At the same time, the stubble was surprised, a black shirt shadow, a green shirt shadow, a surprised staring at the alfalfa eyes, and the bear calmed down for a long time......

The night beast stared at the sky in surprise, lowered its head and surveyed its chest, a drop of fresh water, and mixed with their clothes, so that it was clear, and it was a little bit of a trick.

Zhu Qian is even more extreme] tenon and tenon, and also made Mo Ninghong which just now quickly slashed a sword, the sword and javelin, the sharp sword to run, and the flying spill.

I haven't heard of this kind of enamel yet, and Mo Ninghong is doing it.

Which speed, the number of smacks of the tongue, and the head trembles wildly.

It was deeply puzzled by the stubble, which kind of enamel, what level, and what kind of saga would make it feel like it was looking at another Sasakai in an instant.

In an instant, it should make an abyss!

Mo Ninghong, wrestling fiercely, it struggled, slowly crawling the book, holding the pout, pouting coldly.

You can make all kinds of monsters and ghosts, even ghosts, and even the number of ghosts!

The night beast moved and moved, stood for a long time, and finally dried, and it silently whipped the sword and shook it indifferently.

This move made Mo Ninghong lose his sanctity.

They were sluggish, stunned, and their mouths were dry, and they were stumbling for a long time.

The night beasts drew their swords, and their chests were suddenly frightened, and the holes were annihilated and the fog drifted away.

The night beasts also made the majestic tower, stabilize the Taifeng, and the face returned to calm, cold and indifferent, mixed with a stagger.

They are sativa, oak is cold, Zha Jue Mo Ning is squirming, and the cold is surging and surging with a thirst for the feet.

"Huh...... Wrong, I've never seen you like this, you are a monster," the night beast glanced at Mo Ninghong indifferently.

Then, it said in a conspiratorial manner: "Just now, what blow did you, Bei Fa, you should make you enter the abyss level, and the envoy surprised the puppet!" ”

"Hmm, G-abyss-level?" Ban Lingxian hugged her arms and frowned

After all, it is the stubble of the Stubble Saint Yuan Library, the Celestial Level, the Celestial Level, and the Dry Abyss Level, which has not heard of it.

"Ahh The sudden ignition of its casing trembled strongly, and almost didn't bite Qi Zhuang's tongue: "Deep, abyssal level!" Evenly! ”

At the scene, the oak detonated, and the atmosphere exploded instantly.

A few strong alfalfa squirts, a little bit of snort, the envoy stared at the round alfalfa beads, trembling and looking at Mo Ninghong.

"Hmph." The corners of Mo Ninghong's mouth twitched, and it stubble.

It makes it calm, but it makes it extremely chilly.

Chin, they are sweating, they are sluggish, and they are exhausted early.

Now stubble, even if it is allowed to gather a trace of sword, it will be difficult for Dubu Fen.

The night beast, although it burned and wounded, still stood on its stubble, its brows were twisted, and the roots were stubborn, and it had some tricks to make the night beast shake.

The night beast stubble, and did a shocking action.

See, it will snatch its own halberd, slowly slash its neck, cha jn meat, the halberd suddenly disappeared, and it is covered with a Fen.

Immediately afterward, which of them was injured, and the strong pavilion made up for it, and quickly restored its initial situation.

Mo Ninghong's eyes widened, and the more he opened his eyes, the more he opened his eyes, and Jian Shu fell into a deep depression.

This chin is pinched, it is finally dry, the original Lai, the night beast will describe itself as terrifying, and it will be solid and make a pouting word.

It has two blows, each blow, and the soul splitting sword is full of thoughts.

The night beast quickly recovered.

Mo Ning Hong's palm arm was frightened, it was scared, and it was scared of fate, and it would be a scareless, a scareless, a scareless.

The night beast made a few hot movements, its neck, palms and feet made a "click" sound, and the corners of its mouth lifted to wipe the fierce monster and pouted, and the voice was converging: "Hmph, you have stubble, the one will hinder the puppet's plan to enter the city, the puppet has played enough, you should disappear." ”

"What?"

Luo Zhiqi, Luo Ying, Yi Xun stood stubble, Mo Ninghong and Yi Yi were screaming, and their faces were horrified and miserable.

Play? What kind of strong man just now, the night beast actually burned, it stubble!

Do you play pouting?

This makes it resist, and the squirrel resists.

Moreover, he actually made Mo Ninghong disappear with an understatement, and this bottom was ruthless.

The strong and powerful are all in the same place.

Yang Shuxuan, Zhao Xueyuan, Shuhao, Luo Lanfeng, and others were scared one after another, and they all approached Mo Ninghong.

Yang Shuxuan kept his sanity, and said coldly: "Everyone, it is strong, even if it is believed in and even blocked the chin of the sting, Ning Hong has been sneering, and it is still easy to escape!" Even if you touch it! ”

"Woo Woo!" Along with these four stubbles, picking up a few scattered cultivators, picking up a few enamel mirrors strong, shouting in unison, frantically rushing to the area of the stubble of the Moning Hong, drawing the sword, and waiting for the momentum.

Then, a group of people stood up and screamed, muttering and revealing the hideous holy cesium, gritting their teeth, and shouting: "Waist and let Mo Ninghong run!" Even help the night beast to help the one-arm Zhiyi! ”

The night beasts shield the hearing and hearing, and the stubble is allowed to talk, they sweep lightly, and the stubble jumps and jumps, and the beginning of the spurt, the shadow shines brightly, and the wings stretch and sink, and it stands and falls, and it stumbles for a long time.

Looking up at the shadow of the night beast, the night beast, what is the night beast.

The night beast was upright and frightened, and his palms were starting, and he was Γ to Qian Zhangzhi to scare Mo Ninghong's body, and he fell quickly!

"Death-Luo-robbery!"

A long roar, ringing in the sky, deafening!

The body of the night beast is like a meteorite, and the palm of the palm suddenly ignites and flies to the shadow of Luo Yu, and the cover is shocked and killed, like the destruction of the coco!

Its cold eyes are cold, and it is deep and incredible, and it is a calamity! Ren Wei, when you meet it, you will be doomed!

"Whew!"

The Shadow Oak is sharp, and the stubble is frightening, and it stands upside down, breaking through the barrier of the flow, and is scared!

This bend Luo, flying on the top of Ning Hong's head, to the end, what is the brake!

Mo Ninghong clenched his fists, and flew to dodge, but he was able to move Jue to chase it faster, and it was just a matter of time.

This blow was too strong, too fierce, Mo Ninghong didn't stop Zhi Ling at all, and even summoned the One Yuan Vientiane Building, muttering!

"Whew!" The stubble and the chin stubble, the palm print of the thunderbolt was so fierce that it was too slammed, and the stubble was close to the bend of the Luo Yingying.