If it was just this simple, then it could only be a nonsense, but with the cold light detonating the blood line, this would become the true meaning of Taoism. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Even if he couldn't comprehend the meaning for a while, Han Xian really thought that he understood the pain thoroughly.

The cold light flashed inch by inch, and Han Xian's body was of course cracked inch by inch, and in an instant, his body was drenched in blood again, and there was almost no good meat left.

"Giggles. ”

Han Xian's gaze stared coldly at Dong Lei's smiling face through the blood hanging on the curtain, this look was like a ghost, but he really couldn't startle a proud person, and his mouth was unyielding.

Dong Lei's head shook slightly, his expression was full of sighs of hatred for iron and steel, and he said helplessly: "Hey, it seems that you still haven't understood it thoroughly." ”

"Hiss~~. ”

"Ah~~~~. ”

The cold light was startled again, but this time it was indeed in Han Xian's face, and the world was immediately half dark, and at this moment, his other half was also struggling in blood.

A cold light flashed directly in Han Xian's right eye, and the detonated blood line immediately took away half of Han Xian's light.

Although the mouth is roaring, the voice is like the howl of a beast on the verge of death, which is full of helplessness and sadness, but in this gooing blood, there is indeed a bit of hatred.

"Please, kill him. ”

Qin Mu Rong Ruoyi was begging the Sound Holy Lord again, but this time she was really not asking to be spared, but longing for her to put away her false kindness and end Han Xian's pain as soon as possible.

But this man seems to have become accustomed to hypocrisy and has decided to carry it out to the end.

didn't care about the blood in front of him, and the sound saint lord smiled slightly, and whispered: "You are distressed, what is the use of a man who can't protect you?"

Qin Mu Rongruo's heart was already hurting, Han Xian's blood was flowing, and her pain was piercing her heart.

At this moment, the person has undoubtedly been forced to the end of the corner, roaring with blood in hysteria, and angrily: "I don't need the protection of others, and I don't need you to care. ”

They are two unrelated people, and the Lord of Sound is not a nosy person.

But at this moment, she really took full care of Qin Murongruo, who was struggling in sorrow beside her, and completely ignored her hysteria, but just chuckled: "Hehe, you still have a little patience, this is just the beginning, if he is incompetent, he will naturally die without my hands." ”

"Hehe, how does it taste? Winter Thunder asked in a low voice.

There was only one left, but the pain of the destruction really made Han Xian, who was wandering in a drowsy, wake up.

His teeth clenched slightly, and his throat was wheezing with hot blood.

"Cool. ”

"Oh. ”

Dong Lei let out a happy cry in his mouth, nodded his head slightly, and said with a light smile in his mouth: "In this case, how can I not be kind to fulfill you." ”

"Hiss~~. ”

The blood color exploded on Han Xian's body again, this time, Han Xian's blood-stained eyebrows did not wrinkle a minute, this time, Han Xian even opened his eyes wide and watched the cold light leave marks on his cheeks.

"Does it hurt?"

Of course, it hurts to death.

But Han Xian was stunned like a dead man and didn't say anything, if it weren't for the fact that that eye was still as fierce as a ghost, if it wasn't for the sun edge energy circling around his body not dissipated, I am afraid that others would really think that he was dead.

At this moment, the blood-colored sun is the most ridiculous.

Because he couldn't even block the slightest cold light on his body, he let them leave traces on his body.

Even if it was so, Han Xian still didn't put away the stinky chicken ribs.

Maybe he still has hope for it, or maybe he really wants to absorb the precious true meaning from the profound Dao control of Winter Thunder.

Under the blood pain and physical suffering, it was not without a trace of gain, in the blood line detonation again and again, and under the stimulation of the broken eye, Han Xian gradually found a trace of Sun Feng Strength to use it differently.

Rifeng, I don't even know why I came up with this name.

In the past, I rejoiced because of its unique control of suction and pulling, and there is no doubt that this joy is not unreasonable, it is certainly right, and there is merit.

That's right, the person who wants to face will not hit his face with his own hands even if he holds it up.

But this desirability is indeed a little insufficient at the moment, and the control of the Sun Front is indeed counter-controlled by the enemy, is this exactly where the sadness lies, and how is this the right name for the 'Sun Front'.

But how can you blame yourself, Dao Li is already going all out, and he has his own supreme reliance on the help of the stars, but it is still not enough.

How can you blame yourself for this shortcoming?

But who can blame you if you don't blame yourself, is the power really used by yourself?

Han Xian's heart wanted to say yes, but at this moment, he saw that it was indeed full of irony, and this lingering blood was not a kind of power.

Their ups and downs should be pointing out the maze for the sunfront.

