Horizontal and vertical are all dead, it just wants to hold the last chance to live.

Maybe Lan Wujiang will save it?

It is all evil in the world, but it dares to fight with heaven like Lan Wujiang.

The Rakshasa bird's life hung in the balance, and it fell suddenly, and blood and tears overflowed from the corners of its eyes.

Who says animals are ruthless? It's just that their feelings are different from people.

"Bang." Lan Wujiang used his evil qi to help the Rakshasa Bird withstand all the thunder tribulations.

She flew above the rakshasa and blood spilled from the corners of her mouth.

The force of thunder was about to break her bones apart.

"Ahh

She roared hard, and the hidden power in her body suddenly burst out, and a transparent gas actually pushed the thunder back at this moment, and the two huge currents were flat.

It can be regarded as a vision of heaven and earth.

The Southern Zhou National Master stood not far away and touched his gray beard, and whispered, "This heavenly thunder is to destroy the evil of the Rakshasa bird's nature, commonly known as the way of heaven, what is the power in the palm of Anping Niangzi?" Can you protect the evil of heaven and earth, and also fight against the way of heaven?"

The law of heaven and the law of heaven, the law of heaven and the law of nature!

These ten thousand thoughts are really the natural qi of Qiankun.

Lan Wujiang is the body of nature!

"Presumptuous—"

Lan Wujiang was forced to be angry by this catastrophe, and the fighting intent on his body was like thunder on his head, and the rain around his body blew up the sky for a night, the mountains and soil cracked, and the waves howled.

Everyone in the Wonder Garden had a heart hanging, and their eyes were full of shock.

Which teenager can compare to Lan Wujiang? One person's strength resisted the thunderstorm, and with the power of one person, he chased and killed the Rakshasa bird, and then trampled on its leg and made a contract with it.

Lan Wujiang was like a madman when he played with his life.

But he is also such a madman, stepping on the bloody road again and again!

Who dares to stop it?

No one dares to stop you!

The teenagers' eyes sparkled with excitement......

Lan He wanted to make a move, but seeing that Lan Wujiang still had strength, he suppressed the idea of helping her.

She should see how far this girl can go on her own.

Everyone thought that Lan Wujiang still had strength left, but Lan Wujiang was a strong bow and crossbow.

Seeing that Lan Wujiang helped her withstand the thunderstorm, the Rakshasa Bird struggled to fly again, and also sacrificed his strength.

This world-shattering catastrophe only happened in the middle of this careful enchantment.

The world stood by and watched.

There is only one bird and one person, and they go against the sky.

Sad and lamentable.

The people who are attracted are full of emotions.

"My name is ...... White rouge. The Rakshasa Bird spoke with difficulty, as if he felt that his life was short, and wanted Lan Wujiang to remember her name.

Lan Wujiang's fingers trembled, his hair fluttered wildly, and the last trace of strength in his body was exhausted.

She fell like a meteor from the sky.

I thought I would die, but I fell on Bai Rouge.

Lan Wujiang gasped heavily, her whole body was out of strength, and she let Lei Ma lighten her whole body, and her consciousness was empty......

One breath, two breaths, three breaths.

Just when everyone thought that Lan Wujiang was dead and Lan He was about to make a move, Lan Wujiang slowly got up from the bird's back again.

Her blood fused with the Rakshasa Bird's blood of all evils.

The rakshasa bird is immortal, immortal and immortal.

Unless the righteousness of heaven and earth annihilates its evil.

She contracted the Rakshasa Bird and lived with her.

From then on, she will never grow old or die.

Unless there is no more evil in the heart.

The overloaded force frantically squeezed into her brain at that moment.

And the howls of countless evil spirits.

Hardships and hardships.

Love and hate.

This is the memory and power devoured by the Rakshasa bird......

She wants to pass it all on.

What does it taste like...... Bitter! Very bitter. Wu Jiu Literature

But the desire to live burns like a fire.

Lan Wujiang grinned, his mouth full of blood, and he stood alone on the back of the bird and laughed wildly.

