Scared one chin, and then make the six shadows, and then wrap it in the chin, wrapping Luo Zhiqi, and the six guards brushed the critical hits to startle the mighty bear!

Luo Zhiqi's palm didn't even have an immortal weapon, and it stood stupidly, snorting.

Mo Ninghong still made the makeup cold and indifferent, and panicked the emperor.

It casts a wow, turns a circle, holds a sharp sword, breaks the sword and gathers the sword, and the waterfall scarred and shoots the four swords, and each sword is struck, and the sword is bombarded with the stubble!

Lightning and thunder, pervasive!

The whole area, a piece of red cesium!

After taking a few breaths, Mo Ninghong still stood freely and freely beside Qi Baoluo, and then started to hold their palms and stand majestically.

They slashed the sword, slanted and scared the swords, stained with a piece of fresh water, but the tip of the sword slipped quickly, and the sword was suddenly a piece of silver cesium.

Moreover, this is bright, like a strong material and a waist is visible, and the general is made after the line of Pi Xian, and the ordinary sword is red, and the sword is sharp and poor.

Sword, high scare, scare, bear raising sword.

Even if you make an ordinary sword, after accumulating thousands of dead souls, the bear is enough to stubble and sheath, and the bear makes you feel the cold and killing!

Because of it, the material will quench the edge.

Chin, fierce cultivation team, folded nine halls and enamel mirrors, squeezed and stopped, Mo Ninghong, after being killed, the whole thing is picked up!

This achievement, stubble it is like this, the Shengyuan Pavilion Lu Pi, should be said to be the only one.

This battle has not stopped, the bats and pupils, and the Han Hui looked at Mo Ninghong for a long time, and after the twilight, it waved its palms and shouted: "You will be red, and you will be rolling!" ”

"Whoosh ......" The rest of the two people picked up the fierce cultivator, and hurriedly retreated with the terrifying holy cesium, it was stubborn, and the leader of the self-defeating group, this chin made the waist mighty.

The bat retreated, and it slowly marched towards Mo Ninghong.

It was still a hundred miles away from Limo Ninghong, and the bat muttered: "I have never seen you like this, you are dead, and it is intolerable." ”

Five picks up, the bats are getting more and more cold: "Hmph, you scare them like this, consume them and make them angry, even the original wheel war, and the consumption of your essence is gone, and now you are stubbling and stubbling, you must be qualified!" "Two and eight feet, bats on their feet, and suddenly flare.

It slowly shuddered, its spine staggered, and it drew a red halberd.

This war halberd, when the halberd is refined, it is made of red cesium, and it is also used to kill too much, and the calyptus liquid is connected to the branded halberd, and the war halberd is completely integrated.

The bat, there is no word, it is from beginning to end, muttering bats.

They make the pupils bright red, and they are often soaked, and they are all the same.

They are beautiful and unscrupulous, and they have short hair, which makes them look ruthless and capable.

They are about seven feet tall, and they are dignified, tall, and short.

A red shirt, branded with a strange and strange wandering pattern.

The caftan hangs frighteningly, clinging to the stubble and its ankles.

This is to make the bat, from the beginning to the end, so that the Yi Shu keeps a light petrain, Mo Ning Hong Bear is enough to surprise it, and it is so dry that it is frightened.

Latent, the barking bear represents Weilai.

Now, it must kill Mo Ninghong, Mo Ninghong will die, and the traces will go down in history.

After the end of the year, to the stubble Shengyuan Museum heard that Yongyun will remember it, Mo Ninghong, six years old, Zhuji Mirror Chu Qi, comprehend the sword, with injuries, stubble in a battle, without relying on Ren Wei's secret enamel treasure weapon, a series of slashing and picking up two enamel mirrors are strong, through the past and the present!

This is enough, and it will scare the rest of the people, and leave a scare to scare the rest of the people.

"Mo Ninghong, you are dead, and you will remember it thoroughly! Two hundred Yan Yanjie, a ridiculous phenomenon, you are not a strange phenomenon, you, you are a strange phenomenon! ”

Standing at a distance from Limo Ning Hong's second pick-up, the bat, mastering the halberd, the slanting sun is like a shadow, reflecting the stubble and its body.

Their faces are squeezed, and they seem to be muddy, which hinders them.

One of the clothes, the fresh, master the red halberd, the halberd fresh! The foot is scared of a piece of red, the sole of the shoe, and also makes the fresh!

The bat, the perfect and this river field, melts into a harmonious painting, there is no trace of Qiqi, like a sting, it is watery, and it kills. It's a beggar, a thousand souls!

Suddenly, Chen Qifan slowly turned his head, and the back of the alfalfa bat.

It suddenly burned and lost its connection, and it felt that it was strong enough to make it a real thing.

Ling Hongfeng in the north, Shen Lei in the south, these two are at any time, and the Duke bear surpasses it, and it has been defeated.

Now the stubble, the bats are appearing, and it is even more deeply struck by it, and let it look at it, what is called the outside to the outside!

The bat, the peak of the enamel mirror, has not yet been promoted to perfection.

In the Survey, the Burning Boom will be more than four or five years old.

It is Chen Yifan, who has been five and eight years old, and is nearly sixty years old.

Babats, it's weak? Wow, this chin Chen Shufan trembled, although the bat burned poorly, it was a companion mirror Sakai, and if it was clapped with each other, it felt that it had no chance of winning!

Because of the bats, Yi Kan has made the dying of the citrus and the piles of scarcity, it is Chen Yifan, pampered and good, it is bad.

This Fen, let's talk about it for the time being.

Let's say that Mo Ninghong picked up a few feet away, holding the sword in his palm, it suddenly felt the sword, it shook the sword, and the stubble trembled.

Make it too exciting? Whew, the sword stubble is afraid!

Mo Ning Honghui looked at the bat's palm. It bears the feeling, Nezha has made a scare enamel treasure, and it has a light sword, a level.

What will the sword be afraid of? Sword stubble trembling? It makes the erroneous erroneous, which is it, what makes an ordinary person scare the treasure of the product?

The bats suddenly ignited, and there was a line of barrage, and there was a fierce shortage of Mo Ninghong!

Mo Ning Hongyi pushed Luo to Qi Qi's body, holding the sword in both palms, gritting his teeth, and he was scared!

It raises the sword, the stubble bat has not yet approached their chin, and the sword is sprayed by the heat, this kind of sword, it is called Zhiwei, and the soul is broken!

Soul Splitting Sword, Waterfall River, Stubble Stalk, Stubble Manta Body!

One Sword! The bats flashed and fled, and there was another one. Mo Ninghong hurriedly turned around, quickly moved, waved his sword and slashed, and Xia Pa crow begged for food and smashed it!

The bats and bats were again instantaneous, and Mo Ninghong continued to stop and slash! Slash slash!

Where is the stubble, it is stubble!

The fierce beast of Mo Ning Hong Oak roared angrily, killing the red alfalfa eyes, killing the cesium, and the clouds were dense!

After the twilight, the bat flashed stubble, and it was swordsman, sharp and decisive, and slashed and frightened!