged everything.

This thunderstorm lasted for several hours and alerted the four wilderness.

When the energy was exhausted, a young man walked out of the devastated forest, and on his shoulder, there was a little guy who was shining like a monkey and a monkey.

"Two years, I don't know what happened outside."

With the little one, the young man came to the bustling big city and inquired about the traces of some old friends.

On the same day, there were two great geniuses, which caused a lot of attention. The genius of the battle came from Cangli and two. Finally, the genius of the Cang family won.

"Li Jiatian was defeated."

"The Li family is now down, and it has been smashed by the three enchanting scorpions. It has killed many powerful people and has never recovered."

"It’s not that the Li family is weak, but the Cang family is stronger. Two years ago, the enchanting of their family, but brought back the inheritance of the burial place, so that the overall strength of the Cang family is stronger."

In the pub, many people are talking about the battle of today, and the rise of the little genius is also a bit of vitality for this region.

"The congenital battle in the district is really a place where there is no color, or the era of the purple scorpion, even the emptiness of the emptiness."

"Yeah, I saw it with my own eyes on the same day. He punched a blast, and he had no fighting power."

"At that time, as long as the purple cicada appeared, it must be a scene of blood flow into the river, but after all, the purple cicada was dead and became a deadly warrior."

"Without the purple eyes and the lack of enchanting, this area is simply dead. For two years, there has not even been a decent fight. I really miss the era of the purple."

Two years later, I once again mentioned the purple sable, and there was a small wave in the pub, so many people were lamenting.

"Is it an era? I have become a thing of the past." In an inconspicuous corner, a young man looks out the window and screams out.

Just two years ago, an era has passed.

"My friends, are you leaving one by one?"

In the next discussion, as the youth guessed, all the enchanting people left.

"When Wang Xianer was less than ten strokes and defeated the four enchanting, it caused a lot of shock."

"There is Lin Xue, who later came to the top, and the strength is not weaker than Wang Xianer. It is also less than ten strokes and defeated the four enchanting."

"Zizi's friends have always been strong, everyone knows, but never imagined that even the confidante is so strong."

"I heard that Nie Tian was at the time of making a big loss for the family."

"Zhang Yutian and Lu Peng joined forces, almost smashing the big forces and all the air."

Through the wine, everyone remembers the past and sighs the years.

In the corner, a young man screamed out of God. After thinking about it, so many things happened.

"One era has ended, another generation of young people is about to rise, and the Purple Age has passed."

"Yeah, although he has created brilliance, he died after all, but unfortunately, sigh."

Everyone sighed.

"Oh, it’s just a dead man, what can be sighed." Suddenly, a cold voice rang out and walked into a young man from outside the door. He was only a teenager, but his body exudes a fierce breath.

"Kid, what do you say." A big shock, a monk took the case.

"You didn't hear it, I said it was just a dead man." The young man's voice was cold, striding in, and behind him, followed a middle-aged man.

"It is him, the little genius of Cang's family, who just defeated the little genius of Li."

"At the age of fifteen, it is the mid-contemporary period, and the qualifications are extraordinary. It is said that Cangjia has already used him as the first enchanting to cultivate."

"The middle-aged man next to him is a clan family and has always protected his safety."

Many people recognized the young people and they exclaimed.

Hearing the surrounding voices, the young man looks more proud, sweeping around, indifferent: "The purple scorpion has become the past, the dead corpse of my strong family, and his talent is not high, sixteen At the time, it was just a real atmosphere. This kind of garbage qualification really made me feel shameful."

The young people are very proud and have proud capital. At the age of fifteen, they are in the mid-contemporary period. No matter the realm or the strength, it is much stronger than the purple one at that time.

But many people are not embarrassed, Ziyan's talent is not high, but the power is strong, the realm never represents his combat power, which time he kills the enemy, not the leapfrog.

Only no one spoke, because the middle-aged people released the atmosphere of the royal sky, making people change color.

Moreover, the other party is a person of Cangjia, and there is a resentment that can't be solved with Ziyan. Here is Cangli City. At this moment, no one dares to touch the brow of the family.

"Little dolls, some points under the mouth, even if some people are dead, it is not a hairy boy you can swear." But some people refused to accept, still open.

"Why, I said wrong, his qualifications are average, the same realm, I am jealous of him ten." Young people proudly said.

"Oh, young people, this sentence even if your parents do not dare to say this, if the purple scorpion is alive, at least it is the royal sky, who can suppress him in the same realm, as for you, or to fight against the predecessor. ”

"He is strong again, and he is also a dead person. The bones killed by my strong family are gone." The young man's face was blue.

"You only say that he is dead. Why don't you say how many strong people in your family have died in his hands? In the land of the burial sacred, he used his own power to fight all the emptiness of the head and the squirrel. The situation is gone, and the enchantingness of your family is severely wounded several times, and the mouth is broken."

"Enough." The young man was angry.

"Why, I am not right. When the purple scorpion shot, your yin air period, you were beaten to escape. Now he is dead. You are a little boy in the district. Come here to speak big, two years ago, you are thirteen, if I am afraid I will scare the urine when I see the purple."

"Luo Shu ~ www.readwn.com ~ I hate this nonsense flies, knocked him out of his mouth, let him know nonsense, filthy Cang family's end." Young people cold.

"Hey, do I have nonsense, you know in your own heart, why, I want to shoot at me today." This is a true Yuan Jiuzhongtian monk who went to the site of the burial day and was very grateful to Zi Yan.

"Two years ago, your family's strong, suppressed by Zi Yan's friends, huddled in the scene that the family did not dare to appear, you forgot, two years have passed, you have to deal with the scattered repair, it is good to forget the pain ."

No one has opened all around, only this true power is strong.

"Uncle Luo, I hate him and swear directly." The young man spoke, his voice was indifferent, his cold eyes were like watching the dead.

"It’s just a matter of saying that it’s going to kill people. This is really your style. It seems that things two years ago did not give you a profound lesson."

"You have too much nonsense, and now send you on the road."

In the eyes of middle-aged people, there is an endless murder, and the air is surging, and it is directly photographed to the Tianling cover of the monk.