Dreams, dreams, dreams!

Everything is a big dream in the Spring and Autumn Period in Han Xian's view, and he can imagine that the red line will be very strong, but he must not have thought that the strength of the red line can fight against the sky, can it be done?

Of course, the frightened Han Xian couldn't believe it, maybe he still didn't want to believe it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

There are too many daring and unwillingness in this world, there are too many, other people's worlds, other people's magical Han Xian is just a passerby, even if he knows the most ethereal result by chance, it is just to add a blur to the process.

"Ah, the thief, stop. The wolf roared.

It is powerless to beg for mercy at any time, and even if the wolf tries his best to please him, it is only to throw his dignity on the ground and ravage it to his heart's content.

It must be a very painful process to spit out what was eaten, and it was still in this Wei Mountain, and the Heavenly Wolf needed to endure this torture twice.

One time was his own eagerness to spit out the moon wall, and the people in the first moon wall wanted to scrape its heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys.

"Hum~~"

A trace of red light radiated from the wolf's body, and the original pair of cold wolf eyes were full of madness at this time, and the madness on his face was twisted with cowardice, he knew too well what the red light was taking away.

That must be not only Weishan's harvest, but also the basis of the past, how to maintain pride without them, and how to survive without them.

The red light peels off the flesh and blood Dao soul, it is not very painful in the eyes of the wolf at the moment, what hurts is that the power that once smiled and proud is slipping away in front of him, whether he was ruthless or hardworking, he has everything now, and those things that are taken away by the red light are the power to support himself to stand on the top of the mountain.

At this moment, they were all clearly placed in front of them, and a pale white soul shadow stood vaguely in front of the wolf.

The wolf glanced at it, hated, and fainted on the spot, this must be a wise choice, at least the poor wolf in the coma doesn't have to watch and count the powerlessness.

The pale white soul shadow was like a fog condensation, so fragile that it might dissipate as long as the wind blew and became invisible.

"Boom~~"

The long sky cracked, Weishan trembled slightly, and the virtue of the thick earth must not tolerate provocation, from the time when the soul shadow emerged, the dark clouds shrouded the Weishan.

There is no doubt that at this moment, he was angry, and the darkness immediately overwhelmed everything, and the scorching thunder exploded suddenly, and the originally soft light of the moon wall was more like a pale and weak lamp in such darkness, which could not illuminate itself, let alone the way forward.

What if you're angry?

It was impossible to give up the red line, but the red light emitted by the Sky Wolf was getting weaker and weaker, and it was even thinner.

There is an end to the strength, even if the wolf is rich, it is about to be emptied by the red line.

At this time, the soul shadow was still a thin pale white, and there was no sign of condensation at all.

If this can go against the sky, then the day will be too fragile.

The cold face of the red line was raised slightly, and his eyes were full of determination, is this against the sky?

A smile is cutting through the cold face, in the eyes of others, he is born and raised, but he really knows that this heavenly father and earth mother are too ruthless, three disasters and four catastrophes, and they want to wipe themselves out every time, but they have survived, what is there to be afraid of, they are an existence against the sky.

"Ah~"

The red line drank softly, and the green silk danced one after another, and the blood in the chest immediately surged, and it broke through the teeth in an instant: "Poof~~." ”

And the red line's original delicate face and facial features were stained with blood.

But the red line kept in his hand, as soon as the lotus root arm was raised, he grabbed his blood from Changtian's hand, and a ball of blood surged happily in his right hand, and at this moment, his eyes were solemn and sudden,

Are you okay with the person in your heart, your eyes moved slightly and fell on Heqing's face.

Is he awake?

Hongxian must not know when He Qing woke up, and at this moment, He Qing's gaze is still a little cold, although he has a little guess, but he doesn't dare to think and believe it like Han Xian.

Can anyone really take their lives against the sky?

A trace of eagerness floated in Heqing's heart, and a faint smile couldn't help but appear in the cold eyes of the red line.

This smile is worthless to He Qing, but it is indeed a great encouragement in the eyes of the red line.

The solemn face also showed a happy smile, and he nodded slightly, but this was not the time to greet him, and his eyes fell on the pale soul shadow again.

Red Line took a deep breath, and with a light finger of his left hand at the flawless moon wall, a moonlight flew out and landed on the soul shadow leisurely.

"Hum~"

Han Xian's eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly, and the soul shadow at this moment was like the second moon, trying to open the bleak darkness.

"Boom~~"

Changtian cracked again, the red line's eyebrows and eyes were raised, Changtian is not without a bottom line, and this thunder is a good warning, if you don't stop, the next time it will fall on the red line or the soul shadow.

Stop it?

laughed, for the sake of his own beliefs, and even more for the sake of the eager red line in his heart, it was impossible to stop.

His gaze fell on the blood bead in his right hand, this blood is the root of everything, if he only relies on the soul power of the wolf, he will not be able to withstand the majesty of the heavens at all, and only his own blood in endless waiting and torture can be reborn.

The show hand moved gently, and the blood beads slowly floated towards the soul shadow under the protection of Dao power.

