The black-shirted squirted and sneered: "Even this road is sloppy, stubble picks up a few individuals, encounters the tide of woolly beasts, occasionally kills several immortal beasts, escapes from the water, even four stubbles, mutters immortal beasts."

You are looking at the Pavilion of the Wind, but it is quite leisurely, you are the master of this pavilion, and you are still thinking about fishing? ”

"Huh, Beast Tide?"

The tent stood at the beginning, stretched out his arms, pouted with a hint of fierceness, and sighed: "Even around here, there is no one hundred guards, and there are four pick-ups, so that the Fen Shengjing is strong, and there are three inches, so that the museum can ride the mirror!" The immortal beast and the condescension make the nest sink, and it is too much to soak, and it hurts the bear and hurts the puppet, and it is very powerful. ”

The black-shirted pistol's pupils were glowing, and his eyebrows were furrowed: "You are really strong, and you are not very strong, but you are not handsome?"

The tent chattered: "Ruthless and simple, the puppet pavilion, the ghost is responsible for selling the jingbao, the rest of the immortal Banhan fights, and the occasional Lai Lai Du is out of the box, and he doesn't have a palm, and he burns the basket." ”

"Huh! Occasionally buy Jingbao, explore a mess, even think about it, what kind of Shengtong Guang Museum do you make? ”

The black-shirted chirp held the palm ring and pinched it repeatedly.

The canopy snorted and slammed it, pouted and pouted: "Heh, you, exhaust Mo Ninghong, what?" ”

The black-shirted body shook and suddenly burst into a daze.

Woo Ling, Mo Ninghong.

It raised its eyebrows and wondered: "How can you be stubborn?" ”

"Haha...... This Qingyuan Museum has not heard of it! ”

Seeing the canopy, the palm of the hand is bright, and the painting oak is shining, and the ink is the same.

Listening to the tent chirped and explained: "One Doluo, you are strong and jealous of Xue Xuandian, and you are taking Liu Qiang, you are dragging the belt to settle in the Heavenly Spirit Divine Pavilion, is it okay?" ”

Mo Ninghong sighed: "It's all gone, there's nothing to do with it." ”

The canopy pouted, and said solemnly: "Occasionally, you are still a mile, you are a mile, not a thousand, and the attribute of the fairy mirror is strong, called Xia Li."

Hou Lai, what about you Fen San, next to your robe, with the Holy Wood of the Yang, a child in green clothes, is it? ”

"Click!" Mo Ninghong's fists made a loud noise, and his eyebrows converged, revealing all kinds of deception and shock.

This is the Fen Fen Pavilion, and the Fengqi Pavilion is actually burning!

Powerful Jingbao Network!

The tent snorted slowly, and he said: "Occasionally, you have a person called Shengyuan Pavilion Lu Xuan, which mile of the abyss is invaded, and the source of the loss is lost."

You are looking for your waist and making you your fiancée, Luo Zhenqi?

Which one of you surveyed it, did you make it? ”

The canopy is squeezing and shining, and it is a small oak, and it is a small oak, and it is a pair of sativa eyes, and it is forgotten.

"Qi'er...... Phew! What a stubble! Even if you don't have this problem, it's stubble! ”

Mo Ninghong shouted in a deep voice, Jingxu was not in control of Huanfen.

The tent sighed calmly: "Are you thinking about exploring the other places?" What about the puppet? ”

"Waist!" Mo Ninghong sighed: "Do you need to waist the fairy crystal, and the material bear tells the malaria case?" ”

The tent pondered, pouted, and pursed his lips, and pouted: "This report is too valuable, and I will send it to you evenly, the ancestor will tell you, it is now stubble, it is stubble and thousands of peaks, the immortal beast leader Banhan, the origin of the beast tide!" You, don't you take care of it? ”

Mo Ninghong said solemnly: "What's the matter? ”

"Haha...... Even the wind and the pavilion spread false news, the condes are accurate, you are scared, smash the puppet signs, and the occasional two words! ”

The canopy is full of thick and thick sting.

Mo Ning Hongyi hugged his fists: "Thank you, I don't have a fate!" ”

It scurried wildly, swept past the storm glycosides, and there was no trace of the alfalfa.

The tent snorted at Mo Ninghong, and the corners of his mouth were raised: "Hehe, there is no strange phenomenon, the bear is so evil, I don't think about it......" The lonely group of Banhan, the leaves swayed.

This pavilion is covered by dense trees on both sides, and the forest is tortuous, and it is like a trench.

Sweep it, make the road to the secluded Banhan Peak only look at the road!

Mo Ninghong held the sword in his palm, and he was cold, and he stepped on his side.

The cold wind blows the stubble, and it changes cesium.

Regardless of the danger, it looks down on the Zhizhi object.

Regardless of you, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, one word, blocking the death!

Mo Ning Hong's palm fingers were fixed, and he took the sword handle with a stubble, and he was ready to sheath it at any time.

Fourth, the rubber is extremely depressed.

"Ahh

I heard a scream, and the oak made a scream, and I picked up the miserable help.

"What's the matter?"

Mo Ninghong's eyebrows furrowed, and his forehead exploded, and he stepped on his toes, and his chin flew between them.

It turned a corner and finally did a scene of the dredging.

The three Fen Holy Mirrors had their palms, scarred, gritting their teeth and fighting a batch of immortal beasts, it bit off their arms, smashed their bones, and their necks were not marked by the teeth of the beasts.

After the stubble was folded, a blue skirt fluttered, trembling and holding its palms, stumbling backwards.

"Sister Yi! Chopsticks! ”

Which broken arm is only after the end of the day, and the silk is practiced, and this is tightly tight, and he shouts.

After that, he made four or five murderous beasts pounce on it and tear it to pieces.

"Uncle Zhao!"

The screams were loud, and they choked and scared their faces.

In addition, the two Fen Holy Mirrors besieged and devoured the behemothic beasts!

This is simply to make the gang to squeeze and kill, and although it is strong, it makes the number of immortal beasts stubble too much!

After the incident, the Sanwei Zhong Guardian died violently, and the blue dress was still immature and mature.

This group of ferocious beasts, all of them are red and thirsty, and they sweep it like this, stare at it, and they are pulling the soil layer with their hooves and four hooves, and they are holding their own crutches!

"Roar—"

Wolves are fierce and furious, and they are in a blue dress!

"Ahh

It flew away in fright, threw away the palm of its sword, and fled in a desperate way!

Ke makes it a mile to catch up with the immortals and beasts when they die!

It didn't run away for a few moments, and a few shadows descended between the shadows, and it shuddered with fright, and almost fainted.

"Snort!" The stubble and the chin stubble, the three swords and shadows swept the beasts, and the body of the zhi li was split and split, and the crystal nucleus burst through the crack!

"Whoosh!".

A wipe of profit, the drama is scattered, the shape of the palace is projected, covering the entire road, towards the immortal beast to crush the sustenance!

The handsome man swept away, the flying chopsticks dragged the palm of the hand, and he retreated backwards, gliding on his toes, and continued to retreat for several feet, and landed steadily.