Mu Tianmao was honest when he was in charge, and he made the young dragon mirror of Zu Yi Qi

How dare it slacken?

Mu Kun is a sativa, Oak is as sharp as a sword, Thorn Mo Ninghong, and the four young dragon mirrors instructed: "Beware of it making it mysterious, pick up the tricks, and solve it!" ”

Pick up the tricks, play with pouts.

Mo Ninghong was indifferent and indifferent.

The two ritual blades, at the same time, it tightly grasped the stubble palm, one yuan of ten thousand elephant holy swords, shrouded, majestic and deceitful, the surrounding areas practiced the stubble, and the grains of the chopsticks actually made the flying chopsticks pour into them, the cold light suddenly appeared, and the cold was pressing.

"Kill!"

Five strong, one with the same palm, with a dut to make a sting, an instant change to a handle of the skull, the foot of the split of the Feng River, the slash of the slash, the first to shoot the splinter, the same finger waterfall, shoot the body of Mo Ning Hong, Langdu chopsticks!

Mo Ning Hong alfalfa flashes, stepping, teleporting!

Shout!

In an instant, it was stubble, avoiding the horizontal and vertical and eight crazy clouds, and the five young dragons were not at the mirror level, and it was not sick.

"Shhh Chopsticks move! "The five of them made their heads tremble, and this one of them crossed over, and one of them used to show their wretchedness, and they also made the head of the desolation break through the wilderness.

"Boom-"

Mu Kun slashed and moved, and the oak tide bombarded the scarf, wielding the long sword Mo Ning Hong's brain to slash and scare!

Mo Ning Hongqi sucked the essence of the suckle, so that it was not enough to make it powerful, and the red and one of them moved, and this one of them flashed back three feet, it was violently plundering, and the Holy Limbs of the Nine Waves instantly increased the number of the prestige of the robe, and the outbreak of the momentum was overwhelming!

They collided with the two Yi blades, and the two Yi blades collided with each other, and the two Yi blades were pressed and pressed, and the two Yi blades were connected with each other, and the flow of water was raging and bursting the four yi!

Sneer......

This threat knocked Mo Ninghong into the air and broke a tree.

Wei Mu Kun, who made the production of the control of the Wei Wei retreat several feet, and the palm of his arm actually burned the sour hemp of Huanfen.

It is difficult to look at Mo Ninghong, what is this mean?

Is it mysterious?

Mu Kun squinted at the alfalfa, surveyed Mo Ning Hongli's chin and wiped the traces of scare, and pouted with a cold face.

Cesium is like a cesium, but it is not too much.

It is difficult to make it mysterious, and it is difficult to spend it!

Mo Ninghong glanced at Mu Kun, and he was ruthless and calm.

In the past, it would consume its volume, and now it will be six and six long runs, and it will be ruined, and it will be used to practice it, and it will be filled with a double stump.

Mu Kun is cold and cold, and it is fierce!

Mo Ninghong closed his eyes in an instant, and the Holy Limbs of the Nine Waves converged, mastering the two ritual blades, and they were all confused, floating in the hall of comprehension!

Subsequently, the Tao Mu Kun swept it, and the Sui Dynasty attacked Lai, and it waved the sting, and the spurt of the Qi spurted and the cesium and the mang, bent and twisted, like an oak snake.

It looked like a sativa, but it made Mu Kun's pupils shrink suddenly, and he trembled.

It retreated, and they swept away, and the stinging was entangled, and the cesium was entangled, and it was broken and tightened, and then it swept a strand of the bear, and the shape of the striking wave reflection was double!

Boom –

After the stubble exploded, the stubble exploded, and the staggered and staggered to the station, and the whole wall was burned black.

The atmosphere is steep and strange.

Mu Kun's face froze, and his head was angry and he pressed it.

Although it caused skin trauma, it was too embarrassing to be alive for three hundred years, and it was too embarrassing for a hairy person to engage in such a palace!

Burning Mu Kun but Mu Ran was stunned, converging on the two blades of Mo Ning Hong, his eyes flickered, and he lost his sanctity: "What is this weird and strange?" "The Holy Limbs of the Nine Waves fused with the ancient mist, and the strange and strange mangs actually made the bear enough to devour and bounce back Mu Kun's snort.

One of them exploded, so that Mu Kun was embarrassed and embarrassed.

This one, the other four young dragon mirrors, made a piece of shock.

"This is the long guy who fights the winter and the valley!"

It sinks into the depths.

In this era, the Qingyuan Pavilion heard about Mo Ninghong, and it was really good enough for the bear to reach this time, and it was not ancient.

Perhaps Ning Honglai said, "Mirror Sakai, who is going to be miserable, who is going to be miserable.

"Woo Woo ......"

The four young dragon mirrors stepped on the same page, and Si Mukun stood in a row, and asked with concern: "Three guys, it's okay!" ”

Mu Kun glanced at Mo Ninghong and sighed: "Tickle." ”

"How? This is so weird! ”

Mu Kun exclaimed: "Wreak and weird? What is it that you want to kill it today? ”

Afterwards, the five of them breathed together, and they focused on Mo Ninghong, and they focused on Mo Ninghong, and they all began to exert their strong palms.

Mo Ninghong's face was cold, and in a moment, he began to suck the amount of bears around him, and the one yuan Vientiane Holy Flame broke out.

Crazy monsters, suck alive!

"Lai." Mo Ninghong's eyes were clear, and he slowly began to turn red, which indicated that it would start to burst into violent mode.

Five of them flew and swept the four of them, and the corners of the four of them surged and swelled, and the four corners gathered together with the projection of the four trees, cracking the soil and tearing up the four plants.

Flashing with a li, picking up alfalfa, a thunderbolt, a stinging sting!

"Poke, Poke, Poke......"

The lightning of the four givings is roaring through the sky!

There were several moments of confusion, and they were densely packed towards Mo Ninghong, and they changed the palace to another one, and they tore apart the fragments of the palace in this mess.

"Blood kills the scriptures, crushes the Fenghe, and the younger brother is overpowered!"

Mo Ning Hongtou Jie Ku Sang ┖ Pipin throbbing and crackling sound, muscle stubble swelling!

The blood killing meridian is held, the holy limbs of the Nine Waves are fused, and the number of people has skyrocketed!

It is facing the younger brothers, and it is drenched and torn, and it is with strong power, and it is over the top of the head, bursting and scolding, and frightened, and frightened!

The inertia of the gallop has made it frightened and scolded, and it choked to make its legs converge and kick violently!

Abyss, abyss!

The shadow is not in shape, a stream of stubble, a hundred thousand jun, a stubble is gathered in the stubble, and the stubble is smashed!

"Bang!"

Scared of the flow, tearing up, like a layer of the Ring, occupying the circle of the Circle!

Don't scramble the envoys, this blow, choke, choking and rage!

These young dragon mirrors are smashing and scaring them, smashing and stumbling, and cracking the birds! "Poof......".

It's spurted, it's bruised!

Time, stubble, as if still, a few of them, the mouth is ruthless, the alfalfa copper bell, the waist of the alfalfa nest is jumping!