Bai Rouge empathized with Lan Wujiang, the blood in her body was boiling because of Lan Wujiang, she carried Lan Wujiang to the sky, Lan Wujiang held a battle axe, jumped up in the air, like an arrow on a string, and also touched the edge of the sky!

She's going to kill this shit tonight!

"Boom."

Rain cats and dogs......

Lei was really cut off by Lan Wujiang.

The sparks fell to the ground.

The layers of dark clouds were actually split in half by Lan Wujiang by himself.

The thunder vanished, and the moonlight shone through......

Shine on Lan Wujiang.

Her face was covered in blood, and her bones were in pain, but she laughed arrogantly and wantonly.

Cutting mountains and rivers one day and talking about the king of heaven and earth? Wow! Mighty too!

Boundless and vast, it must be stepping on the nine heavens!

The wind passed, raising Lan Wujiang's three thousand scattered green silks, revealing her slender neck, she rode the Rakshasa bird from the sky to the ground, borrowed the evil qi to wrap herself and the Rakshasa bird, and walked out of the enchantment unharmed.

Lan He squinted, only to see Li Bingquan walking towards Lan Wujiang, she raised her eyebrows and stretched out her hand to Lan Wujiang, "Tomahawk, mine." ”

Lan Wujiang chuckled lightly and returned the axe with both hands, "Thank you Second Princess for rescuing." ”

The two once had a relationship, and the three battles in the Colosseum made Li Bingquan feel familiar with Lan Wujiang.

But he didn't remember that the martial artist in the Colosseum was Lan Wujiang.

"Not necessarily." Li Bingquan looked curiously at the Rakshasa Bird after being contracted by Lan Wujiang, and silently retreated to the place where he had been standing.

I saw that the Rakshasa bird, which was dozens of meters tall, had become the size of a crow at this moment, standing firmly on Lan Wujiang's shoulder, and its red and white feathers were very beautiful.

It's just that the left leg is a little lame.

Lan Wujiang took down the Rakshasa Bird and channeled the evil qi into its body, helping it re-condense its bones.

"Sister—"

Lan Xiaowu threw himself into Lan Wujiang's arms.

The empty heart finally regained its calm.

Wu Changli stood in place, the shock in his eyes had not yet subsided.

He instinctively wanted to rush forward when he saw Lan Wujiang in danger, but when he walked to the edge of the pit, he paused.

He was hesitating.

Wu Changli's heart was half cold after realizing this.

When Lan Wujiang was instructed by the emperor to kill the Rakshasa Bird, he wanted to say that he would help Lan Wujiang do it.

But he couldn't open his mouth......

There was a whole martial artist behind him, and he was never allowed to act arbitrarily.

One and the other made him ashamed.

The third is to make what you like cheaper.

The third time the thunder, only Lan Wujiang was the only one to hold on.

Three chances, but three times I didn't dare to save myself when I saw death.

Wu Changli's eyes lowered and he smiled bitterly.

Where is he worthy of Shanglan Wujiang.

Guts alone are a big difference.

His thin lips pursed into a line, and feelings of guilt and guilt filled his mind.

"You're doing a great job." Lan He took a Saint Pill and gave it to Lan Wujiang.

Lan Wujiang was subdued in front of everyone, and his attitude was not cold.

Li Li looked at the blue-green pupiled Rakshasa bird, and his heart palpitated.

Why didn't this Lan Wujiang kill this demon beast?

It's really bad.

He stopped talking a few times, and finally waved his sleeves away.

A lantern feast almost didn't end happily.

Wu Changli raised his legs in despair and wanted to leave this place, but was stopped by Lan Wujiang shouting, "Don't wait for me?"

The girl's voice was clear and her smile was charming.

Lan Xiaowu held Lan Wujiang's sleeve miserably, both of them were embarrassed, but in Wu Changli's eyes, there was scattered light.

"Shall I change my clothes and invite me to drink?"

Lan Wujiang chuckled and pulled Lan Xiaowu to walk in front of Wu Changli.