MTL - Battling Records of the Chosen One

The bright red blood beads fell on the paper and opened a blush.

Hey~

Suddenly, Lin Xun only felt a flower in front of him, and his heart was as if he was in another world.

The sky is wide, the mountains and rivers are picturesque, and a majestic figure is completely independent of the mountains. He has his hands on his back and looks over the green.

The wind whistling in the mountains, blowing the hair of the cloak, setting off his like independence, just like going back by the wind.

boom!

Suddenly, this figure moved, and the big sleeves waved, and the sky was turned into a beam of light, rushing up, breaking through the blue sky, hitting the emptiness outside the universe.

Hey~

At the emptiness of the universe, there was nothing in the air, but with this light column slamming through, it was hard to break through a whirlpool-like portal!

The whirlpool is like a big gorge that devours the starry sky. It is fascinating and horrible, and it is madly spinning. The horrible power released by the horrible force tears around the void and is very incomparable.

It is clear that countless stars have been towed, like the stars worshipping, and as the whirlpool continues to whistle and whistle, a rumble sounds, and a stunning picture of the world is performed in the vast sky above the green.

Under one blow, break the green, shock the universe, open the door to nothing!

If you don’t see it with your own eyes, who can believe that there are people in this world who can only produce such a god-like power with a single sleeve of power?

Lin was shocked, this is the second time he saw such a terrible scene. The first time he escaped from the mine prison, he saw an old and mysterious big hand, wrapped in hundreds of millions of purple fires, covering the sky, owning Destroy the power of the earth.

At that time, Lin Xun knew that the strength of the repairer was so powerful that he also strengthened his determination to practice.

However, compared with the scene in front of him, the big hand that fell from the sky seems to be inferior.

boom!

Not waiting for Lin to return to God, I only felt a loud noise in the ear, which shocked him to be **** and arrogant, and his heart was shaking, and he was uncomfortable with coughing blood.

At this time, he suddenly saw that the vortex-like portal was opened in the depths of the universe, and suddenly he found a huge animal claw, shredded the void, and explored it from the green. .

The claws of the beast are too big, and the mountains of this world are in front of it, like the inconspicuous gravel, and the claws are covered with cold scales, releasing the fierce and powerful power.

"The door of the stars has been opened by me. Who can stop me from embarking on the eternal star road? Roll!"

In the cold snoring, I saw the majestic figure of the mountains standing proudly, and a glimmer of light suddenly appeared.

Lin Xun did not see it at all. The horrible claws of the horror had vanished, and only the blood poured down and poured into the earth, and the red and infiltrated!

But this is not over yet. Not long after, the "gate of the stars" that opened up in the emptiness of the universe, rushed out of a stalwart figure.

The figure is so dazzling, like a hot sun, like burning, can illuminate the world and the world, it is sacred and infinite.

"Star Road God will? Hahaha, in order to stop me from seeking a way, even God will also be dispatched, a big hand!"

The peak of the mountains, the majestic figure made a long shout, heroic, there is a kind of ambiguity that does not put the heroes of the world in the eyes.

Lin Xun was shocked by the sound of Venus, and his body was turbulent, and his thin body could not help but tremble. Although he couldn’t resist it, he could already be confused and squeaky in his mind.

It is like a nightmare, but in any case, it is impossible to wake up from it.

I don't know how long it took. Lin saw that the day it was broken like a spider web, revealing another black hole. The glaring flame was like a fallen meteor group, constantly coming from the sky, burning the mountains and rivers and destroying the earth.

This is a scene of doomsday, the sky has fallen, the fire of destruction is like a tide, so that this heaven and earth will fall into the chaos of the world, and it will be devastated and devoid of life.

Landslide.

Tsunami.

The vegetation is gray.

All spirits are extinct!

As if, the end is really coming.

Only on that mountain, the majestic figure stood alone, and the hand looked at it all silently, and there was a feeling of desolateness.

For a long time, a long sigh, resounded through the heavens and the earth - "I don't want to be with me!"

At this moment, Lin Xun seems to be infected, and his heart is full of complex emotions of despair, sorrow, unwillingness and sorrow.

At this time, next to the majestic figure, there is a bronze cymbal, a length of ten feet, engraved with numerous mysterious patterns on the surface.

The majestic figure walked up and opened the bronze gong.

While Lin Xun thought that this person was going to bury himself, he saw that the man took out a book and a pen and threw it into the bronze cymbal. Then he put the whole bronze cymbal on his shoulder and strode away.

