The death of Zhi Zhi is a mirror, which makes the cold piercing, and the self-indulgence is longing, forcing the palm to be killed! This tear-stained sword makes everyone have a spurious illusion, and they are trapped by strange obstacles, and they are left to be slaughtered!

Hello!

Mo Ninghong Kanjue, this Huanfen partner, is close, and he makes his thoughts and worries, and he actually makes Yu Zang Crouching Tiger!

"Hiss......"

Mo Ninghong was momentarily surprised, as if he had noticed something.

"Where's Qi'er? Where is Qi'er's stubble? What is it? ”

Mo Ninghong was stunned, and he asked for the answer.

Ending each one, making it difficult to make it difficult to suppress, and it is difficult to speak!

"That's enough! Are you trying to make a bunch of fools? Waist duel—"

A roar of anger broke Mo Ninghong's thoughts.

Mo Ninghong Lu Lu was burning, it clenched its fists, and thought about it, where is Qi'er?

The cold oak mirror, burning and melting.

Mo Ning Hong, but it was cold.

"Dad, where's Qi'er?"

Mo Ninghong is eager to explore the rock furnace and wear it.

The rock furnace was silent, and slowly whispered: "Qi'er, it's ......"

"Let's die—"

Red Kill roared angrily, and finally did the illusion of self-defeat.

It is to make a red and cesium beast, a muddy and frightened, a red and a fang, and an oak to suck the machine!

It slammed and roared, "You are a group of idiots! What is the show? The stubble is really chattering, and you are dying!

Even if it is to make the ancient holy beast love the descendants!

Even this way, I picked up a few chirps and absorbed thousands of fresh trees! Even the number of tiger with limbs, even the adoption of Bai Zhichang!

You are a stubble, an ant! ”

Mo Ninghong smacked over, coldly looked at the red killing, the alfalfa eyes were about to split, and roared wildly: "The red killing is weird, scattered-" The red killing is weird, and the body of the red killing is fluttering, and with the roar of Mo Ninghong's thunder, all the people are deafening, and the saint trembles, and hurriedly scares the acquaintances!

Red Kill took advantage of the situation to pounce on Mo Ninghong, roaring at the skeleton and the fish and the fish and the ‖ stubble, you are still alive! You are a threat to make a stinger!

The two of you, you slash the mirror, and you almost manipulate the mechanism to create a puppet!

Now you are actually making rapid progress and killing the mirror in seconds!

You're a fool! You don't have the opportunity to write a good ∨ for the chief of the palace! Let you dry up the corpse! ”

Mo Ninghong froze, and he was extremely cold.

In a moment, there were no bricks and stubbles converging, splitting the face and smashing the naked body.

The red kill is suddenly guarded, and the bricks are "crackling" and the bricks are "crackling", and the bricks are twisted, and the shape is twisted!

"The sword is broken!"

The red slaughter roared, and the muddy sputtering was almost exhausted, and even the bricks were shattered!

Scared, it is covered with a layer of cold oak covering the body, the head is poked and the feet are struck, and the tweed oak is carved!

Mo Ning Hongyi waved his palm, and the body of the camel was dizzy.

"Uh...... Convergence! Kill the Zhiyi! ”

"Sneer......"

One beach beach meat, stubble and reptile creep, stubble splicing, healing!

This is the same chin as the nine-colored one is beautiful, and the stool is sloppy, and the killer is so bad!

"Six-patterned Wang, Zhi Zhi is forbidden! Blockade! ”

It is extremely strange and terrifying, and it suddenly regrets that its body is stiff, and its chopsticks are not moving.

At the critical moment, Li Xuan stubble, staring at the red killing, the alfalfa pupil stabbed two destructive bundles, the red killing Fensheng dodged, and the Zhi Zhi ban collapsed.

Then the old man of the Heavenly Tribulation took advantage of the situation to kill them, and the three immortal mirror steps broke out into a battle!

The nine-colored embracing the void and the Zhizhi, the Coyi is immune to all kinds of damage, and it is extremely difficult to entangle, and the old man of the Heavenly Tribulation will be accompanied by a while to make the plan Keshi, and the tiger will resist hard.

The corners of Zheng Wangxin's mouth twitched, staring at the nine colors, and recognized it.

If it is a rebellion, the rebels will rush to the Shura Dao! The Immortal Beast Army, a battle of the Ark, an explosion in the middle of the jaw!

Don't talk about it for the time being, but the red killing force is getting more and more curtain, and Pan Yi pouted wildly: "Hahaha...... You kill the puppet, you occasionally say it, you occasionally have a few limbs of the tiger, and you die and die! Now the stubble, so that you are at the end! ”

The red killing fence is like a hole, and it seems that Mo Ninghong will be swallowed and scared by the waist!

Mo Ninghong was busy, casting the sword array, ten thousand swords and strangulation, the five saints slaughtered the different arrays, and the five saints coerced! In the leaf array, the flying leaves are all stabbing and killing the flesh of the red slaughter, the red killing dodging chopsticks, and the number of tigers in the dense Fen is avoided!

The red killing desire moved his waist to dodge, but the cesium vines were wrapped around it, and then the sealing array was fused, and the two extremes caused the tiger to be staggered, and the seal sealed!

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

One brick, the first to kill the naked body of Sakai, to smash their bones, and to pierce the hole in the leaf array! The sword of Luo Luo is combined with one, and it will be split into two, four, and eight companions......

It roared angrily, annoyed and angry, squirming, fused its body, glared at Mo Ninghong angrily, gritted its teeth: "You are an ant......"

"Bang-"

The wall of the building collapsed, and the red killing words were not yet spoken.

"Click...... Rumble! ”

The bricks were shattered, and then the red killing was trembling, pointing at Mo Ninghong, and he said: "You ......"

"Shut up-" Mo Ninghong's sativa, gathering and killing!

It didn't listen to the nonsense of the red killing companion sentence at all!

"You're enough!" In a moment, the five saints slaughtered in different formations, the five saints and guards slaughtered red, smashed bricks, flew leaves, pierced ten thousand swords, bound vines, frozen in the cold, and scorched in flames!

Mo Ning Hong's stubble burned the essence of the saint, and the red killing was miserable, but he even farted and sneered! It is smothered and embarrassed, thinking and scolding, and it is difficult to be ruthless!

Mo Ninghong continued to stumble on all kinds of formations, red alfalfa, and reverberate: "Even if you hate it, when you make the stubble and the stubble stubble, you will also provoke the puppet!" Occasionally, there is no stubble! Do you understand? Ditch orangutan curtain, curtain, school∨, school ”

Mo Ninghong put his palms together, calmed down, and silently recited the incantation: "The eyes are misty, the vast ......"

This makes the Jing Curse, the Demon Sword, and the Eunuch Suppression!

Seeing the chin, the red killing began to hold his head and scream, which is the red cesium mang, the skull head, hideous and terrifying, and the resentment is overwhelming!

"Whew, Whew! Occasional beasts! ”。

Mo Ninghong took care of the closed alfalfa Huisheng, continued to meditate, killed Yue Lai Yue and Yue hard, bitterly thirsty, regretted that they were full of energy, and the limbs were endowed with tigers, and the stubble was peeled off!

It's lost, it's lost!