The red moon and the red sun that flew out violently spit out a stain of blood, and a crimson streamer smashed between the peaks and mountains at high speed, with a bang, and the nebula was full of rubble.

The white robe has turned into a blood robe, the red liquid flow is wriggling, the white cloudy eyes are extremely vigilant, guarding against the coercion coming from all directions, and the green tendons between the arms are bursting out, and they are born in the face of anger.

The white-robed blindfolded man has become a "cloudy-eyed and white-eyed little pepper"!

Opposite the black-robed man, the light in his eyes shrank his figure, and the two momentum of facing each other soared into the sky......

A big war is about to begin......

At the end of the momentum, the purple light burst out, and a sky mark opened, like a small point of delicate red from a girl, and the young lady's big white legs poked out from between the "cherry lips".

The bell tied to the jade foot is swaying, like a bird singing in the silent natural scenery, crisp and pleasant, looking for prestige, the black robe, the "cloudy eyes and white eyes of the little pepper" are a little shocked, the jade foot is light, the ripples are scattered, and the delicate figure comes with the floating white petals.

"I didn't expect to meet Yoki-sama so soon, hehehe. Wan Ying covered her mouth and chuckled, her wrist slid down and was white, and her delicate face was better than the scene.

The corners of Yangmu's mouth twitched, and his black eyes were full of surprise, and he asked, "Holy Maiden Temple?...... Do you want to meddle in this matter too?"

The white petals floated and slid over the soft white silk, and the smile on Wan Ying's face converged, showing extreme dissatisfaction with the wedding dress like a newlywed bride, and silently breathed: "Hmph, can't I visit Lord Yangmu......?"

The black pupils flashed a trace of killing intent, and the body of the "cloudy-eyed and white-eyed little pepper" trembled in shock, and they didn't feel its killing intent when they fought against it a second ago, which showed that their so-called trio had not reached the level of arousing the killing intent of the black-robed man, and the "cloudy-eyed and white-eyed little pepper" swallowed a mouthful of saliva and deeply mourned for his impulsive words before for three minutes.

No matter how desperately they try to climb up, in the end, they can't even touch their afterglow.

Red Moon and Red Sun were injured, and the "cloudy-eyed little pepper" had to wait and see what happened, not daring to have extra movements or even thoughts.

"Visiting? I'm afraid I'm here for something. The pitch-black pupils shrank suddenly, the spiritual power of the hands fluctuated, and the sharp voice was not polite at all.

Wan Ying's lips licked lightly, and her smile became stronger: "Look at Lord Yangmu, you are angry, the Holy Maiden Temple has always loved peace, what can you come to? It's just to get some pure goblin cores......"

The space is superimposed, intertwined, and the powerful suction force, even the breath is one bite but not the next, the time field is covered, the wind and rain are stagnant, and everything is surrounded by a state of living vitality and death.

The purpose of the pure goblin kernel is very clear, to rush to the goblins of the fairy land. How can a goblin who has lost the core of a goblin survive, he must not let her get close to the goblin land for half a minute, and even the idea must kill it.

The white petals flowed, submerged in the black hole of space, the immovable petals seemed to be fluttering, but also seemed to be floating, one branch into two or three strands, the shadow flickered, and disappeared in place.

"Lord Yangmu's ability in space and time is really outrageous, I'm afraid the little woman is not your opponent, is it intentional for the three people who are standing there to watch?"

From beginning to end, Wan Ying didn't look at the three of them directly, and the "cloudy-eyed little pepper" didn't plan to get angry because she was looked down upon. The Holy Maiden Temple, even the boss of their secret organization has to give three points, what qualifications does he have to ask her to look at them squarely.

"You mean, you and I cooperate, but what good do I have?" The timing was just right, he had to seize this opportunity to fight for his own interests, and he also wanted a piece of the fairy land.

Of the three parties present, the "cloudy-eyed and white-eyed little pepper" side is weak, let alone a piece of the pie, and there is no chance to escape.

Once discovered, he will inevitably be drawn into the battle, and his voice trembles, and he asks again: "How is it?"

Wan Ying was stunned, her willow eyebrows fell into deep thought, and her thin lips skimmed: "Good?...... Not... Yes! ”

The white veins burst out, anger appeared on his face, his fingers were single, and he trembled like a ghost: "You... You...... You. ”

The white petals flow to the "cloudy eyes", Wan Yi Su hand lightly raised, plain white long sleeves danced, dexterous delicate body like a butterfly that rises and falls, light between the flowers.

The power of space and time was superimposed, the gold and silver light flashed across the sky, leaping across the sky, a double ribbon of gold and silver crossed her waist, the eyebrows like ink, the eyes like ink, the two spiritual powers like ten thousand horses galloping, the tiger roaring in the mountains and forests, smashing violently.

The three energy balls contain each other, but they can't last long in this state, and Wan Jing and "Turbidity" both know in their hearts that under the comprehensive suppression of space and time abilities, they will be defeated.

Cooperation may be the best policy!

"God-level strength! The strength of the Holy Maiden Hall is really strong!" Yang Mu sighed lightly, he thought that the terrifying of the Holy Maiden Hall was only his imagination, but the ones he had thought of sending out to carry out the task were all perverted god-level strength.

The bare hand gently flicked the petals, the white fragrance is not finished, and the waves of flowers are layered one after another, Wan Ying smiled and said: "Maybe, this is not something you should care about." ”

Yangmu's black pupils are shining, and it seems that the pool of water in the Holy Maiden Hall is not only deep, but also very dangerous.

The "cloudy eyes" are extremely difficult to deal with, and the damage caused by the ability to whiten the turbidity is insignificant.

If it weren't for the restraint of her god-level strength, the "Turbid Eyes" and the Red Moon and Red Sun might not be able to withstand the power of Yangmu's space and time changes.

The turbidity was white and dark, the white veins were blurred, and he begged in a low voice: "Cooperation, I don't need any benefits." ”

The red moon and the red sun are combat weapons, the more frustrated they are, the more courageous they are, the more courageous they are, the decline has no effect on them, and the only thing that can affect them is life and death.

But Turbid White is not them, they care about their lives, and the Fairy Land is just an undesirable idea when they are conceited and arrogant.

Wan Yu Surong relaxed, tense and strong and sharply turned, and the petals swirled in the narrow space and time blended: "You finally know your position, it's good, but if you cooperate now... I ......"

Unexpectedly, she would perineum, and the "cloudy eyes" were furious, and because of the situation, he could only swallow bitter water in his stomach.

“… I...... Agreed, hahaha. ”

Looking at the happy smile, I felt a wave of nausea inexplicably, and the "cloudy eyes" blanked the air.

The weapon of the armor, the attack of the red moon and the red sun is extremely ferocious, and they don't treat Yangmu as a human at all, of course, the premise is that they don't treat themselves as people, the cold light is bursting, even if the flesh and blood are blurred, they still move forward bravely.

There are two stupid meat shields in front of the shield to block damage, Wan Jing is quite happy, the illusion of the petal flow flows rapidly, the white petals fly, the tip of the petal flashes in a trance, and countless "white-tipped flying knives" wrap around the body, cutting the gap.

"Lord Yangmu, the three-yuan battle is not lightly injured!

The two balls of energy struck Yangmu respectively, and the momentum of the horns suddenly became formed!