Han Xianke has the courage to resist God, maybe not?

So Han Xianke has the will to resist the demon, have you ever thought about this?

That's a demon that even a god can defeat, does he Han Xian have such courage and determination?

It's too early to answer this question now, because the current Han Xian needs time too much, maybe he can't give people hope now, but he may have a chance in the future. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, Guan Han would rather have thought of a person like Han Xian, he didn't have such ability, because he was already unable to protect himself. Zhong Yuan wanted to kill the two of them, it was too easy.

The vast thunder, the fine rain arrows, can do anything.

And now Zhong Yuan's conscience has discovered, or rather, he thinks that he cares about Hanning as a talent and wants to recruit for his own use. It's a pity that this is not the case, how can such a proud person have other people's eyes in his eyes, and in such a place, such a person himself is a god who shines with a thousand lights. All people, all living beings should be prostrate at his feet, and as for talents, are such people needed?

No, what is needed is a puppet, a puppet driven by oneself.

So why Han Ning and Wu Jitang still have a chance to breathe, the main reason is that Zhong Yuan himself thinks that the light of God is not dazzling enough. Well, such a place, it is much easier to do, and it is too simple for absolutely confident people.

Ascend the wind, ascend the wind. Zhong Yuan meditated over and over again, his eyes and mouth swaying together with his head, would the god sneer like this, didn't the god walk through the realm of Dengfeng?

Probably, this is a talented person who, from the moment he opens his eyes, finds himself living in a world of sand, so everything has to be shattered.

So this man has worked tirelessly, and now the great work is about to be completed.

As for the few miscellaneous fish on the ground that can still move, my eyes haven't seen it, yes, it's one thing to look down on it, and the other thing is that I always need someone to publicize my own great ability, and my own people are easy to do, if the enemy is also impressed, then everything will be perfect.

As for the two dried shrimps in his hand, why did he stay until now, it is one thing to look down on it, and the other time it is much more important, the key to great achievement, the brilliance may rely on the two dried shrimps.

These two shrimps are the key to fishing whales and turtles, in fact, this smile, a face of wind and moonlight, there is still a little apprehension in the heart, if the whale turtle is really frightened by his own momentum, then everything will be a fly in the ointment, and now the development trend of things seems to be a little uncontrollable.

In his own prediction, Shi Mo should have rushed out a long time ago, but now the distance is still quiet, there is no trace at all, and the shrimp in his hand really doesn't have much confidence.

But with the chips in hand, you have to try it if you don't have confidence.

The sky, the end of Han Xian's gaze is still the radiant god, everything has changed, the god in his heart is imprisoned by the demon, and now what is even more sad is that the demon is still mocking Han Xian's dignity with his might.

Powerlessness is inevitable, can you have the courage to throw the spear into the sky as before, and the spear is not lacking, because there is an ownerless wail everywhere, and what is really lacking is also truly deadly, Han Xian does not have such strength, now whether it is strength or Dao strength, Han Xian does not feel their existence at all.

Now this posture is favored by the sky. How can you still have the strength to do the long roar that looks at the sky, and throws the spear that breaks the air for your brother and dignity.

Han Xian rested, resting without temper.

Tears have long had no strength to break through the barrier that interfered with the eyelids, if it was another place, Han Xian looked at it quietly, quietly looking at the sky, whether it was an infinite sunset, or a violent lightning and thunder, it was a kind of harmony, a realm, but today it was impossible to achieve realm harmony.

Zhong Yuan pushed Guan Hanning and Wu Jitang in front of him, Guan Hanning was not completely unconscious, his instinctive mouth squirmed, who can catch this voice, anyway, Wu Jitang, who is closest to him, can't do it, because it is unknown whether he is dead now or if Guan Hanning is still alive.

You must know that in Zhong Yuan's view, the life of an ant is not a life.

The wind in the sky must be very strong, the unique taste, is that alive tenacity?

Should Han Xian be happy, his face was not half moved and his heart was not half a wave, because God was still under the claws of the devil, what was there to be happy about, and because he could only watch, there was nothing to be happy about, so Han Xian remained silent, was he waiting for God's fall?

How can a high-minded person have extraordinary patience, and I don't know how many lightning bolts hurried by, Zhong Yuan didn't want to wait a little, in his opinion, this is not a battlefield, but his own stage, today's self amazed the audience, and it is reasonable that others dare not respond to it, and now this person is also lacking, it is time to end.

But in what kind of amazing, the big play I wanted to play the most didn't start singing, how not to struggle at the last moment, my hands reached out again, and my palms were slightly clenched.

Han Xian shouted frantically in his heart: "Sure enough, it's a demon, it's really a demon." And the sorrow in my heart is more like the sorrow of wanting to cry without tears.

Zhong Yuan's wind was light, but it was not so simple when it was reflected in Guan Hanning and Wu Jitang, the dragging light cluster was slowly shrinking with the clenching of the palm, and the light was squeezing inward, and the expression of the person in the coma was completely distorted, and this was not the end.

Obviously, the current Zhong Yuan has completely lost his patience, since he can't catch whales and turtles, then there is naturally no need for the shrimp to exist, killing them is already simple for Zhong Yuan, but now it is even simpler, as long as the dragged ball of light is dispersed, at such a height, with the state of Guan Hanning and Wu Jitang, it is inevitable to fall to death.

But the simple is unwilling, sometimes Qinggao has to put a little bit of it, otherwise he will never get what he wants, such as Zhong Yuan began to try.

Will the demon have any pleasant sounds?

What is the difference between the sound of a ghost crying and a thunderous howl when Han Xian hears it.

In fact, it is also true, if Zhong Yuan shouts out now, it must be meaningful, and every word is like a thunderclap, and the land under Han Xian who shook is buzzing.

"Old friend, I came from afar, and when I arranged such a good show, can't my brother come out to reminisce about the old relationship?" Obviously, Zhong Yuan was very proud of this remark that had been brewing for a long time, and he couldn't stop laughing after finishing speaking.

And that laughter really responded to the word ghost crying, and the voice that spoke was not thunderous howl.

What do the audience think of such statements?

Hehe, Han Xian's brain, that heart has already roared into a ball, how can there be any possibility of thinking, today is a miracle, and in such an environment, he is not in a coma, you must know that the two people who guarded the holy land with Han Xian have already fallen into the blood, and now they don't know whether they are alive or dead.

To say that Han Xian was lucky, Changtian's care made him not miss the following exquisite show.

The shining eyes can always keep an eye on the distance, have been waiting for the result, a trace of anticipation, if that person does not come, then it should really end.

The flickering gaze gradually condensed, the thunder and lightning behind him became more violent, and the sneer on the corner of his mouth completely occupied his face.

Laughed, should laugh, everything is not in vain, there will always be a reward for paying, as for the play, has Zhong Yuan been careful?

I am a condensing immortal, but I am coming to the wind, if there is an accident, I still have a backhand. The sneer on his face was instantly blown by the spring breeze, leaving no trace, and the warm smile seemed to be really waiting for an old friend, I hope this kind of smile Shi Mo can understand.

What did the eyes find, is the thundercloud retreating, is the starlight, the harmonious starlight about to ascend again?

As if this was the case, in Han Xian's eyes, there was another flickering existence that was rapidly approaching here from the direction of Shangwu.

For some reason, I felt the approaching figure, and the heart was beating again, was this the power of hope?

Who can answer, maybe Shi Mo, who is quickly approaching, can, but obviously he is not here to do this.

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