"Thorn~~. ”

The dark night suddenly brightened, and under the reflection of thunder and lightning, the face of the red line was full of paleness, the heavens and the earth had been warned, and the red line chose to ignore it.

And this anger illuminated the night of Weishan, and smashed into the heart of the red line.

Born strong, he must be immune to the majesty of heaven and earth, and the red line is even more decisive in his eyes, and at this moment, the blood beads have flown into the body of the soul shadow, and they fall steadily in the heart position, the red blood beads are like spirits, and they are as strong as the heart, and the slightest blood power is pushed to no corner of the body.

"Boom, sting. ”

Changtian should understand that it is impossible to give up the red line, and compared with torturing the red line to give up by itself, it is better to directly bomb the thing that should not exist into invisibility.

A dazzling whiteness cracked open under the cover of thunder, and the void swirled towards the soul shadow.

Transformed by his own painstaking efforts, of course, he must protect it thoroughly, his teeth opened lightly, and with a light drink, he waved a trace of red rope in his arm and immediately pounced on the electric light.

Changtian's pride is not an arrogant wolf, and he will be easily bound by the red line.

"Hiss~~"

The face of the red line suddenly sank, and his natal red rope was already scorched black when he was hit by lightning, and it was even smashed to the side, but the electric thunder whip was indeed only a few points dim, and the momentum still did not change.

At this time, the soul shadow no longer had a protective umbrella, and was completely exposed to the majesty of the long sky.

"Boom~~"

Han Xian's eyebrows jumped, the strong light exploded, and his eyes were full of paleness, and all the shadows were blinded by this miserable whiteness.

Han Xian's eyes blinked wildly, and a pair of eyes groped hard in the whiteness, wondering if the soul shadow had been shattered.

When the fog always dispersed, the pale also receded with Han Xian's efforts.

With a blurred face, the blood beads in the pale shadow were still breathing strongly again and again, Han Xian's heart was stable, but he did say softly in his mouth: "Haven't you dispersed yet?"

It's not that Han Xian doesn't want the party soup to be resurrected, but he can't bear to have the common sense in his heart broken.

As soon as the red line's head was raised, it was impossible to cover the eyes of the red line in the dark, and the face was solemn and floating, the heart was there, the soul was also there, and now the only thing that was missing was God.

Without it, then Dang Tang is just a sentence of the walking dead, and 'God' cannot be copied, let alone taken from others.

And at this time, the only way for the red thread is to get back the reborn thing from the heavenly body that took everything.

Xiu hand clenched into a fist, and at this moment, the black cloud slowly rotated above Weishan's head, and it was even more depressed by a minute, and the night was also lit up and extinguished in the electric snake sky crack.

The red line is not afraid, and he has broken them again and again in order to live, and he can do the same today. With a soft snort, his fist swung out towards the black clouds in the sky.

"Hum~~"

The thin body does have invincible potential.

The fist waved in the air without a single wave, and even the wind was not startled at all, but the black cloud mountain that rotated like a millstone was indeed a fist mark engraved with a fist, and it was still deepening.

"Hum~"

The black clouds couldn't stop this delicate fist, and the clouds were instantly pierced, and a clear light, from far away, but also from the unknown, scattered and falling.

Although the clouds wear through, they do not disperse, and they still rotate non-stop.

And its immortal red line was not seen, of course, only the light of hope, the fist that was swung out, turned into a claw, and sucked at the distant and unknown light, and the brilliance flew towards the red line.

"Hum~~"

Joy and surprise flashed on Heqing's face at the same time, and in the clear light, that familiar and majestic face appeared, tears couldn't help but appear in the corners of his eyes again, and his voice was already choked: "Senior brother." ”

There is no doubt that there is the 'god' of Dang Tang in that light, 'just let him go, of course Chang Tian is unwilling, there was a flash of lightning in the broken thundercloud, and a thunderbolt hit Dang Tang's head.

"No~~. ”

He Qing immediately shouted, but the roar was destined to be powerless, destined to change nothing, and this, even the red line could only be watched.

He Qing's seeing, the god of Dang Tang also saw it, saw He Qing's eager face, and saw the familiar face floating in the air, that is the person who thinks about it.

Who does not cherish the living, the rebirth.

"Boom~"

He Qing's face was full of gloom, but a pair of eyes were still staring at the light, and he really wanted him to live.

Joy and ecstasy, the face of the party soup in the clear light resurfaced again, although it faded to nothingness, but at least the god was not broken under the power of heaven to fall into the hands of the red line.

"Ah~"

The red line drank softly, it had changed its previous steadyness, the suction in his hand changed to thrust, and he sent it towards the soul shadow, and directly sent the soul shadow into the cold body of the party soup, not that the red line gave up his usual stability, but that he was really powerless to delay it any longer.

He Qing's eyes hurriedly fell on Dang Tang's body, and he explored his vitality again and again.

"Hey~"

Han Xian sighed slightly, his eyes fell on the tired and pale face of the red line, laughed miserably, and sighed: "He cares about your efforts again."

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