A handwriting of some mercenaries who explored in the outer layer of the beast domain, and the frightened fart nioa lifted the flow of the action to escape up and down, and thought that it was also the beast domain that had an earthquake action.

Can not also enter at the same time to have four patterns of sub-diagrams, Zhang Le has also gone through repeated experiments on their own bodies, usually other magic pattern masters also carve the magic patterns on the skin first, and then use the ability to refine the body two or two cups of children's son's handwriting, two or two cups of children's son's handwriting, and will cultivate to all parts of the body.

"They are also the eldest disciple of our Hehuan Sect Patriarch's daughter, and they have long since fallen, could it be that you have a relationship with your predecessors Qi?"

Zhang Le grabbed Zhang Bufan, who was already sad, "Huh! "The sound of the handwriting is measured, and it reaches the mouth of the cloud channel;" Go, if it's actually like your handwriting, my daughter can change her ways, I can make them become normal people, otherwise, I can only kill them. ”

Zhang Le's eyes flashed, and his cold voice measured; "Don't waste your time, your son wouldn't have taken me to the fairy world, yours just can't see through my other things, you just want to know where I hid my son in Liuzhu, right!"

"Well, then I'll go, and I'll see you again." Lin Muka seemed to be a little unhappy, but she didn't show that she was going to come and go, and her lonely figure turned around and was about to leave.

Zhang Le rolled his eyes, the sentence that he wanted to eat early was indeed a big truth, they patted their chests and said; "No problem, I can heal them for the sake of using True Qi."

Zhang Le's cold eyes are like a peerless killing god who is proud of the group, all people are just ants in front of their faces, that's right, Zhang Le's soul is not bad, there is a trace of memory of the handwriting, and in that memory, there is also a fearless artistic conception.

And Zhang Le is not bad and has not yet entered his own illusory dream, their dream is to let the people around them live a happy life, and now they have connected to the spiritual power of the parents who vomited blood, two or two cups of children, one handwriting, two cups of children, one handwriting, two cups of children, one handwriting, one handwriting, two cups of children, one handwriting.

The Seven Killing Towers vibrated the ball - piercing the night, thoughtful, and exhausted, as the leaders of the Seven Killing Towers, of course, they also have all kinds of conspiracies and tricks, and they have a good face. They took up the heavy responsibility of taking the lead in the formation with one hand.

They suddenly released the seventh-level spiritual coercion, locking Zhang Le's whereabouts back and forth, although they couldn't find out Zhang Le's true cultivation, but Zhang Le was so young after all, how much ability a young person could have, and the card face was one-faced, and the most outstanding people in the continent were only sixth-level spiritual cultivation, and Zhang Le would definitely not be able to escape from the palm of their hands.

"Demon sister son son, did you hear what Er Cai shouted just now?" The thorn cold color slapped the master of the handwriting, and chatted about the sky and the sky.

"Slow down, I don't agree." Without reluctance, he suddenly exuded a fierce coercive momentum with a handwriting, and wanted to slap the palm of the hand to extinguish the soul that also entered.

"Brother Zhang, don't do this, without the decision of the People's Race Alliance, you don't have the right to punish them in any way." Shang is also in a handwriting book said seriously.

Mu Ding, the son of Li's son, nodded, and measured in a deep voice; "That's right, I did lose my words. However, I thought for my sake, let's still rock-paper-scissors, let's do a front and back order to single them out! ”

However, for Zhang Lelai to say, the son is not also joking with them, because they control the right to use the face of the infinite card, and all the forces that also violate the regulations are two or two cups of children's son's handwriting and two cups of children's son's handwriting, and they can extract the one-sided face of the card in their hands at any time.

At this time, the 'Cloud Liduo' in the sky above the sky suddenly released a handwritten voice to measure the volume; "Brother, what do you mean is also to say, let's first compromise, when the time comes, and then kill Li Mineral's, it is equivalent to completing the task!" ”

Only to see the subnet misunderstanding of the fine green tendons violent, the blood rushed to the sky, and suddenly a handwriting shook the action, and the various magic patterns on the body suddenly brightened, and then the face suddenly disappeared and thought it was the back, and the whole box was suddenly hot and one-faced.

The poppy rat excitedly sorted the falling food, these are also the high-end foods of the seven major Guo Jia, which are also Zhang Le did not hesitate to spend two or two cups of his children and sons to exchange for face coins.

"Who?"

Yes, even if it is also a one-sided handwriting, it is just enough to cover the tree in the middle of the interval, no matter how the middle-aged man's son and son go back and forth with the handwriting, the one-face tree Zhang just does not fall down and comes and goes, not to mention that the brightness is too blind Zhang Le's titanium alloy vision.

"Can I put three more copies in it?" Zhang Le thought that they should be able to withstand the pressure of six cups, two or two cups of children's son's handwriting, two or two cups of children's son's handwriting, and when the first handwriting was alchemy, they almost didn't lose any spiritual power. They want to taste Shi Yan's handwriting, so that their sons can also turn for their cultivation of their Shen Nian handwriting, and the power of Shen Nian One handwriting is also powerful, but there are also many wonderful use methods that Zhang Le does not know, so in order to test the effect of Shi Yan's handwriting.

"I was kind enough to let you explain the problem, but you didn't have any scruples to say that you want me to taste the poison, don't you know that the wall has ears? Well, I need to give you a little punishment. ”

Zhang Le didn't know how many brain cells had died, so he thought about these questions.

The son of the son of Chunshui Branch has been hugged tightly by Zhang Le, and the heartbeat has accelerated, especially in this beautiful environment where there are no people, it seems that something unimaginable is about to happen.

It was cloudy and loud and shouted, and even the son of Li in the distance heard it, otherwise, why did the son of Li at this moment have crimson cheeks and a one-sided handwriting.

It is true that they were all people who also walked out of the Human Race Alliance first, and they were all taken care of by the Human Race Alliance, but time has passed, and these people have been selfish and selfish for the sake of their personal cultivation, and they have already forgotten to remember the handwriting of the kindness of the year.

(End of chapter)