Within the café's enchantment, the battle continues.

Yin Wushuang was half-kneeling on the ground, his arm trembling, and he was about to lose his grip on the phoenix shield.

She could only urge Mo Dye Song to run faster, run faster, and not let the soul lamp fall into the hands of others.

Another powerful sound kill struck, like a thunderbolt of fire, Yin Wushuang silently recited "Thousand Changes", dodged a blow, and his backhand "swept the clouds and the sky fell", and the tornado and the black hole appeared together.

The storm was raging, but the remnants of the love did not move.

Xia Yuxue and Xiaoqing were originally about to be blown away, but with a wave of their hands, an enchantment shrouded Xia Yuxue and Xiaoqing, and the two apprentices were also safe and sound.

The peak of the tribulation is better than going out of the body, without any reason!

Looking around, there are three tornadoes in this inch of heaven and earth, and there are black holes that exude strong suction.

Both the piano and the stereo were sucked into the black hole and torn to shreds the moment they entered the black hole.

It is conceivable whether the more fragile human body has a chance of survival after being inhaled.

"It's really a good thing, no wonder he became the master of the two sects at a young age, and his strength has reached the third order of out-of-body strength." Yu Qing glanced at a few Five Elements Spirits again, and the greedy desire in his eyes became heavier.

She said softly, "Yin Wushuang, at your age, you don't deserve to get an artifact. ”

"Huh." Yin Wushuang pulled out the phoenix sword that was inserted in the ground, wiped the blood from the corners of his lips with the back of his hand, and his eyes were cold: "It seems that you are a lot older, and you haven't seen any artifact!" ”

Whether the phoenix sword is an artifact or not, she doesn't know, but she knows that the person in front of her doesn't deserve the phoenix sword!

Under the pretext that she is too young to bear the importance of the artifact, she wants to hide her selfishness in wanting to get the artifact, and her behavior is high-sounding.

She directly mocked Yuqing: You are so old, why don't you have an artifact?

It's the face of love!

The eyes of the control of love changed slightly, and the surrounding space became heavier violently, and Yin Wushuang, who was pressed, almost knelt down!

Yin Wushuang held the phoenix sword, his shoulders were subjected to gravity, and the ground under his feet sank for three points!

The compelling force made Yin Wushuang's eyes crack, and blood and tears poured out little by little, leaving two thrilling blood marks on her pale face.

Rao is like this, Yin Wushuang's waist has not bent down a point!

She straightened her spine, her teeth clenched, and her eyes were fierce and terrifying!

She had to hold on! If she dies, all her companions who have signed the master-servant contract will die! Ink-dyed songs will also die!

Mo Dye Ge is still holding the soul lamp of the king's evil, she must ...... Arrive at Jun's!

The afterimage of the love took two steps on the ground, she had a hand in her hand, a soft sword in her palm, and there was anger between her eyebrows and eyes.

"The deity doesn't have it now, but it will be soon." On tiptoe, he leaned over and flew towards Yin Wushuang, his face full of murderous aura: "You love the king so much, go down to accompany him!" ”

The power of the peak of the Tribulation Period rushed in, as terrifying as a meteorite hitting the earth!

The speed of controlling love came in the blink of an eye, and just when her soft sword was only three inches away from Yin Wushuang, the spatial ripples behind Yin Wushuang surged.

The mysterious power made Yuqing's face change, his eyes were jealous, and he retreated again and again.

The ripples swelled more and more, spinning and spinning faster and faster, and the space was torn apart.

In the torn space, there is a white bone avenue leading to the underworld, which is eerie and terrifying.

On the Avenue of White Bones, the ghost fire rises and falls, and next to the Avenue of White Bones, the mandala flowers on the other side are in full bloom like demons.