At the end of the day, the catastrophe fell, and the horror was shadowed, picking up the Fenshuo Pavilion, stepping on the stubble, and immediately cracking the Pavilion.

This makes the abyss strong, and their robes are about nine zhang long, and they are slaughtered.

It glanced at the five hundred Mo Yuan Hall cultivators, and the fierce monster pouted, one palm, and pressed it to scare it!

A palm, covering the fright, the shadow of the great man, shrouded the cultivation of immortals.

It closes its eyes, sees the return of extinction, ignites the war, and dies by fate, it does everything it can, it regrets it!

It's burning, it's weird, it's leaking!

This palm, how much control is in the palm of the hand, and it actually makes the change of the slumber for the self!

This Yuan Yuan looked panicked and hurriedly dodged!

Frightened, a fairy wind and a black-haired guy came, staring at this Yuanyuan, with a calm face, and a conspiring voice: "Oh, let the even flow of the saint to, Lai will meet you!" ”

The Moyuan Palace cultivated immortals, opened their eyes, solemnly swept the shadow of the Flowing Saint, and the fruit burned to the swish, and the sneer was so bad!

This abyss is huge, cold, roaring, and booming.

Liusheng was so hurried that he raised his palm, followed his palm, followed his palm, and saw through the palm of his hand, which shrank and twisted, and then swallowed and disappeared.

The body of the flowing saint burned violently, and the abyss ran away, it rushed head-on, grabbed with its palms, and the abyss was so great that it burned backwards and retreated.

The scenery has not been lost, and the abyss is huge, and the state is stiffened.

The sage of the flow of the palm of the palm, turning over a scarlet cesium immortal, the palm finger flicked, shook the abyss, the abyss screamed, the struggling struggled, the puff immortal burned and the shape of the saint was destroyed.

Liusheng Zhi stood around, full of roast and corpse peaks, and it sighed: "Alas...... Robbery, robbery, robbery......"

"Dude, let's still be alive, continue to look for Yuan, kill-"

The five hundred Mo Yuan Hall cultivated immortals, and continued to step on the wild without hesitation, it asked about the extinction of the Yuan, and the waist was not stored in the abyss, and it was the waist of the Yuanyuan!

……

The peaks are upward, the peaks are sloppy, and the scares are picked and frightened, and their faces are like skeletons, and there is no flesh at all.

In this way, the bear was afraid of the holes, and the dew was exposed, and the bear did scare the child into crying.

It looked down at its feet and frightened, a group of people who cut wood and cultivated the peaks, it pouted in the cold, and waved its palms to fright! Shout!

A handsome shadow, flashing its stubble, trampling on the rock, holding it, pouting at the beast: "Hehe...... See you for a long time! ”

Casually, after Mo Ninghong's coat, a huge piece of jade appeared, the jade was shining, and the words cesium were sparkling, with the difficulty of resisting the coercion, and the ugly abyss was struck!

"Shang Gong! Even if you don't kill your dog's words, you didn't kill the dead couple, and you didn't kill it? It's too much to bite a puppet! ”

Mo Ninghong flew around, the divine pressure holy stone surrounded it, Shang Gong waved his palm to catch up, and the emperor was hideous, and the holy stone was shaken apart...... "Chopsticks, what?" ”

The foot of the peak was frightened, and the hard work was strange, and he raised his head to the two shadows, and he was stupid in an instant.

"Which black cesium thing, one scannel and one sting, which one are you surveying, you can be can, ah!"

"What kind of black thing is so weird as it is!"

……

Mo Ninghong fled the attack, and the divine pressure of the holy stone resisted Shang Yan's attack, and it did not restrain the fierce monsters.

"Ghost, don't run!" Shang Yan snorted his palm, making it anxious, annoyed and angry!

"Hmph, when will you run away?"

The barren peaks and wild mountains, Mo Ning Hong's body stepped on the stubble, the fierce squirting robe, the sharp alfalfa stabbed Jue Shangyan, and stopped the tweed feet.

Shang Yan's brain flew and he suddenly wondered what to do.

It just made the waist frightened and collapsed the entire peak, which kind of general Feng Mindu will die out.

Now stubble, this barren peak and wild mountains, who does it kill?

"Hmph, you're pretty kind.5!" Shang Yanhan sighed, praised and mocked.

Mo Ninghong summoned a sword with his palm. 5

"Shang Yan, you are at the end of the day, you are screaming, you are rampant!"

Mo Ning Hong's sword is cracked ~ Lang Sheng's limbs are repeatedly shocked, and the chin is converging and compressing six picks, so that they are not panicked.

Shang Yan squinted at the alfalfa and pouted his lips: "Hehe...... You Yiwei, rely on you, add the gods to press the holy stone, and kill the puppet? Extreme"

"Nonsense, Soul Breaker!"

Mo Ninghong plundered violently, dragged on at all, and in a panic, he picked up the sword shadow to the crack and slashed it, this one, it didn't make a sword!

"Soul Splitting Wind Slashing, Ten Thousand Swords Panic!"

Mo Ning Hongtou Jie Ku Sang made it a new Yan Yan Qi Yi Yi Zhen Xuan

The Soul Splitting Sword is a stubble.

The sword of the wind is slashed, the stubble is a messy word, the gathering and scattering of the Fenhe, the sword of the soul is split, and the sword is blessed by the holy word of the One Yuan Vientiane, and the holy limbs of the Nine Waves are melted with the eight sword shadows, and the sword shadow of the eight swords, the sword shadow of the Eight Pillars, the Qing to the Zhi, each frightened!

Every sword mang, toot to make the beginning of Fen cracked, slightly weaker with Fen!

The beginning of the sword, the wind and the cesium, this is the best, it seems that the trick of the sword is turbulent!

Eight sword shadows, together to split the stubble Shang Yan robe, sword Zhizhi chopsticks, Wei Qi Zhi strong, so that it did not think about it.

The fierce immortal guards, the purple cesium ring is broken, and the eight sword shadows are stubble, cutting the layers of the sword, and after the twilight, the eyes shake the body of Jue Shangyan!

"Whew!" A line, the top of the head of the Shang Yan frightened, it, the flow of the water, the flow of the scarf, so that the purple cesium.

They clenched their fists tightly, alfalfa saints, it burned a piece of water that was not deep, and it was hurt!

Although, if you dry it, this makes the skin hurt, it also makes you feel sorry and embarrassed!

Ink Ninghong, then make Shifen calm, and the alfalfa began to adjust their breathing and recover their breathing.

"Hmph, you're so ruthless? What a pity. ”

Mo Ninghong ridiculed it, it hated which Huan Fen was really arrogant, and he despised the immortals!

It is stubble, and it is not a stubble. Yu Yu is strong, and he is not capricious! Cattle and cattle!

"Shang Yan, dog thing, even Hong told you that you will lose your life, and you will be punished for evil, and you will be stubble!"

Mo Ninghong took the letter and drank sharply.

The stubble was fluctuating.

Shang Yan gritted his teeth, cold, frightened, they were staggering, and they began to be shy! 21