MTL - The Divine Martial Stars-Chapter 1600 Awesome

It’s the words of the Western Queen’s mother who gathered for one hundred and eight days.

Li Mu always feels that there must be deep meaning behind this.

After the use of the Taoist testament, although Li Mu was extremely controlled and resisted, he only borrowed strength and did not choose to merge, but it was still contaminated with a trace of cause and effect.

With the ‘vision’ of the widow of Tai Shidao, Li Mu ‘see’ something.

This made him feel that it is imperative to gather a hundred and eight stars in the sky.

Just now, the three peers also acknowledged the existence of the 'mission'.

It is even more proof that Li Mu’s ‘see’ is not illusory.

The ultimate truth is in the last three days.

There is an ups and downs about why the whole world will be destroyed.

It also contains an opportunity to save.

In the past, in the telescope of the "Star Track Altar", the four casters saw the picture of the future, among which there was the picture of Mu Yunxian who stepped into the last three days.

This also coincides with the prophecy -

The door of the last three days is about to open.

Just like Pandora's Box.

The whole world is dying?

Still reborn?

Time is already very urgent.

The four-person ‘mission’ should be completed before the opening of the last three days.

The conversation in the hall lasted for about half a day in the waiting of Li Bai and others.

Then, the first time in Ningping City, the news -

The ascendant camp, withdrew from the war.

Such a move was quickly received by the Taoist League.

Dow League also stopped the attack on the land of the ascender.

Within one day, Tiandao League dispatched 12 envoys incessantly, questioning the behavior of the ascendant camp to abandon the covenant.

The answer was that the ascendant camp suffered heavy losses, and was reluctant to be involved in this war that could not see the future because of the momentary arrogance.

In fact, the soaring camp is indeed a heavy loss.

This change has made the situation in the middle of the three days confusing.

At this time, Li Mu left Ningping City and re-entered the territory of the Zunzi League. He came to the holy land of Wuzu and returned to the panicked ancient city when he first rose to the middle of the third day.

In the original place of engraving, Li Mu sensed the breath of the space coordinates he left in the lower bound.

Moreover, he secretly arranged the formation here, saved the traces of the original, and avoided being taken by others.

Perceived, causing the traces to be destroyed, is not conducive to the formation of the lower bound.

Fortunately, everything is kept intact.

However, what surprised him was that after he felt it, he found that the coordinates of the lower bound had a feeling of being about to collapse and drift.

"It seems that something has changed."

Li Mu’s heart was in the middle.

He no longer hesitated, immediately applied his means, quickly arranged the array, and connected the space coordinates.

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Lower bound.

Kunlun mystery.

Haoran is just around the air, and the sky is dim.

The peaks of the mountains collapsed.

The earth cracked and spewed with flames.

The demon fire that burned the flames, rushing out from the ground, madly launched an impact toward the Haoran Zhengqi League.

A layer of light-blue array of shields, flashing thousands of fairy charms, barely supported.

At that time, Li Mu had personally shot, for the general rudder of Haoran Zhengqi League, arranged a variety of protective arrays, and built it into the secrets of the great, the most impregnable.

Today, however, the first ten layers of the formation have been broken.

Only the last eleventh floor is left, barely maintained.

But it is also in jeopardy.

In front of the array guard, a large hole of ten meters has been blasted.

The flame demon from the underground, madness is like a tidal wave, pouring in, constantly killing the general rudder of Haoran Zhengqi.

In the sky, a tumbling **** sea, a hundred meters high blood standing.

Like a flame demon from hell, he seems to be in two **** scorpions, mapping the war on the ground, the distorted faces when the souls die, the burning flames and the flowing blood, splashing. White bones, fallen body!

Hundreds of brown strong men in white robes, people with white cloth on their heads, carrying gold and driving, holding high gold, ringing drums and singing old poems.

There are also a variety of strong skin color, wearing different, ancient and modern, both inside and outside, are plundering in the distance.

"Since the restoration of the Temple of the Ganges, the Ganges emperor has not yet resisted such a stubborn enemy since he started his army."

"I heard that this is awe-inspiring, there has been a horrible enchanting singer, and not long ago, even with his parents soared."

"Do you fly into heaven?"

"Huaxia people call it three days."

"The Emperor of the Ganges is determined to get the weapon of the ascension.

"Kunlun's secrets have all fallen, and all the hidden sects have been swept away. The remaining people have been huddled in this rudder. Even after three days and three nights, the formation has broken and they are finished."

"But this is a heroic alliance. After all, it is the power of the immortal. If it is a critical moment, the immortal will come to the world, will not reverse the situation?"

"Oh, you don't know this. If you go to the strong country of heaven, you can't go back. It's been like this all the time, so don't be afraid."

"I heard that the Emperor of the Ganges had vowed to take the army he formed, to enter the heavens, to kill the gods... If there is a **** coming from heaven, it may be more in line with his wish."

In the sky around you, there are countless figures standing in the sky.

These are the strongest forces conquered by the Ganges River Temple. There are Chinese people, Europeans and Americans, strong people from India and other big countries, various skin colors, various cultivation systems, practitioners, and abilities. Those who use different languages, different names, communicate in secret.

They were conquered by the army of the Emperor of the Ganges, turned into a servant, and had to follow and fight.

The rise of the Ganges emperor is too fast.

For a few months, let the temple of the Ganges, which was almost extinct, return to the peak of the world's cultivation world. It is almost invincible, not inferior to any monster.

Today, the world is completely out of order.

The rise of the magic species.

Countless ordinary creatures, the strongest in the cultivation world, and the powerful and powerful abilities are unable to escape the scourge, and are swept away. In order to survive and protect their loved ones, they continue to fight, and the war has already burned to the whole earth.

Especially the many mysteries on earth.

It is the first place for many rising monsters.

Numerous ancient inheritances have been uprooted.

Countless hidden sects have also been completely destroyed.

Plunder resources.

Plunder the population and gather them together as food.

The world is in deep water.

As the Kunlun secrets are in the air, the latest record of the ascendant entering the heavens is detected by the Emperor of the Ganges, and a war is inevitable.

With the darkness of the Deccan Plateau ruled the emperor's wrist, since he came to the Kunlun secret, the object of his plundering is not just a matter of arrogance.

All the ancient Chinese ancestral gates in this mystery were destroyed.

On the first day, swept the Kunlun secret.

On the second day, the siege was awe-inspiring.

On the fifth day, Haoran’s arrogance was over.