Ancient Godly Monarch

"I am not going to enter the magic hall." Qin asked Tian to suddenly open the way, the strong man beside him looked at him, revealing the meaning of doubt, this Xianyu Wu Xiu went all the way to the magic mountain, even said that it is not to enter the magic hall .

"In the fallen demon domain, I met a young man in white. He walked out of the magic mountain and told me that if I were looking for some people, I could come to the magic mountain. Now, I am on the magic mountain, but how to find what I am looking for. People?" Qin asked Tian to ask.

"White youth?" The strong man's eyes flashed, and Qin asked Tian to pass a fairy to pass it out and turn it into an image. After the strong man saw it, he smiled and shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"I don't know?" Qin asked the sky to blink, saying: "People who walked down the Magic Mountain should not lie to deceive me."

"He said that he has his own reason, just, maybe the time has not yet arrived." The person beside him smiled lightly, then he flashed his body and went straight away, leaving Qin to ask him alone. .

Looking at this magic mountain, the endless region, the thousand magic temple, at first glance, there is no end.

"Perhaps, the top few temples will give you the answer." A voice floated into the mind of Qin Wentian. He looked up and looked at the magic halls that stood in the mountains of Moshan. Will there be an answer?

Qin asked Tian to lift his footsteps and walked there. Wanmo Island claimed to have the Wanqu Hall, but is there a powerful force? Obviously impossible. Since it is the holy land of Wanmao Island, there should not be too many magic halls that can stand on the magic mountain forever. Many of the temples are not too vast. Perhaps, it is just a magic hall.

There is a straight road to the top of the magic hall. Qin asked Tian to lift his footsteps and go up the road. This roadside is full of statues of statues, and each statue of the magic island is transparent. The powerful charm is lifelike, and Qin Wentian seems to be able to feel the magical will in it.

Qin asked the sky to go up, and the will of the magic island will continue to rush into the eyes of Qin Wentian. The magic and the devil are in conflict. The power of his practice is not suitable for the magic island will, so close your eyes and go up. Go, his footsteps are fast, and he wants to reach the top as soon as possible. He is full of curiosity about the magic hall on this magic mountain, and wants to see what kind of place it is.

In the magical halls on both sides, there is always a powerful magical thought sweeping out. Qin asked Tian to scan the body, but there is not much to pay attention to. Although the Magic Mountain is difficult to set foot on, there are so many Tianjiao on the Wanmao Island. Incomparably huge base, there will still be occasional people going to the magic mountain, Qin asked the emergence of the sky, and not surprising.

At this moment, there was a sound of dragons, and Qin asked the eyes to turn, and they saw the clouds in the distant mountains. Suddenly there was a dragon that rushed out and landed directly on the magic mountain. The terrible dragon dragged the car. Going up, the majesty is incomparable, as if the emperor is driving the car in the world.

Qin asked the brows of the sky and looked at the figure in the dragon chariot. It turned out to be an acquaintance, the royal dragon saint.

Yulong Saints patrolled Wanmao Island, monitoring the world, and now coming back, coincides with Qin’s journey to the Magic Mountain.

The demon dragon swayed up, and the royal dragon saint sitting on the dragon's scorpion saw Qin Wentian. His gaze suddenly burst into a dazzling brilliance, and a big bang, suddenly the dark magic dragon shouted, earth-shattering, straight Ben Qin asked where the sky is.

In a short time, the Yulong Saints came with his Yulong Legion, and the huge dark dragons breathed in the face of Qin Wentian, revealing terrible danger.

"You have embarked on the magic mountain?" The eyes of the royal sky are cold and cold, and the battle with Qin Wentian is his shameful battle. However, the young man who defeated him even went to the magic mountain.

As he said, one day, he set foot on the magic mountain, is it a fairy or a demon?

Qin Wentian smiled at the Yulong Saints, and he was still so unscrupulous in the Magic Mountain. It seems that the Magic Hall where the Yulong Saints are located is not in a low position in the Magic Mountain.

"Hey." A dragon, two directions, constantly strong, flashing, standing on the void, eyes looking at Qin Wentian, this person who set foot on the magic mountain, seems to have some grudges with the Yulong saints.

"Your courage is really big." The voice of the royal dragon saint is cold: "You are from the fairyland, it is the Tianjiao priest, from the top forces of the fairyland, to the magic mountain, what is the purpose?"

"Xianyu martial arts? And, is it the top force of the fairyland?" The eyes of the people flashed.

"Go to the top of the magic hall to see." Qin asked the day faintly said.

"? Ha, stealing my magic mountain exercises? Peeking at the secret of my magic mountain?" Royal Dragon Saints eyes are extremely cold: "If there is no killing on the top of the magic mountain, at this moment, you are dead, you roll down the magic mountain, never Come here again."

