The color of heaven and earth, purple and red.

Anywhere, anywhere, red is the most eye-catching.

The color of blood, it can be boiling hot, it is hot and rushing in the blood, although the human eye cannot see the existence of this red, but anyone will think that it is the brightest kind.

Blood.

Sometimes, it is no longer scorching, it is out of the restraint of the bloodline, it rushes out of its body, it is released in the few wilderness, cold.

People can finally see the hot red.

Enchanting?

Absolutely the most eye-catching, absolutely the most enchanting, the first thing anyone sees must come from its horror.

The red has reached this point, but now in people's eyes, it is indeed adding to the multiplicity of the sun's glow, red dotted with sparkling, red dotted with sparkling.

Is this going to heaven?

"Whew~!"

The wind blows, and they are attached to the cliffs and rise under the soles of people's feet.

"Hmph~!"

The voice was cold, and the people standing looked at the clouds and mist surging under their feet, and snorted coldly in their mouths, in front of them, in the feet of those colorful clouds depicting people's joys, sorrows, and sorrows in the bewitching color of blood.

Over here.

There.

Here is carved there.

The wind comes, the clouds fly, the fog stirs the adults, into a group of people, the clouds fly into demons, into a large group of demons, under the deduction of the wind, the fog of people and the clouds of demons stir together.

Engulf.

There are a lot of people scattered, and so are demons.

But compared with the demon, a group of people in a fog, their dissipation will be much sader, only a few are left, even if they are humanoid, they have swallowed clouds and fog to increase the evolution, but it is a drop in the bucket, in vain to add sadness.

Fire burns the clouds.

The clouds were only scattered and scattered.

"Hehe~!"

Seeing this, the person who had been watching actually smiled, he laughed and shook his head, and finally nodded again, this decorated face is so weird.

Is this schadenfreude?

"Whew~!"

The wind blew and people laughed, and people laughed and watched the mist of people being swept away by the demon's clouds, and only the dilapidated black ash in the residue was left.

Mountains of corpses and a sea of blood, piled up in ruin and desolate.

The thin fog didn't last long.

"Hehe~!"

Laughter, the laughter of the witness, a face floated under the clouds, he looked at the laughter of the people on the cliff and sneered lowly, "You are very similar to me, you seem to be more ruthless than me." ”

Who are you?

What is your intention in complimenting you like this?

Unmoved, the eyes of the people on the cliff were still sneering, his eyes were still falling in the clouds, his eyes were like torches, and he didn't pay a damn about the sound that lingered in his ears.

The color of the clouds.

Make a strange change.

Red, still the red of the flames, but now this bright color is much inferior to the red of blood just now, but they are as swift as a sword.

All the way to the rush.

Rushing across the sky.

"Hmph~!"

Snort.

After watching the urgency of the clouds, the people on the cliff looked so gloomy and cold, and they couldn't help but roar in their mouths: "Am I not good enough for you?"

Ask, the passing clouds do not stop, do not answer.

The cold expression became more and more heavy, and the person asked, "Am I not infatuated enough with you?"

I guess I can't hear it, maybe it's because I know everything that I run away so quickly.

The cold and frost were white, and the anger of the people was like the freezing sun, and the people gritted their teeth and asked again: "Which point is he better than me, he is going to die now, since you are so infatuated, let's die with him." ”

"Whew~!"

Roaring, clouds flying.

At the sound of the man's howl, the clouds under the cliff suddenly burst and twisted into a ball, and everything in it seemed to be shattered into slag.

"Hehe~!"

The laughter began, the face in the clouds, and when it laughed, the troubled clouds regained and settled, and the red swift knife followed by a large cloud of fire and fire.

The faces in the clouds whispered, "Why do you deceive yourself?"

Don't answer.

The grim-looking man did not answer, and he looked at the sun as if he had lost patience with the clouds beneath his feet.

"Hey~~"

The laughter was a little cold, the laughter was also a little cold, and the smiling face said with disdain: "At this point, you are not like me, hum, men should not be swayed by women." ”

Just in the middle of the conversation when you speak.

The flying clouds were changing, and suddenly I saw the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, and suddenly I saw the thin light mist that wanted to fall.

The human form is so similar to the tired people there, the face is strong, the knife is bloody and cold, and the hand is clenched, but the hand that holds the knife is indeed blocking the tiredness of the body.

He was like a man.

The clouds seemed to be evolving him.

"Hey~!"

The cold face looked at the tired light mist with a sneer, and said to the people on the cliff: "What are you afraid of, if you are being swayed, then what is the difference between you and this furnace?"

The wind blows, the wind is strange.

The wind seemed to think that he had heard something he shouldn't have heard, and was about to run.

"Hiss~!"

But at this moment, the eyes of the people on the cliff suddenly froze, the clouds were imprisoned, the wind was cold, and the wind that should not be heard was directly killed.

The man's lips and teeth were lightly opened, and he said, "I don't need you to teach me. ”

"Hehe~!"

Hearing the sound, the smile on his face was flying, and suddenly the wind was rising, the clouds were flowing, and he said with a smile: "I hope so, I hope you will do it then, and I hope that you will know that you are full of hope and know today." ”

'Hey~!'

