The Strongest Master of the Starry Sky

Qi Fei appeared in a city in the middle of winter. He was standing in front of a college gate at midnight, and the snow was falling.

A teenager is sitting under the statue of the Lord of Lights in front of the college gate.

The young man had a handsome face and a firm eyes. He was holding a carving knife in his hand and carved a statue of a young **** a piece of wood.

The girl was pure and beautiful, gentle and elegant. Qi Fei got closer and looked up, and spit out the words “sophisticated.”

After sculpting the wooden statue, the boy stood up, his eyes were complicated, he looked at the statue, and then looked at the carving knife. He sighed and said, “You should always forget what you forget. This kind of knife is called flat knife flow.”

Qi Fei smiled slightly, turned around, and saw a huge mirror on the wall of the college, and pierced into it.

This is an immensely vast world, this is a magnificent and peerless woman.

She is just a mortal body, she has a difficult practice, but she goes against the sky, breaking the shackles of the heavens, and using mortal bodies to fight against all kinds of special constitutions.

She walked from blood to tears step by step. She was prestigious in the world, shaking the eternal world, she stared at the stars and broke the past and present.

She was holding a grimace mask with tear marks on it, like crying instead of crying, smiling but not smiling. There was sadness in the smile, and there was also a smile in the wound.

She seemed to see Qi Fei, glanced at him inadvertently, and put on the grimace mask gently.

Qi Fei was silent, slightly thoughtful, then turned and plunged into a mirror.

The Emperor of Heaven and Earth, the universe is flooded, the sun and the moon are in full bloom, and Chen Su is listed.

The sky is long without a master.

Qi Fei looked at a crescent moon in the sky, watching a tall woman and a handsome man Qing Qing me and me, sighed, and re-entered the mirror.

This time roaming takes a long time.

Qi Fei appeared on a square, and he saw a group of teenagers around a stone monument.

Before he approached, he heard the voice of “Fighting Power, Three Stages!”.

Qi Fei hurriedly stopped, turned his head quickly, and turned to leave.

He looked to the side of the mirror, and seemed to be anxious to leave the world, eagerly pierced into it.

auzw.com The new worlds are constantly rotating in front of him, and Qi Feima is constantly moving back and forth between the worlds, and he has unknowingly traveled through these three thousand worlds.

The 3,000th world is a small town with a simple bluestone road.

In the setting sun and dusk, the afterglow of the setting sun swept everywhere in the town. There were urchins playing on the bluestone road, and it was more tempting.

“There are strange things in the world, and they sell ridiculous dreams to comfort the frustrated people. When the smeller buys the wind, when Mo Wake wakes up, Tu Le is in the dream. What is life? A century-long dream.”

A Taoist came from afar. The Taoist was tall and gigantic, his face was like a pen and a pen, and behind him were dozens of urchins of different heights.

The naughty boy chased the Taoist with a piece of earth and stone in his hands, and the Taoist just laughed.

Qi Fei’s eyes saw that the earth and stones had not yet fallen on the Taoist, and they fell to the ground as if they were blocked by a barrier.

He hurried forward: “Master, please.”

The Taoist stopped and looked at Qi Fei with a smile: “Little girl, what’s the matter?”

Qi Fei first heard the word “little lady”, she blushed, covered her face with her sleeves, and shyly shouted: “Can you tell me the name of Chang Gao?”

The Taoist smiled with his eyes, waved his sleeves, and immediately blocked the urchins behind him, saying: “Poor Taoist name is Songlu Taoist, his real name is Gao Tang.”

Gao Tang! Qi Fei’s head was sober immediately, he whispered, “Please also ask the Minister to help me leave this world in the mirror.”

The Usnea said with a smile: “How difficult is this?”

I saw the Taoist stepped forward, came to Qi Fei’s side, and stretched out his hand to push gently. Qi Fei only heard a click, and he even reappeared in the glass mirror building.

He looked at the thousands of mirrors around him, not knowing which mirror he was jumping out of.

At this moment, he has realized that the 3,000 World Mirror should be a clone of the Gao Tang Mirror, or that the 3,000 World Mirror forms the Gao Tang Mirror.

He has also seen that the Usherian Taoist is the instrument soul of Gao Tangjing.

However, like the magic weapon at the level of Gao Tangjing, he does not think that he can collect it. As for the strong harvest, it is even a dream.

The magic weapon is also divided into many grades. High-level ones are afraid that they can only be charged by the emperor. What kind of juggling level is it? I’m definitely not in Jindan yet. Those high-level magic weapons, if they want to, just need to put pressure on them, which is not what they can compete with.

He stood in the center of Wanjing Building, with a complex mind. He looked at the mirrors everywhere, reflecting on himself, his face and enchanting figure, and his hatred for the Tiangong system was like the flood of the Yellow River, which was out of control.

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