Wisdom chi didn’t speak.
There has been no movement. It seems that I have been wandering and confused. At this time, I moved my waist and vibrated a green light like a snake crossing the virtual fierce place. At this time, the charm of Zhongluo came out. "The true woman broke the law and broke it for me!"
When a crunchy body is slightly stupefied and mentally retarded, the squeal of female ghosts screams to a screeching halt. The mentally retarded body flashes bloody and falls to the ground in great confusion, and looks at Corleone with a slight nod.
The left shoulder of the true female sword Zhaluomei is still like a snake.
Luo Mei grabbed the blade in one hand and roared out, "Damn it, how can it be a world-saving device?"
The green light of the true female sword in Luo’s hands is as big as a poisonous snake’s letter, and it keeps swallowing the green light and burns the blue smoke in Luo’s huge palm.
"Ha, the original control is not very good." The evil spirit’s single palm suddenly squeezed the blade so that it couldn’t be stabbed into his body. His mouth burst out laughing. "This kind of attack can’t hurt a natural shell …"
In the smoke, the true female sword was pulled out of the body, and a slender hand reached out, grabbing the blade and twisting it like a twist.
XuanYuanGong mouth a stuffy hum body can’t help but to a meal like luo incarnate twist juli imposed his body is very uncomfortable.
The true female sword was hit hard to protect herself, and a red awn appeared in the green light.
XuanYuanGong is a stuffy hum true female sword level is too high, only then repair her platform is not smooth at this time the true female sword power is beyond her ability, gods can’t bear to fall from it.
Corleone drank a "little red" in his mouth. When he was preparing to meet, he found that Luo’s charm had hurriedly let go, and the true female sword with red awn had appeared leisurely and suddenly, and XuanYuanGong held it up.
Xuanyuangong sweated and gasped. The real female sword is not in good condition.
In los incarnate one big and one small eyes are flashing indecision uncertain cold light but did not attack XuanYuanGong.
It is said that he can perceive the threat of the real female sword, and he knows that once he really annoys the treasure of this town, he is afraid that there will be no good fruit. If the owner of the sword is weak, it is estimated that the real female sword will not be desperate to break out.
Eyes with a little bit unwilling to lose the charm to look at the intellectual delusion. "You are lucky to be saved by that sword, but I don’t know if he can save you several times."
Chapter DiYiJiu dead hades post (9)
The fact that there is a spirit in the burial site is that the strange creatures in the burial site inherited the will of several predecessors and were born. As he himself said, he can achieve two great wishes: one is to repair the burial site; The second is to get a new life ≥
Moreover, he can clearly know that he needs a new life before the post of hades returns to its place, otherwise it will probably disappear.
For thousands of years, how many heroes have fallen and been buried in Tianxu? How many ranks are there? Then the will condenses and makes him wonder who he needs to be shaped according to.
I really don’t understand my gender affiliation.
But he has a sense of unparalleled fighting.
After several meetings, he has quickly judged the battlefield situation.
The most powerful enemy is the self-proclaimed agarwood junior, whose ugliness is better than the broken sword, who can defeat his phantom agarwood and enter the historical ranking of the burial day market. The strength is absolutely in the forefront.
It is no wonder that this generation can produce such a talented and gorgeous generation, and they can kill themselves all the way, bringing them new opportunities after being suppressed for thousands of years.
Although I feel that I can stop my agarwood, I am not my opponent, but Luo Mei thinks it will take a little time to clean up my agarwood.
Besides, agarwood is returning to hades’ post, so he doesn’t want to stop it. Luomei feels that he should let agarwood attack him first, get the last flesh and blood, and then decide what to do when he is reborn.
Second, the little girl who seems a little confused can’t directly control the green light. soft sword’s desperate hair should really hurt his source.
His brother can be pinched now.
At the key moment, Xuanyuanhong’s true female sword once again rescued the intellectual delusion entangled in the delicate phantom of the opera.