"Huh. ”

Han Xian was laughing, laughing at his stupidity before he could comprehend it, the two blood-colored stars struggled to pull the Dao power to operate, and this time Rifeng had also absorbed those blood mist.

And under the struggle of Rifeng, his frozen body actually showed signs of loosening, and his fingers twitched.

"Hehe, boy, it seems that you are not stupid. ”

If this whisper can be called approval, then there will be no sarcasm in this world from now on, and Dong Lei sneered in his mouth: "Let me see your high tricks." ”

"Hiss~~. ”

The cold light once again startled in front of Han Xian's eyes, and it still fell on him.

Still useless?

How is it possible, when the cold light stained his body, Han Xianyi was happy to touch it, although the light was still imprinted on his body, but the layers of blood mist driven by the sun were weakened, and when it fell on his body, it could only make his skin feel tingling.

Dong Lei couldn't help but praise again: "Not bad." ”

"Really?"

Han Xian raised one eye, sneered at the corner of his mouth, and said, "Hehe, then you can also taste this." ”

"Hum~~. ”

As soon as Han Xian's laughter and roar were broken, the space trembled slightly, and at this moment, blood-colored cracks immediately crawled around Dong Lei's body.

Undoubtedly, this is also what Han Xian learned from him, how can it be called a Japanese front without a sharp edge.

Happy people are still happy, Dong Lei's eyes are still smiling and looking at the cracks that are about to be engraved on his body, but this smile really has a layer of specialness.

It was from his master, the Holy Lord Yin, who praised Han Xian.

The delicate lips moved slightly, but they didn't make a sound.

However, Qin Murong, who was beside her, really sensed from the slightly moving mouth shape what the unspoken words were, her heart settled down a little, and a pair of eyes hurriedly swept towards Han Xian.

Sure enough. ’

The blood-colored cracks that swirled around Dong Lei's body were all engraved on his body, and when they entered the flesh, they were like closely connected threads, which were slowly tightened, directly cutting Dong Lei's skin, flesh, and bones.

"Does it taste good?"

Of course, the blood covered in blood and broken eyes in exchange for the death of Winter Thunder is certainly not worth it to him, but if he sees it as a win, then this unworthy is colorful.

"Boom~~~. ”

Suddenly, a thunderbolt exploded, directly smashing Han Xian's joy into the abyss of eternity, and the body of the winter thunder in front of him was completely bathed in thunder and lightning.

In an instant, his heart was already gasping in grief.

Undoubtedly, Han Xian already thought that this was Dong Lei's trick.

But didn't the stupid person feel that the power of Dao control that trapped him had disappeared, and this body had been torn by the earth and smashed to the ground without the support of Dao power.

"Haha, I won. ”

When he fell, Han Xian immediately woke up, and hurriedly forcibly stabilized his body, and at this moment, the thunder and lightning that shrouded Dong Lei's body in his eyes had blurred and dissipated, and there was only a little bit of crystal light in the air.

What are they?

Han Xian was no stranger to this, and he hurriedly inhaled it in his mouth, and the light spot immediately flew into the abdominal cavity, and the pain in his body disappeared with the brightness of his eyes.

"Thank you. ”

This thank-you is when you know in your heart that your victory is entirely due to the fulfillment of others.

"Hehe, I guess I don't have to ask, right?"

The voice of the Sound Saint Lord sounded in his ears again, and a soft smile immediately appeared on Han Xian's face, and his mind was completely filled with Qin Mu Rongruo's smile, and his mouth was like a dream whispering, and he said vaguely: "Yes, no need to ask, I will not give up." ”

The Holy Lord of Sound couldn't help but approving: "Okay." ”

"Holy Lord. ”

At this moment, although Qin Murong Ruo already believed that Han Xian would still create miracles, his heart was indeed difficult to settle, and there was a bit of pleading in his mouth.

"You should believe him, shouldn't you?" The Sound Saint Lord's eyes froze with joy, staring directly at Qin Mu Rongruo's face.

The pleading face was suddenly stunned, and he already agreed in his heart: "Yes, what reason do I have to think that he is impossible." ”

"Hehe, boy, you're still stupid. ”

A delicate sound directly pulled Han Xian back from his fantasy, and his eyes quickly raised, only to see a beautiful and dignified woman in front of him.

Immediately, Han Xian was actually stunned by her dignified beauty.

It was like an arrow pouring into his heart, and he asked very abruptly: "I don't know the girl's name?"

"Hehe, there are stinky men all over the world" The woman looked up to the sky and sighed, but when her eyes fell on Han Xian's face again, it was indeed dignified and charming mixed with soft bones, and her whispering was more like debauchery and coquettishness.

"Summer rain and snow. ”