The index finger of the unparalleled for a hundred miles suddenly stretched out, countless thorns, countless trees and branches that surpassed the growth, countless mutated into groups of wild grass, countless transformed into sharp gravel.... All living beings rushed out at the moment of a hundred miles of unparalleled thoughts, ready to go, like living beings with infinite tenacious life and willpower, constantly pouring out from all sides, on the ground, through cracks...

Ye Yimu on the ground stood in place without any movement, looking at the current scene with empty eyes, and the position where she was standing was miraculously intact without a trace of damage. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Situ Tomorrow and Ye Feng stitched on the left and right so that they would not be implicated by the lethality around them, and it took them a lot of effort to find a standing position

All the creatures around him consciously ran angrily towards Leng Zitian's position, that posture, like an enlightened death, fearless...

The huge circle of light surrounding Leng Zitian also broke away from the main body at this time, spreading rapidly with an extremely fast speed and extremely dazzling light, following Leng Zitian's mind and attacking in the direction of the hundred miles of peerless

A dazzling glow enveloped everything around it, and even a momentary glare would feel a stinging luminosity, scorching heat and danger...

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"Leng Zitian, life and death are in this battle, and the next moment it will be time to end this damn fate. ”

The air was hazy and thick under such a mixture, and the voice of a hundred miles unparalleled appeared unexpectedly cold, as if a person had been changed, a heart had been changed, cold and desperate, resolute and resolute.

Leng Zitian raised his eyebrows, "It's exactly what I want." ”

Boom –

"Zitian~"

"Little girl~"

With a loud sound, a huge light mist spread, and the strong shouts were drowned out at this time, and the loud shouts did not have a trace of room and space at this time, and with the huge smoke and sound they faded and disappeared without a trace...

The sky that should have been bright was filled with pungent scorching smell and dazzling ashes, the air was filled with a turbid atmosphere, and endless smoke drifted in and out, wave after wave, as if to keep this space in a state of chaos and intoxication.

In a state of dead silence, with ashes everywhere, at this moment, you can see Ye Feng's figure fainting to the ground in a trance, as early as the moment when the two forces converged, Ye Feng fell down with an unbearable spirit and passed out

A vast white patch, a deep gloomy scene, cold and muddy, blurry and hazy

At this moment, at the center of the battle, a slender figure fell to the ground, beautiful and quiet, lonely and indifferent

Directly opposite the figure, a pair of dead eyes, without any energy, lonely and sad...

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Gradually, the space became transparent, and there was a dead silence except for the things around it that had been destroyed

At the center of the battle lay a beautiful man who was dying, and there were three figures right opposite him

Leng Zitian stood in the position of the previous battle, intact, and there was no trace of expression on his face, at this time he wanted to say something but did not speak...

There was a petite figure in front of Leng Zitian, it was Ye Yimu, I saw that Ye Yimu's expression was a little nervous, a little sluggish, and his slightly open lips tried to open but couldn't spit out a word

In front of him, a familiar handsome figure slowly fell, it was Situ Mingri, a gentleman who was familiar to Leng Zitian and Ye Yimu, and Ye Yimu helped him to kneel on the ground with his hands behind him

"Little white face~" Ye Yimu's voice trembled a little, and the touch of the sticky liquid in the palm of her hand made her fingers a little stiff and unable to move

However, there was no familiar voice to respond to her shouts, and even under such close contact, Ye Yimu couldn't feel the breath of a living person