The wind hurried by.

The faces in the clouds chattered: "After killing him, everything is yours, and this world is yours, so isn't it just a woman who has her hands on it?"

Roaring madness.

The mad stroke flowed gently, and the clouds belonging to the demon moved again.

"Kill~!"

Three or two steps behind him, in a state of helplessness, people don't know how many steps back, they have reached the edge of the cliff, and if they take a step back, they will go to hell.

The one who roars and kills, does not retreat.

Han Xian used the demon knife in his hand to kill himself into a numb machine at one time, but the accessories on this machine had long been worn out, and they needed to be repaired too much, but they couldn't stop.

Lose your marbles.

Swinging the knife again and again, Han Xian seemed to have gone crazy.

Regardless of the damage to the body, he only knows how to stand under his feet and wield a knife in his hand.

Numbness.

Han Xian was numb, but the beautiful eyes beside him were indeed blinking non-stop, graceful, her hands were burning with black flames, jumping and swirling, and the demon clan who dared to approach her would instantly become a demon-shaped fire stick dancing and roaring.

But the flames are not endless.

When it was bleak again, her graceful face was pale and terrible, and there was no doubt that she had reached a critical point.

See.

Flashing his eyes and looking into the distance again and again, his face was full of gloom, and he couldn't help but whisper in his heart: 'Why haven't you come yet?'

Who?

If she says something in her heart, it's hard for the sky to guess who she should be, and how can the sky know who the curvaceous is waiting for?

Look, kill, look.

After a long time of anticipation, the waiting graceful still did not wait for the expectation of the heart, she bit her teeth lightly, there is no doubt that she can't wait, and if she continues to consume, this good-looking person will become a good-looking city wall brick.

"Buzz~!"

Dancing flame shape.

The black light flowed, and this place was originally standing alone, but now that she has disappeared, is she dead, or has she run away?

Those who can come are not bad seeds.

Those who dare to stand on this pile of flesh and blood are not a bad seed.

In the major corners of the city, a body of blood, a body of blood stained, a body in a pool of blood, the tongue is crooked, they are not as good as a woman, they are not as good as a woman, their image of the extreme pretending to be perfect interpretation of the word "bad seed" to the extreme.

"Kill~!"

The numb machinery and equipment are still killing.

But not all of them were in numbness, he knew his degree, he knew the dimness of the star map and the dimness of his mind and the numbness of his fingers.

It's the end of it.

If you don't make a decision, it seems that the son of the big clan will become a wall brick.

The five-fingered rune of Chengyi swept the emptiness in front of him, peeking at the gap, looking at the sky, and what he saw was layer after layer of blood mist.

What do you see, do you also have someone to look forward to?

'Hey, I still can't meet you, I know you're already on the way, but I'm early, it's not that I don't want to wait, it's just to see you in the future, and now I can only choose to leave ruthlessly. ’

The heart sighed, as if he had said a lot.

The heart sighed, as if it contained a lot of stories.

"Poof~!"

The runes shattered and burned into ashes, and the person who lit the runes disappeared, and the clearing that once belonged to him was filled with waves of demons in the blink of an eye.

Another one went.

Is he a man, a coward?

He killed the demons, he came thousands of miles away, and he succeeded in killing countless demons, he was much stronger than too many men, at least much better than those black armor soldiers whose feet were soaked in cold blood.

You have weapons.

You're still standing.

It's all now, can't you see it, why are you so affectionate, why are you so ruthless, since you are indifferent, then you can only be cowards.

Standing in the blood of the insensitive coward, I wish you a speedy ascent to the Hell of Bliss.

"Kill~!"

The first calf is not afraid of tigers, Shen Qianlie, his white clothes are smeared with blood without a trace of his original color, and his body is from top to bottom, and the red hijab is from top to bottom.

The sword wandered like lightning.

Near the claws crushed.

Near the collapse of the teeth.

His eyes seemed to be closed, he killed himself and forgot himself, this is the rivers and lakes, everything here is more abruptly different than any previous brain simulation.

I see.

It turned out that I was not a god, it turned out that I couldn't fight for ten days and ten nights, but I could still fight for three days and three nights.

Is this the end?

Probably?

If yes, then break it.

A sword came out, the road ascended, the young man danced on the young man's eyebrows, broke through, and Qianlie actually broke through in the limit of life and death, which is gratifying.

But for this breakthrough, there is indeed no one who comes to Daoxi.

I'm all killing, I can't take care of it.

And Qianlie himself is not like this, the Tao makes a breakthrough, I am still me, I am still standing here, kill, kill with the sword in my hand.

Women don't let the eyebrows go.

Chengtu Qing.

The blood congealed in the hair, and the cheeks covered by blood made it difficult for people to see the handsomeness and beauty of this face, and at this moment, Cheng Tuqing was like a madman.

A madman who dreams beautifully.

The madman kept shouting in his heart: "I won't marry, I won't retreat, what's wrong with life like this, even if I die here, don't marry that hypocritical villain." ”

Crazy.

Don't wake up from your dreams, people have been crazy for a long time.