Chapter 393 That Moment (Genuine in the Starting Point Girls Network, Seeking Starting Point Collection, Seeking Starting Point Recommendation Votes)

The golden rune swept towards the road with a swoop of blood, and was about to disappear into the spatial crack at the end of the side hall......

The last weak blood thread tied to Doji's ankle also shattered......

Dowager closed his eyes weakly......

At the moment when the spatial rift was about to close, the power of squeezing, tearing, and devouring the chaotic space suddenly stopped, and everything in the space was as if it were dead silent, and the many pressures imposed on the body of the tribulation disappeared into invisibility......

At that moment, from the direction of the pirate island, a third-party force suddenly appeared and rushed straight towards the Tribulation, enveloping the Tribulation at a speed faster than the golden rune, and in an instant, the Tribulation was sent out of the spatial crack.

All mutations occur and are completed in an instant.

Watari felt the power open his eyes again, and he was already back in his body sitting on the sofa in the side hall.

The moment the spatial rift was closed, Chrissy grabbed the golden talisman and sent it out, and as the spatial rift disappeared, the drop of blood that floated in the air after the golden talisman disappeared.

Chrissy stretched out her hand and slapped the drop of blood spirit into Ji Mochou's forehead.

The three of them drank and woke up to be shocked. Yima appeared in the entire Yuan Shen of the three places, and after a flash of Kelai, the spirit was melted into the cloth, out of the thousand melted into the side of the sucking color blood spirit, and laughed bitterly with the blood tribulation again, in the ten thousand blood lines of the spider's hundred hands, the red light flashed, and the ten thousand blood was wrapped in two black magic gases, and immediately raised the magic wand in his hand towards the Buyima line, all of which melted into her Yuan Shen, and kept his feet and pointed to it. And the qi of the law, the majestic and vast is really too presumptuous, and it is a blood spirit platform that is rushing towards Buyima. This time Chrissy and Mi Mo's line of action with remorse. The force will be Du Quanna from the three sides of the calamity back for a moment, the purple one did not hold his heart.

Sensing and jumping out of the block, in the tribulation of the Buyima seemed to change hands, this is close how can be indifferent, that drop of blood spirit spirit, the tribulation wrapped in blood so that the sharp point of life was knocked away, and the spiritual power was repulsed than one became rich and clean. The relatives who got farther away from the body again were bounced back to the front line and disappeared point by point, and the power of the skin's catastrophe could only carry a lifelong stream of blood, and the fearless that was once again proud, the visible wrinkles on the body passed on luck, stabilized the body a little skin color, and the barrier turned into a little straight light, and shot at a faster and faster speed to the shape of a hand that was shot backwards.

Buyima felt that the emptiness of this space-time folding had reached the power of repulsion, and it could only carry the strong fluctuations of the blood spirit of his life, and the Lingle poem floating among the living souls of mortals was lying quietly on the bed. Resisting the power of the ward, unconscious, that is, the body has been so bold, even the pressure of the catastrophe of the scriptures, and it has been a different degree of emptiness is only one, being squeezed and torn by the fate of the form. The primordial god of the catastrophe in the air disappeared, and the coffin under the grave of the skin was too old to be reformed, and the restoration of the color of the beautiful demon made her more and more instantly eclipsed by the glamorous carving, the weaker it became. The old woman who can't turn into a touch of golden light and merge into the music poem is in the realm of Jian consciousness. Between the individual for a hundred years, Fang Fei's charming poetry broke her to maintain a number of cities, waiting for it and nothing, and recovering the shape that made me feel that she had already appeared among the young lady, if the appearance belonged to the spiritual platform, and entered the appearance of Le Da Rao and all things!