However, the situation made Sun Hao’s heart sink slightly, and most of them were not a close enemy, which was extremely unfavorable.
There was a slight pause for a single time, and finally several monks succeeded in covering it. The sea whirled away the bloody handprint, dragging the bloody handprint and crashing down in the distance, splashing all over the sky, and a huge handprint figure with a depth of four or five feet appeared on the ground 2.
Shan Guan heaved a sigh of relief and gently wiped away the fine sweat on her forehead. It’s a lot of pressure and strength. She just feels like she’s struggling to pull.
Yang Yang looked at the sea halberd in his hand.
Sun Hao’s hand beat the drum in ten directions, and the hammer again rushed to the front pit and suddenly fell.
Los incarnate quickly judge the battlefield situation after the body slightly flash again.
Two phantom of the opera rushed out and reappeared in a huge bright red palm.
Attacking the enemy will save the bloody handprint. The direction of attack is Sun Hao.
And two phantom of the opera rushed to the ground, and the dark blue kitten rushed to the palace of Xiaoli, whose strength was damaged.
Sun Haoyiqing drinks "Give me your handprint and help each other"
The bloody handprint is the most fierce attack of Luo’s charm, but the two phantom of the opera are even more bizarre. If his brother wants to rescue Sun Hao and help Sun Hao fight against the bloody handprint, the pressure to deal with the phantom of the opera will be even greater.
Of course, Sun Hao’s choice to fight against bloody handprints alone will greatly increase the pressure on Sun Hao to return to hades, and the progress of posting will inevitably be affected.
The dark blue kitten has no memory of the great tiger Gaia. At this time, it is looking blankly at the ground. The phantom of the opera rushed in. The kitten was shocked and meowed a few times and ran away flexibly.
In the delicate phantom of the opera, the road seems to be crossed in layers, but the direction is tightly pegged to the dark blue compact body, which is as attractive as the dark blue body.
Although the pace of light spirit and deep blue is light and clever, it can’t escape from the phantom of the opera, chasing the delicate figure closer and closer, and deep blue is scared and crying.
Palace Xiaoli to restore true yuan magic is no longer strike back wrist a vibration pinched a wisdom fist seal rushed to the thick phantom of the opera.
Mental retardation and XuanYuanGong are in a bad state, and his brother is quick to react when he is in emergency recovery.
Ranking then although the camp is different, but with Sun Hao communication, it is close to each other. Even though it has always been opposed to Gong Xiaoli, at this time, it also raised a huge soaking bubble on the top of the sea halberd to intercept the phantom in front of Gong Xiaoli.
Xia Qingyu shakes the red tassel ice gun, and a white frost wyrm shakes his head and wags his tail and rushes to the deep blue behind him.
Linger’s mouth murmured, and his hands flew all the time, attacking Luo’s body to weaken the curse, trying to reduce Luo’s attack intensity and relieve peer pressure.
Ghost Xi Lan is highly nervous, keeping a close eye on the three battlefields, and is always ready to rescue anyone in distress.
Sun Hao is the hardest of the three battlefields.
When the first bloody handprint came, Gaia, Xia Qingyu, Shan Guan, and many other real people then made moves in unison, which led to the deviation.
Now Sun Hao is facing the greatest pressure alone.
The golden body is shining, the golden body is dancing, the drums are beating, and the hammers continue to smash the ground in front.
The bloody handprint was pressed, and the agarwood sword floated. Sun Hao’s head was irregular and ugly, and the blade sounded softly.
Sun Hao in Jin Guangzhong is not tall, and his body feels like a mountain. The agarwood sword seems to sink on Sun Hao’s head and then it is still. Sun Hao’s head seems to be instantaneous and still, and he can’t see a tremor.
As if for a short stay for a moment, Sun Hao’s mouth whistled lightly.
As Sun Hao whistled softly, the agarwood sword flashed across a sword shadow on his head, and a sword went straight through the sky and crashed into a huge deep red handprint.