Qin asked Tian to look at the royal dragon saint, revealing a sense of irony, said faintly: "I went to the magic mountain through the test of the Lord of the Devil, why do you give me the feeling, as if you are this magic mountain Master, and, if you talk to me in this way, can you not have a shameful heart? Don't forget how you were defeated by me when you were arrogant."

"The royal dragon saint, has he been defeated by him?" The crowd is amazed. In the generation of the magic platform above the magic mountain, the royal dragon saint is not the most distinguished and top-notch figure, but as the supervising world, the dragon temple is walking. The talent of the island, his talent strength is naturally extraordinary.

Today's Yulong Saints, it seems to be the strongest of the magic platform, will be defeated?

"If you know how to write the word shame, then go out." Qin asked Tian to lift his footsteps and continue to go up, ignoring the Yulong Saints and others.

"Hey." Long Xiaosheng was shocked. The dragon worshipper said coldly: "If you are taken to a magic hall at the top of the Magic Mountain by a martial arts martial arts, then it will be your shame, and it is also my magic island. shame."

The voice of the Yulong saints fell, and only on the way to Qin’s journey to heaven, there were several strong figures who came out and their repairs were at the peak of the magic platform. If they were not in this realm, they would not come out to block Qin. Ask the day.

"You are both a fairy martial arts, then, under the magic mountain." There is a magic to repair the cold.

"The Lord of the Lords has asked me to come here, how can I not go and see." Qin asked Tian Jingjing, the footsteps still did not stop.

"From here all the way up, to the magic hall of the Moshan Mountain, you can know how many devils exist, how many statues, want to go up, do you think, is it possible?" The magic sound is cold, I saw people at different levels above him, and they all came out and stood there, blocking the way Qin asked him.

At this time, Qin Wentian is more certain that different people will go to the Magic Mountain. Their experience will be different. The test of the island of Wanmo is a question of the fairy, φ, and his magical repair to Wanmo Island. However, there has never been a torture of the soul. The magical repairs of these younger generations still have an instinctive rejection of the immortality. Such emotions will keep them guarded against the martial arts of Xiannian. Similarly, the sense of crisis will make them work hard. .

"Even if there are thousands of statues, thousands of statues, each statue stands with a magic repair, after all, it will still be finished." Qin asked Tian Jingjing, he lifted his footsteps to continue forward, body, breath The movements of the rules spread out and permeated the surroundings. The strong rules of the body gave an indestructible feeling.

In the hands of Qin Wentian, a black Fangtian painting appeared, flashing the ruined Wujin ray.

"Boom." The top of the magic repair released a powerful and terrible atmosphere, Qin asked the sky to form a flash, like a Dapeng, the square painting in his hand spurs straight ahead, in an instant, Dapeng Shadow bloom, the magic has already been integrated into the law, the terrible rule power is raging, and the magic repair in front is buried in the moment, the opponent’s attack is completely wiped out, and the magic body is swept away. A statue next to it is broken.

"This person is the top Tianjiao of Xianyu, from the top power of Xianyu, come to my magic mountain, and speculate." Yulong Saints stood on the dark dragon, cold and said, more and more strong The person stood on the road.

Everyone who sets foot on the Magic Mountain is the best Tianjiao, but today, the people standing in front of the most outstanding Tianjiao of Wanmao Island are Qin Wentian from Xianyu, and one in Sendai, they can kill Sendai. The terrible existence of Jiuzhong Tianjiao.

His Fangtian paintings are assassinated again and again. Every time they are shot, there are different big demon appearances, or dragons, or Suzaku, or Dapeng, or the suppression of all the gods, destroying the dead, Qin asked the sky all the way up. Go.

"Even if the mountain is repaired in front of the mountain, it still can't stop my heart." Qin Tiantian's Fang Tian painting released Wanhua Huaguang, he hit it again, the terrible destruction of the dragon is earth-shattering, one person will be The blast came out violently, and the statue shattered again. At this moment, Qin Wentian is more like a demon-like character. Nothing can be resisted.

On the road leading to the foothills of the Magic Mountain, a magical repair was shot and flew out. A statue of the statue was broken. The demon character did not intervene. The people in the realm of the magical platform could not stop it. Everyone already knew that Qin Wentian had defeated. The royal dragon saint, naturally knows his power, but did not expect it to be so strong.

In a magical temple in the foothills of the Moshan Mountain, there is an old man standing with a smile, bowing his head and looking at the extremely distant sky. He saw the battlefield of Qin Wentian and whispered: "Ask you if you want Going to the fairy tales, you are good, and they are led to the magic mountain."

The person he refers to is naturally the white youth of the past. Today, he has already left the Magic Mountain. At this time, he has entered the fairyland.

"However, a fairy martial arts stepping up the ladder, holding the square painting and defeating the magic gate Tianjiao, is also a very interesting thing." Just listen to him continue to talk to himself, with his eyes in his eyes A faint smile.

This is already, not the first Tianjiao arrogance to set foot on the magic mountain. More than two years ago, there was one person who took only one day and went to the magic mountain!