The gourd of wine was crooked, but the wine did not spill a drop.

The sword is empty, and the sword is strong, and Mo Ninghong is sighing, and the alfalfa is bright.

Mo Ninghong will be six rounds of the wheel of death and two meridians to refine the three stages, practice into their body, without a trace of waste, and fill their meridians, bones, and acupoints!

The rest of the stubble was slowly raised, and it was climbed towards the peak of the Fensheng Mirror.

Fortunately, these miles are not scared, otherwise, with Mo Ninghong's promotion to the rank of Langdu, the tiger will be ruthless and stupid.

Who has seen that within a single step, a tiger may not have crossed the stage?

The six wheels of death are stunning, and this kind of stubbornness is not used to fill the gaps in the dungeon and dullness.

Mo Ninghong gritted his teeth and thought about it

It felt that the stubble had skyrocketed, and the eighth layer of the younger brother still hadn't reached it!

Now, they have a lot of flesh, and they smash the young dragon mirror with one punch!

This is the limit!

Time flies, and after picking up......

With a "crackling", the bone popping bean scar sounded, and Mo Ninghong roared wildly: "Huh"

Full of, Yao Yao shoots four you!

A pair of alfalfa pupils flickered, projecting a bundle of poor pupils!

This one, they weighed it, and they smashed it with a fist and smashed it close to the mirror, and the mirror was strong.

Clenching his fists, Mo Ninghong's muddy clothes are full of tweed, this makes the eight layers of the One Yuan Ten Thousand Elephant Holy Nest, and the quality leaps!

At the same time, Mo Ning Hong's immortal mirror Sakai, the ditch palace, and the peak of the Fensheng Mirror!

In a moment, Mo Ninghong summoned the Han sword, a sword to cut the sword, and the eternal sword gathered!

A shadow overwhelmed the puppet towards a peak, the sword shadow has not yet been frightened, and the sword shadow has not yet been frightened, and the peak is shaking, and the museum is shaking!

"Whew-"

The long sword shadow is three hundred zhang, and it is not enough, and it is impossible to avoid the tiger, unless it is like the tiger and the Ninghong, and the Sui is defeated!

Moreover, Mo Ning Hong's mirror is the peak of the Fensheng Mirror, but in fact, it is more powerful than the same level!

A few of them have chased after the young dragon mirrors.

Sluggish, Mo Ning Hong's majestic Zhi is weak, and the flesh is weak!

Mo Ning Honghong performed a sincere step attack, and choked chokes when he was stunned!

If you use your array, it should be easy enough to kill a group of people in the mirror!

The poop is in the array, and the ordinary people take the mirror Chu Qi, and they are still holding their noses!

At the same time, after embracing the One Yuan Vientiane Saint Zhizhi, Mo Ninghong was about to hold the Holy Limb of the Nine Waves, this kind of anti-Facial Combat Limb, and also failed to use the Annihilation Technique, this kind of terrifying Holy Technique!

Waist control and intimidation, and the damage caused by the palace is too much, which is the one who kills the strong enemy!

According to Mo Ning Hong's speculation, it used the Nine Waves Holy Limbs, and now it should be Ke Yi to kill the Mirror Chu Qi! Perform the annihilation technique, take the mirror Qi Qi waist to avoid the three houses, dare to approach!

One Dynasty Advances, Leaps Forward!

With this kind of volume, it's jubilant!

"Hehe, it's time to make it! Occasionally, you need to return to Qingyuan to hear that you will be enemies and smash! ”

Seven Heavens Pavilion, a group of rats, strong and weak, arrogant, cunning.

Cheng Du Lai said, it was hated by the Hidden God Pavilion.

Mo Ninghong forbade thinking about the beginning of Mu Jiuxianwei's seizure of power, poisoning and plotting to kill his brother, cold and cruel!

Where is the barren mountain range, the waist is slight, and Mu Tianhan's father is killed! The waist is weak, and the wood is slightly weak, what kind of loss is good!

Also kill the red, nine colors, this is two, who is choked with evil, and forcibly swoops over the entire Qingyuan Pavilion to steal the danger plan Xu Si to enter the situation, and Qingyuan Pavilion Lu is now stubbling and stubbling what situation is being made.

It makes the two stubbles, this one scares the scare, and the Shengyuan Pavilion hears the source of the Yuanzhi!

The wings are full, and the wings are spreading.

Mo Ninghong scared the decided, chopsticks, chopsticks, chopsticks!

"Wrong, you're a companion, the tiger is enough to refine the eighth layer of the younger brother! You're sorry, that's enough. ”

After the robe, the clothes are fluttering, the sword on the back of the sword is empty, there is no alcohol when it is drunk, and it is drunk and dreaming of a doro, it is awake, Shengjing is serious, like Lingjing is indulgent.

Mo Ninghong looked at it, and it suddenly regretted that it was not afraid of it.

Jian Xingkong Hui looked at Mo Ninghong and said solemnly: "Why are you delaying the promotion to the eighth layer of the One Yuan Ten Thousand Elephant Holy Brothers?" Sorry for you, it's really enough!

One Yuan Vientiane Holy Shrine has eight layers, the quality is flying, and the waist needs to reach the Fen Holy Mirror, and the material tiger is barely controlled!

You mirror Sakai, remember to keep the waist of one dollar Vientiane Holy Covenant Advancement at the same time. Array, you choose one, or two!

After the tiger, you will make your own mistakes!

You are this Fen Zhen, and you are sincerely called Brother Even, you are this Brother, ruthless, even admit it.

Now, the puppet horse is waist-ridden, the willow is shiny, what do you still want, the puppet will help you realize! ”

Mo Ninghong calmly said: "Bibi, occasionally the stubble depends on his own tiger, and the tiger is settled." Brother, you will pass on the one yuan Vientiane Holy Wisdom to the puppet, and the puppet will win the regret. Brother Xie Shi, Ning Hong forgot it! ”

Mo Ninghong bowed deeply and asked for respect.

After that, it surveyed the sword and exchanged sounds: "Senior brother, you are looking for holy cesium, what is it that makes the envoy angry?" ”

Jian Xingkong kept his face calm, clenched his fists, and gathered the papers: "Even a friend, like a wool thread, he makes a selection of Zhixiao, and it makes an even friend to say which one hundred is out of balance."

Now the stubble, the occasional stubble, it is caught, and the leader of the strange stubble is caught, and the stubble is in danger!

Occasionally, you need to break through the waist and smelt it, do your best to save it!

It makes you a brother, and it makes you a brother! ”

Mo Ninghong was cold, with a hint of anger, clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and lowered his voice: "Click! This is evil! Hate even if it's shallow, help a favor! ”

Afterwards, it calmed down and recognized: "Senior brother, you have a waist, and I even know that I am stopping you!" It makes the waist cold and quiet, and it is ten thousand miles! ”

"it! Hehe......".

The salt rafter is light, and the lips are free and easy.

It has been swept over the robe, and it has been swept up in the sky, and it is rumored that it is a pouting of the handsome man: "The sword, the wine tastes!" Wine, sword and drink fiercely! Who is in the way! Hahaha......"