Mo Ning Hong's alfalfa is calm, don't be strong, don't suck it, it can't be closed, it will be self-conscious, it's enough.

Fu Shan's voice was loud and reminded: "Gong Xi, you are the second brother of the palace." You Keyi chose to practice the empowerment, and you chose to improve your attainments quickly. ”

The corners of Mo Ninghong's mouth twitched: "Nonsense, practice the empowerment of the puppet 哬苚 rめ昇陣檤!" ”

"Yes, you are now stubbling in the array, stubble is in the first stage, and you have 30,000 performances, so that you can support the amount of Qi behind the mirror. Now stubble, build a concentrating foundation, comprehend thousands of times, start now, please go to the table! ”

Mo Ning Hong's coffin, burning between, sheng sheng calamium yellow coffin poured the high table, hundreds of millions of inscriptions shining, dense, after putting the Zhizhi, like a Yu Sakai.

Mo Ninghong stepped on, climbed the table, sat cross-legged, and closed the alfalfa Huisheng.

Their minds are full of patterns, and the oak makes a wave, and the strong line is directed towards them.

This one, Mo Ning Hong's spirit saint, seems to be keen, and the tiger is enough to understand this floor.

They are intrigued, and they are made up of Jiang Yi, and they are able to comprehend and comprehend the situation in the early stage.

Mo Ninghong seems to be in a dream, it is sloppy, so that the peaks of the river, the waterfall and the cliff, the thunder flickering, the sound of the thunder roaring.

Four slashes, no cold oak sea, no ten thousand elephants!

It seems to be a dream of a dream, and it is a master of the banner, and it regrets to realize Sakai! Beginner Rank, Bronze Array, Silver Array, Gold Array, Platinum Array, Master Array, King Array, Heavenly Pole Array, Supreme Array!

The teacher is on the road, and the waist is different! The Elder Master Tiger may not be like the Immortal!

This is Sasa Sakai, so that it has a silk pattern structure, and it creates it to be a dry Sasakai, and all things are immortal, and it should not be exhausted!

It stands on the top of the stubble, standing at the end of the clouds, the stubble is scared, it overlooks the library, the face is persecutive, and the shengyi is struggling!

It seems to be embracing a tiger with a wave of its palm, calling for wind and rain, and stubble and stalking.

It stomps its feet, the library shakes, it stomps, moves the void!

It is torn in the shackles, it needs to pass through the tunnel between the stubbles, and it travels in the void!

One cut, as if to make a certain unwatered, unclear, illusory, clear and blurred......

Mo Ning Hong's rope is stubble, and Lou is blinking.

It's been a long time.

The condensation of the god base was closed, Mo Ninghong opened his eyes, and the alfalfa was not a thing.

In this room, the red is in the vast expanse, and the alfalfa is in the dark.

They are frightened, like a strange stone road, strange shapes, this mile is full of atmosphere, and the forest is cold and weird.

Mo Ninghong looked around, frowning, regretful and strange.

Fu Shan's voice rang out: "Mo Ninghong, you are stubble, and you are concentrating on the foundation to be promoted." Even the puppet will send you to the first floor.

At the beginning of this layer, you will be able to fight enemies, but you will make a piece of Sasaka, and you will have ten thousand arrows!

It is the mirror Sakai and you are strong, and the people are killed, and each is pressed by the same team, and each is not in the autumn!

It has a large number of pounds, and the limbs are one tiger, and you need to crack it one by one.

You will cut the magic mirror one by one. This makes this a real stubble, and you will die!

This makes the younger brother pick up the first layer, the demon soldier, and meet the challenge! ”

The sound was scattered, and Mo Ninghong surveyed this mile, and the palace was as deep as possible.

It seems that there are piles of forest things, and the sea is overturned.

Close to a survey, this Huan Fen Lu Xian, maybe the tiger is called Zhi Wei Lu Xian.

It's short in shape, with no bones, no flesh and skin!

It made a group of demon soldiers, covered with a forest and a battle iron, choked it to pick up the flesh, and picked up the fit.

One by one, the pupils made the black hole suffocate and the hole was pitch black, and the depth was exhausted.

It crosses the average crossing, and it is four feet long, and it is three feet long, and it stands on the Mo Ning Hong, and the tiger snorts them on the Maruda Daigan Pinghuan line.

Mo Ninghong's eyebrows furrowed, and his hair was numb and shivering.

"How do you get through the pass?" Mo Ninghong was puzzled, his head was foggy, this Huanfen Demon Soldier was not a hundred million, but he was choked, and he was squeezed.

Is it difficult to kill the demon soldiers, kill them cleanly, and pass the level?

Fu Shan's voice sounded through them: "You make the demon soldiers cold, and when you take the initiative to withdraw from the army, you will win!" ”

Mo Ninghong took a deep breath and whispered: "What about the occasional ......?"

At this moment, the demon soldiers were hundreds of millions of troops, and they were close to Lita and Laiyue, and it gradually surveyed the whole shape of the Fen demon soldiers.

Each one, a helmet is made, like a bone made of a bone, and the palm holds a bone skull, a bone shield, and a bone bone.

It doesn't have alfalfa eyes, it allows it to pick up alfalfa eyes, and sip dark leaves.

It is striding towards the shattered "Da Da Da" and the "Da Da Da" is swept away by the Mo Ninghong, one thousand zhang, eight hundred zhang......

Although it burned a huge number of buildings, the troops were organized and arranged in an orderly manner.

A row of troops pressed the mirror, and Mo Ninghong's waist was one by one, paying for this thousand troops and horses.

Mo Ninghong raised his palm, and tried his majesty with his waist.

Now it is a mustache, they are accomplished, and they are more ruthless than they are, and they are born early.

Mo Ning Hong pursed his lips, lowered his head, and the holy cesium was calm, his palm turned over, and he slowly sighed: "Han Yu, seal the formation——"

"Boom!"

It stomped its feet violently, and there were no extremely cold lines, and its palms were staggering, and the sharp arrows were scarring and shooting!

"Click-"

A seat of the peak, the beginning of the pull, the beginning of the number of Zhang, the expansion of the library of one hundred, five hundred, eight hundred!

Before he was dying, the demon soldiers of the Hung Fen were close to the Demon Soldiers, and they were densely packed and frozen, their bodies were stiff, and they were not moving.

Several of them were in a cold array, and they were sealed by the demon soldiers, and Mo Ninghong was not in time to take care of this Huanfen.

But when he saw a row of demon soldiers in the trenches, he seemed to have no survey, and he continued to stand on his side, and he was in a hurry, and he took refuge in the ranks, stepping on the heads and shoulders of his companions, and the oak peaks, stacking Luo Han, with the help of his back body, holding the shield, and crossing the slightest decrease.

At this point, the demon soldiers are making the attack on the county and pulling out the tiger's palm.

The Han Yu array was full of Hu Hu Feng Fen Demon Soldiers, and then choked the Demon Soldiers, and climbed a mountain of Queo Peak, turned over the Yue Ridge, and rushed to Chong Jue Mo Ninghong, two hundred feet away from it.

Mo Ning Hongqi sighed, waved his palm, and drank lightly: "Extremely cause the flame array-".

One of the lines of the line through the banner pierced through the demon soldier's bone shield and chest.

The demon soldier's body is a hole, burning it to make the body of the body shook, still squeezing slowly, like the root of the squeeze.