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Most of the three thousand monks collapsed. This is really going to kill each other!

Many people dare not believe that they can live to the end!

Their gaze stared at the glory of talent in the air, flying to the palace, and it was gloomy and dripping.

Even the genius disciples of Yuxian Palace are also a dead color.

Lin Yuan could still use it while he could use it, and swept through the countless glory in front.

Synthetic window, move me!

[Synthetic window]: [Ling Gen · Fire]

+[Ling Gen · Fire] = [? .

“Ding, do you synthesize?”

“yes!”

“Ding, successful synthesis! Remaining the number of synthesis times: 758!”

[Synthetic window]: []+[] = [Ling Gen · Fire]

done!

Lin Yuan is happy!

At this time, Lin Yuan didn’t have time to make any complicated different spirit roots randomly synthesized and mutated the spirit root. There was no time.

For the first time, he was so unscrupulous and quickly used the number of synthesis!

“Ding!”

“Ding!”

“Ding!”

In Lin Yuan’s ears, continuous and fast synthetic reminder sounds came.

And other monks can only see the talents in the sky quickly disappear little by little, dissipating out of thin air

They thought they were taken away by the means left by Zishanjun before, but they did not know that someone was plundering their talents in front of them!

Lin Yuan forgot everything. Whenever one of the spirit roots was upgraded to the full level, he was integrated into the body and changed to another.

But the glory was still flying to the palace.

Time is limited!

Lin Yuan has erupted quickly, faster! Fast!

But the speed of talent is still too fast!

In the end, most of the glory left into the palace and disappeared.

The spiritual consciousness can no longer be touched, and it can’t be swept away.

But Lin Yuan was satisfied.

Lin Yuan looked at the remaining number of synthesis.

【Synthetic times】: 25

Lin Yuan smiled helplessly. The number of synthesis accumulated on the flying boat in the past three months was all squeezed. Then, then

He looked at his system panel.

[Capture]: Lin Yuan

【Realm】: Ten layers of Qi Practicing

[Ling Gen]: Tianjie Ling Gen: Gold 100, Wood 100, Water 100, Fire 100, Earth 100; Earth Stepen: Wind 95, Thunder 95, Ice 95, Light 95, Dark 95; Special Ling Gen: Space: Space: Space: Space: Space: Space: Space: Space: Space 65. Time 42

[Spiritual Power]: 92159 (96689/100,000)

[Lingxita]: 58196 (93159/100,000)

【Genbone】: 6

[Epinity]: 7

【Fuyuan】: 1

【Gongfa】: Five Elements Practicing Qi Lv7

[Occupation]: Casting Spirit Master (Xuanjie Shangpin); Facultyer (Huang Jie’s best)

[Artistic conception]: Space (1%1%), Fire (3%), Wood (3%), Gold (3%), Earth (3%), Water (3%first)

[Shinto]: Flame Feiyu (Huang Jie Xiapin)

[Truth]: 35%rain; 30%of the wind; 29%cloud; hidden 28%; thunder 18%; light 1%; ice 0.8%; …

【Spell】:

[Skills]: Casting Lv7: Lingneng (3000/4000); Labeling LV4

[System Skills]: Appraisal; Synthetic Lv1:

【Synthetic times】: 25

He has tried to choose the talent of spiritual roots above Xuanjie.

Just each synthesis can only be improved by 1 point, which is really difficult to improve.

And the Xuanjie is up to heaven.

The spirit roots of wind and thunder are rare. He must be synthesized from Huang Jie to the highest synthesis to the ground.

The initial is the talent of ground and heaven.

He was the kung fu that he was rewarding, and he felt that the restraint on his body disappeared.

The first time, he released Xuanjie’s best -level stealth and convergence, while supporting Xuanjie’s best soil shield, fire shield, water shield, wood shield technique!

The name is simple and effective.

Chapter 67 Cruel Death

(Sorry, there is no state today, and later two later)

The platform was stagnant for a moment.

Subsequently, the three thousand people made different reactions.

Someone instantly died to the people around him!

Some people crazy against defense spells. Then, then

Someone simply released group attack spells.

Messy!

It’s all messy!

Three thousand people can only survive ten people!

The surroundings are basically all enemies!

It’s just a few seconds.

The number of deaths reached thousands of!

Because the moment everyone’s imprisonment was lifted, the fast -moving monks were enough to send yellow -order styles and attacked spells in seconds, causing a fatal blow to the surrounding monks.

The monk who had a slow response couldn’t support this sudden difficulty at all!

There was a lot of gaps when the platform boarded, and the people of the same Zongmen immediately began to gather!

Yuxian Palace, Twelve Shenzong, and the top ten Zongmen teams under the Shenzong have separated a area.

There is also a corner. There are only less than one hundred disciples from the other Zongmen, all of which are gathered together, shivering, observing the situation on the scene in panic.

Death silence.

Everyone’s face was dignified.

Even the strong training of the Yuxian Palace, at this time, is also depressed in his heart.

Limited spirit!

Even the strongest people can’t release too many spells. Once the spiritual power uses light, they can only wait for death. They have no recovery ability and no treasures.

At this time, the strongest Yuxian Palace disciples have become the hostile goal of everyone on the field!

At the same time, the disciples of Yuxian Palace were extremely well preserved, and 95 people may have to kill each other in the end, and they are no longer fully trusting each other.

In this case, no one dares to take the lead.

In just one minute, the scene was extremely chaotic.

Lin Yuan, who was alone, was like a ghost, slowly moved to the corner of the platform, reached out and touched the edge, and found a layer of intangible walls.

In other words, it has become a cage here, and they are trapped beasts!

Lin Yuan sighed in his heart: “It seems that you have to wait for their progress first.”

He wasn’t in a hurry, and they had nothing to do with him anyway.

Lin Yuan simply sat down and started cultivation.

The first time he felt amazing results.

There was a piece of aura in his surroundings. As soon as he sucked, his body was like a vortex of the sea, and he began to swallow the surrounding aura!

That’s right, just swallow!

He really can’t find more suitable adjectives. This kind of cultivation efficiency is comparable to the Baochu Pond!

It can increase the spiritual power of 50 points every minute!

Is this the power of Tian Linggen?

Scary!

This is when there is no spiritual stone, no auxiliary props, and only absorb the aura of heaven and earth directly!