A pair of children, like dream dragons, came out of a dark corner, and their faces suppressed excitement when they saw the pain of their bodies slapping.

In the past year, the outside world has changed day after day, the pain of a confused child has turned into a half-step bargaining chip, the shape and appearance of the body have changed a lot, Long Mingtian has no change in the silk horns, it is a child there.

At that time, he drove Hong Sore out of the palace just to give him psychological comfort and maintain his philosophy of life. Unexpectedly, Hong Soreness is back!

"Don't come here. This is the wealth you need to reshape the world. Go, go! ”

Hongyuan took out a package from the space ring and threw it to the dragon tomorrow.

"What about my pain?"

Long Mengtian reached for the package and wanted to know. The next moment, a strong cold wind hit, and a thick layer of snow and remnants was quickly added to the stone walls and ground. Long Mengtian had been trapped on the ground for many years, his face was pale, and there was no danger at all.

"It's okay, go, go!"

There is an empty slap next to Hong's pain, and he tosses the dream of the hesitant baby dragon into a dark corner, but he runs away until he hits the cave where the purple coffin is.

Long Mengtian stood up, and as soon as he saw Hong Pain rushing into the grotto, he burst into tears. At this moment, a woman in white fell from the ground, and people gave Hua Meng's body the power to do so, and the movement of the ball was incomparable, and when Long Meng's world consciousness stretched out and covered it, he immediately understood what was going on.

Over the years, Hong has returned to this place again and brought him the treasure he needs to remake the place.

"Kid, you're dead!"

The owner of Yanqiu Palace was both scared and angry. He was surprised to find out that he had been played a prank.

What kind of ignorance and pride is it for a little ant to kill its head?

The master of Yanqiu Palace shook his right hand, and his long sleeves were tightly wrapped around his body like a python. The aching body made a pulling and clicking sound. It was a blast moment, stay there!

The owner of the Smoke Ball Palace who was dragged into the grotto without any precautions, and a large set of killing machines, really beautiful thought grinded down the painful flood.

Where are purple coffins banned?

This is a forbidden place within a forbidden land. The grotto where the Purple Coffin is located is the most dangerous place in the Forbidden Land. Even he didn't dare to go in. For thousands of years, he knew what treasures were hidden in the purple coffin, and he didn't dare to break in. Unexpectedly, today the gutter returned to the boat and was dragged in by the torture of the flood.

"Baby, help me!"

Hong Yuan took a sip of it, and a tyrant who did not belong to him suddenly appeared on his body, and the scales were thick on his body. But the next moment, the long sleeves on the body shrank again, and the hard block could not withstand a momentary blow. Suddenly felt pain in the internal organs, and the flood reservoir was difficult to breathe, and the internal organs were sold, and a main cigarette ball was sleeved. He's dead.

The fingers of the herb tea, like banknotes, are almost empty, reaching into the sleeves of the body in pain. With a sigh of eating, the terrible sleeve of this giant python broke.

In the grotto, there is only three inches of grass. In an instant, several people grew up on a plank, like a huge wave, on a sea of smoke pills, blowing down two people in eight directions. There is no way out, so the owner of the Tobacco Ball Palace is angry and cannot get out of the trap and wash it off. He was as tired as the owner of the all-weather tobacco ball palace.

Right now!

Let's die here today.

Hong Yuan's heart was cold, and his mind was blank.

The grass in the grotto didn't know who he was. In ancient times, beasts were even ferocious. All flesh will rot and corrode into a pool of blood in a pile of weeds. Countless grasses and teas grow wildly on the ceiling and are covered together. How could they be blocked?

At this moment, Hong's pain really smelled of death.

The next moment, the painful feeling did not appear. It is estimated that the pain of thousands of arrows piercing the heart did not appear. In the midst of the terrible grotto, there is an incredible grotto.

Crazy growth under the ceiling, covered under the grass tea, brushing by for no reason, all attacked the smoke palace that dominated the whole day.

Hongyuan was incredible, and for a moment, he couldn't even react to the illusion of himself standing in the darkness of Ryumeng.

"Stupid, don't leave yet!"

The voice of the Blood Bat King suddenly sounded, and the sore body reappeared, and a person who did not belong to his own violent situation jumped out on the terrible herbal tea. Look, the whole stone cave is full of herbal tea, and the herbal tea is also full, see such a paradox? The purple coffin, no smoke in sight, the main body was shot by a ball in the palace, and only then did he come to take a sip. There is no smell to some extent, this is the smell of blood, and the stronger it is.

The owner of the Tobacco Palace was injured, but he was also seriously injured!

Just as he was about to use this opportunity to leave the high ticket, Hong sadly walked away and stopped.

Is there any flesh and blood that has come to the grotto? After the straw bags and tea bags must be melted, can the owner of the Smoke Palace be an exception?

Hong Lei's sore eyes were so big that he couldn't blink in the grotto that had been carved out of the blades of grass and tea leaves. He did not witness the death of the owner of Yanqiu Palace in the grotto. When he flew to the ends of the earth, he couldn't rest assured.

The Black Grotto, Mo Longlong wrote, set off a surging wave from time to time, which was the attack of Ling Twist, the master of the Smoke Palace.

In the grotto, like tea in a sea of grass, the waves are constantly opening up, lapping against the surrounding stone walls, and endlessly chopping and chopping.

From the grotto came a miserable cry, the smell of blood growing stronger and stronger.

The weeds are thicker, the attacks are more violent, and the owner of Yanqiu Palace seems to be working hard. In addition to the strong smell of blood, there was an ancient and hazy power that gradually rippled in the middle. The ball is moving, which is curious but full of energy. Standing outside the cave, Hong was shocked to find that the ball was moving and the wound was spinning at an alarming speed under this inexplicable force.

"Pain and sorrow, this is the power of life. A real treasure is sealed in a purple coffin, and one can live forever! ”

The laughter of the master of Yanqiu Palace echoed in the ruins of the earth, as if he had been rebuilt.

The seal on the purple coffin was opened for you, and the grotto is strange? The terrible weeds are gone, and the ruins have become a frozen world where no one and nothing can disturb his steps.

Neither Hong Yuan nor the master of the Smoking Ball Palace could move under the pressure of the authority of the realm he liked, so the latter's hand was getting closer and closer.

A gloomy box of swords suddenly appeared out of nowhere and quietly flew into the corpse of the owner of Yanqiu Palace.

The owner of Yanqiu Palace couldn't help but laugh, replaced by a sad scream. He turned around and slowly stepped out of the familiar body beat in the darkness. The owner of Feng Yunfu Palace was wearing a big robe with long hair and high curls, which looked very blurry. He didn't know when the blue mud came. The sword in his hand was fast and fierce, impartially piercing the heart of the master behind him.

"Rui... The light is blurred, is that you? ”

The owner of Yanqiu Palace had an accident, and his body was trembling.

In the grotto, he broke the seal and robbed the treasure left by the owner of the purple coffin, but his body was severely damaged. The thunder obscured the sword and pushed him to the brink of collapse.

Huntsman's sore eyes were so big that things in his heart were no less than those of the master of Yanqiu Palace. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Ling Blood Battle Soul Claw Book House" for free for the first time.