Lin Xun’s eyes suddenly shrank, and he suddenly discovered that the book was a treasure left by Mr. Deer!

Hey!

Almost at the same time, the majestic figure that strode forward suddenly seemed to notice something, suddenly stopped and suddenly looked back.

It’s just a look back, but the gaze is like a journey through time and space.

At this moment, Lin Xun was struck by lightning, and a roar of sound was heard in the depths of the soul. The scene that he saw just now was like a glaring glass, and it was annihilated.

At the same time, he couldn't help but wow, and coughed up a **** blood. The original pale face was a pale, white color.

He trembled fiercely, feeling that his soul was torn apart by an inch, and there was an indescribable feeling of pain.

It feels so strong, as if it will die in the next moment.

The only thing that caused this was because he had just dropped a blooddrop on the last page of the mysterious book.

At this point, the book on the desk was still on the last page, and the dark gray slap was quietly set aside.

Lin searched for a blood coughing up, accidentally smeared on the last page of the book, a red and dazzling.

At this time, Lin Xun could not take care of this. He could feel that his air machine was rapidly weakening and his soul was about to collapse. As if he could not use it for a long time, he would die.

Why is this happening?

Lin searched for confusion, and Mr. Lu told him that this book and his book contained a secret secret. If he could be solved, even if he was taken away from the "original spirit", he could change his life. Nirvana rebirth.

Lin Lin did not even think that when he began to try to crack this secret, it would happen.

He saw a scene of incredible thoughts, saw the horror of the majestic figure hitting the "gate of the stars", saw the heavens and the earth sinking, everything was burned, and the end of the horrible scene...

But because of this, he was mad at the blood, and the soul was unable to control the passage of his body.

What exactly is this for?

Can everyone who sees this be unable to escape the fate of death?

Do not!

The deer of the year must have seen this, and since Mr. Deer can survive, why can't I?

Thinking of this, Lin Xun suddenly understood why he would present this "dead death" state, and everything stems from his own poor cultivation and poor physical endurance.

In fact, as Lin Xun speculated, in the past years, every person who got this book was a strong presence in the world, and Shenwei was a worldly supernatural.

People like this will naturally not let their minds suffer too much when they see the scene.

He can only look for a difference. He is just a young man with a level of "inner and strong" in the real world. He has a weak and inextricable vein in his body. He has a scar that cannot be erased. When he witnessed the scene, he suffered the shock and shock. I can imagine how big it is.

If his perseverance is amazing, he is afraid that he can't support it.

But even if he is still alive today, he is not far from death...

Lin Xun did not panic. The habit of growing up from childhood made him calm down quickly, but the same calm thinking made him judge that with his current means, he could not stop the life of his body.

How to do?

Lin Xun’s eyes fell on the last page of the book, and he looked at a “weird pattern” on the paper page that was dyed red by his blood. He couldn’t help but pick a brow.

This "weird pattern" is indeed not like a spiritual pattern. It is incomplete, dim, messy and dense. It is difficult to describe its "weird" with specific words.

The scene that I have just seen, will it not be interpreted by this "weird pattern"?

Lin Xun did not know what happened to him. He knew that he was on the verge of death, but his heart was still drawn by this strange pattern.

"If this pattern is really a broken spirit that I don't understand at all, then who made it out?"

Lin Xun’s mind remembered the majestic figure that was independent of the mountains. Immediately, his eyes fell on the dark gray enamel on the side of the desk.

Did you use this pen when you first painted this "weird pattern"?

I don't know if it was a whim, or a flash of light. Lin Xun raised his hand and grabbed the dark gray squirt pen. He took a deep breath and forced himself to endure the pain and discomfort of Zhou. He lifted the pen and fell on that one. On the vice "weird pattern".

The pen is like a blade, dull and dull, showing a grayish black color. When it falls on the "weird pattern", it does not produce any noticeable place.

Just when Lin Xun’s heart was slightly disappointed, his eyes suddenly shrank, but he saw his blood stains on the pages of the book. At this moment, he squirmed and was quietly captured by the dark gray pen in the palm...

Hey!

A clear-cut, like the sword hidden in the abyss, after a long silence, suddenly emerged.

When Lin Xun felt that he was in a stalemate, he was controlled by an invisible invisible force, and he could no longer move.

The dark gray squeak pen held in the right hand, like alive at the moment, the pen is filled with mysterious and sly luster, pulling his wrist, five fingers, and starting to write on that "weird pattern" Outline it... Mobile users please visit http://m.piaotian.net