"Blood-Splattered City"

The space trembled, and the blood-demonized Tianyuan Ling had already opened the blood-colored longbow in his hand, and the dense blood-colored arrow shadows on his side appeared, faintly overwhelming. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Ten Thousand Arrows ...... at the Same Time"

"How is this possible, I have seen the old man's blood kill demon dragon change, and his inheritance secret skills are only three moves in total: blood, killing, and heavenly dome! When did this move 'kill the blood splash fall into the city', could it be that Ling Boy created it himself? But this is impossible, not to mention that Ling Boy This is only the first initial blood demonization, just say that Ling Boy in this blood demonization state is full of killing consciousness, where did the divine sense create martial arts? And this is the inheritance secret technique of the old man's blood dragon, how can Ling Boy's purple dragon physique that doesn't know what kind of attribute it can control...... Could it be that Ling Boy's battle consciousness has penetrated deep into his bone marrow, and he doesn't need to be manipulated at all? How is this possible!" Seeing the blood-colored arrow shadow flying in the sky, Qinglong's heart was full of thoughts, and cold sweat was faintly dripping down the almost transparent phantom.

"Bastard!" Qinglong's face changed greatly, and he flashed on the stone statue in the middle of the pool, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and he roared at Tianyuanling: "Tianyuanling, you fucking stop Lao Tzu, hurry up and wake me up, do you know what you are doing! You will destroy yourself, destroy this valley, destroy the statue of your woman, do you want her to be at peace after death?"

However, the roar of the green dragon did not play the slightest role, and Tianyuan Ling, who was in the state of blood demonization, was stunned, and continued to pull the blood-colored longbow in his hand, moving his crosshair, staring at the green dragon coldly.

"Damn, people in the state of the Blood Demon Dragon only have the consciousness of killing, and the old man said that the fetters can wake up Ling Boy, but he can't even hear me now, how can I wake up......"

"Damn, damn it, kill you old bastard...... This mess, damn it, Lao Tzu can't use the Great Dao Miyin to summon the soul......, and I can't let you listen to it!

The helpless Qinglong clenched his teeth, and his hands were sealed again, and the difference from before was that each handprint this time was printed on his body. "Kankun is away from Xun, Lei Tian Shanze. My heart is Zen, and all things are combined. Soul Sacrifice, Xuanyin Capture, Soul Summoning" finished speaking, and instantly appeared behind Tianyuan Ling, and a transparent bell-like phantom figure drilled out of Qinglong's body and quickly imprinted on Tianyuan Ling's back. The bronze bell left the body, and the figure of the green dragon gradually faded, disappeared, and drifted away. A dragon-shaped jade pendant fell where the green dragon stood. At the same time, bursts of Sanskrit sounds came from the body of Tianyuan Ling's blood demonization, and blood-colored circles of light emerged from his body and surrounded him, and a deafening bell violently shook Tianyuan Ling's soul.

"Roar ......" A hoarse roar came out, and the face of the blood-colored Tianyuan Ling, who maintained a full bow posture, was distorted, the three dragon tooth scales on his cheeks were warped, and the blood-colored dragon patterns on the corners of his eyebrows twisted, slowly retreating, entrenched on the three dragon tooth scales.

There was a trace of ripples in the blood-colored hollow eyes, and there were bursts of tearing pain in the brain, and the killing consciousness gradually receded, Tianyuanling only felt that his eyes were dark, and he subconsciously turned his head away, and his body trembled lightly unconsciously.

"Ling, what's wrong with you?" opened his arms and hugged Tianyuan Ling tightly from behind, gently leaning on Tianyuan Ling's back and whispering: "The Ling Yue'er knows is not like this, don't you want to be like this, okay, Yue'er is so afraid, I'm afraid that I will never see the original Ling again!"

Listening to the whisper of the girl behind her, feeling the coldness on her back, the blood demonized Tianyuan Ling's body stiffened, and slowly put down the blood-colored longbow in his hand that was already open like a full moon. The blood-light dragon scales on his left hand faded, and the white palm gently pressed on the soft wattle on his chest, "No...... I'm afraid, I'm ......" A hoarse voice stammered, the blood light in the eyes of the blood demonized Tianyuan Ling gradually dissipated, the shallow purple light circulated in the eye sockets again, and Tianyuan Ling, who was used to speaking, spoke again, "I, never, leave Yue'er!"

"Well," clenched her hands again, and the girl's lips opened lightly, "Ling, promise Yue'er, take good care of yourself, take good care of yourself, and ...... well" The voice gradually became inaudible, and Tianyuanling, who was stiff all over, threw down the blood-colored longbow in her hand, turned around suddenly, and hugged the girl behind her, but her hands passed through the figure without hindrance. "No!" the blood that had just receded came to his eyes again, only this time his sanity was not affected by the killing consciousness. Tianyuanling, whose eyes were red, pounced on the phantom like crazy, but no matter how hard he tried, it was only in vain, but it made that graceful figure shatter faster.

"No...... Don't ......" Tianyuanling sat weakly on the ground with a pale face, looking at the delicate face of the pear blossom with rain in the air in a daze, and her cherry lips moved slightly. But it was a faint three words - "Forget me!" As the figure dissipated, the sound of the avenue in the sky also stopped abruptly.

"No, no, Yue'er won't die. Yes, not dead. Tianyuanling got up from the ground in a panic, Yue'er appeared, and disappeared. Especially the last sentence "forget me" has a great impact on Tianyuan Ling, and even directly makes Tianyuan Ling, who has just recovered his senses, mess up, and the more he cares, the easier it is to mess up.

"Yes, Qinglong!Qinglong, Qinglong must know, he will definitely have a way to resurrect Yue'er, there must be!" Tianyuanling was overjoyed when she thought of this, and hurriedly got up and called out loudly to Qinglong. Fang Cai focused on Yue'er's life and death, but Tianyuan Ling ignored the existence of Qinglong. For a long time, the empty valley just blindly echoed with Tianyuan Ling's hoarse voice, and no one answered for a long time.

Tianyuanling sat on the ground with a depressed face, and suddenly felt that something under her ass hurt. Scooped it down, and the object was a cyan dragon-shaped jade pendant, lying quietly in the grass, the grass-like emerald green made Tianyuan Ling ignore its existence for a while. Carefully playing with the jade pendant in his hand, there is a dragon flying and phoenix dancing on the front of the word "Mu", and on the back is a green dragon carved with a soaring cloud, which is the same as the "Tengyun Green Dragon Picture" on the left arm of Tianyuan Ling. Seeing this scene, Tianyuan Ling's heart skipped a beat for no reason, and he hurriedly raised his left arm to look at it.

"Bang!" The jade pendant in his hand fell, and Tianyuan Ling stared at his left arm that had become white and smooth in a daze. "How...... Will it be?"

"Why ......"

"How can this be......"

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