First, a red-clothed 'cold channel' that was enough to overlook the primeval reincarnation world was swallowed by the sun and candles here, and then the primeval state of the Taiyin Youying and the Qinglong Emperor appeared in the Qingtian Monument, and then the three beings with supreme power launched an unprecedented battle of attrition.

What's next?

The condensers of the two Holy Spirits had a vain thing of yin and yang blending in the fire of desire, and in the end, it was the cold path that attracted the power of the heavenly dao for the fourth time to resolve the crisis.

Everything emerges one after another, this desolate and ancient plain seems to be born inseparable, and at this moment, it is not enough to break through the defense of the sun candle and kill coldly, and a strange wind roars from afar to stop the mind of the shadow.

God really doesn't make it beautiful,

Whew, whew, whew,

Above the nine heavens, with the sound of the first wind sounding, he looked up to the sky from the falling shadow, but saw that there was a slightly gray sky dome at this moment, and a silver and white energy whirlwind appeared.

The energy whirlwind is beautiful and dazzling, like a bright galaxy that people in the world meet in their dreams. Of course, it is extremely unfortunate that this galaxy whirlwind has appeared again, and it is a matter of increasing vigilance in an instant.

Today, she was placed here by the two Holy Spirits, the Blue Heaven Monument, and this young Heavenly Daoist several times in succession, and each one was almost unbearable for her. Even if he holds his own strength, he doesn't dare to be as unpopular as before.

Poof,

But just when Li's shadow had already transformed the power of the attack on the cold path into the power of its own defense, a dull sound of falling down more than ten meters away sounded, and Liqingying turned his head to look again.

I saw that Leng Dao, who had been shocked into blood by himself, couldn't get up from the ground after all, on the contrary, because of excessive bleeding, Leng Dao fell with a pestle, and the blood-covered body was glued together with the black-red plain soil.

Leng Dao lay flat in the earth, bleeding from the seven orifices, especially the blood and blood foam at the corners of his mouth gushing out as if he didn't want money, and his eyes glowing with dead ashes looked at the vision of the sky in fear.

As a painful cough sounded, Leng Dao laughed at himself after a few breaths.

"Scum, what are you laughing at?"

Hearing the cold laughter, there was endless anger from the Ying Daimei.

"Ahem, I, I laugh at myself. ”

Lying flat on the ground and taking a breath, the cold road is spraying blood foam and making a sound.

"Miss Ben's strength is restored, which will naturally make you pay the price of blood. But you should also be glad that there is a sun candle shining over you just now. ”

Leng Dao's words fell, Litian Ying gritted his silver teeth, and Sen smiled coldly.

"What does the master do if he laughs at himself for having to be a righteous and upright gentleman?"

But then, Leng Dao's answer suddenly made the jade fist of the leaning shadow creak.

"I didn't die here in the Lord of the Burning Sky and the Blue Sky Monument, but I died at the hands of the white-eyed wolf I saved myself, cough cough..."

The blood in his body was gone, and Leng Dao's lips seemed to be coated with a layer of powder, but the most mocking thing was the desolation of Leng Dao's gray eyes.

He ignored the difference in strength between himself and this woman, but he underestimated Li Qianying's murderous intent towards him.

When the cold words fell, the woman in dark armor more than ten meters away suddenly took a breath of anger, as if she wanted to attack. However, the mottled words swirled in his throat, and he didn't open his mouth when he left the shadow.

It's not that she can't speak, it's that she doesn't know what to say.

Putting aside the opposing identities of the two of them, Leng Dao's words are a little ugly, but they are indisputable facts.

If it weren't for the cold path to attract the power of the Heavenly Dao, her last chastity from the shadow would indeed be explained here today.

But whether it's the truth or the white-eyed wolf, even if she is more selfish today, there is no reason to let Leng Dao survive.

"If you die here, I can bury you with kindness. ”

In the end, Li's shadow replied like this to Leng Dao.

"You, you go. This should be the last means given by the Lord of the Burning Sky and given to the master. ”

Blood foamed from the corners of his mouth and flooded back into his nostrils, and his transparent face changed purple and red when he coughed dryly.

"Well, you're talking about the means by which the Lord of the Burning Heavens sent you into reincarnation?"

Looking up at the galaxy whirlwind that was no longer the slightest smaller than the previous energy green monument, he raised his eyebrows from the shadow.

Being in the Demon Clan, she once sensed the reincarnation demonic qi cultivated by an old fossil of the Demon Clan, and that reincarnation demonic qi contained endless reincarnation power. However, sensing the mysterious energy of the heavenly dome, a trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of the Tilting Shadow.

This energy does not contain the power of reincarnation, which obviously proves that Leng Dao's guess is wrong.

So, what does the appearance of this galaxy whirlwind portend?

Of course, there is no need to explain more about Leng Dao, a dying person. At the same time, she was a little puzzled by Leng Dao's reminder.

What is this?

A man is about to die, but his words are good?

"It should be—"

Leng Dao muttered, he couldn't even do such a simple gesture as nodding his head.

"It's also interesting that you scumbag, you didn't complete yin and yang with Miss Ben before... I didn't obey the will of the Holy Spirit to do that to Miss Ben, but I didn't thank you when I left the Shadow, and even as you said, I became a white-eyed wolf and shook you half to death, why did you let Miss Ben leave?"

In the end, Liyingying still didn't suppress the curiosity in his heart.

It's a pity that curiosity killed the cat, and then Leng Dao's words almost destroyed the last shred of reason of this demon daughter.

"Why? hehe, master, I, I've never patted the round buttocks of a little girl without clothes in my life, nor have I seen the breasts of a beautiful woman or those two pieces of lychee meat. ”

"Ahem, what's more, the master doesn't know where the door is open to this man and woman. ”

"Dying is also counted as you feel it all over the body, but it's a pity that the last step is half a little short. ”

"It's okay, it's satisfied. ”

By the time he muttered to the last sentence, Leng Dao's voice was already as thin as a mosquito's voice.

But now... Li Tingying wished that he had never heard these words in his life.

"You're really a scumbag."

Taking a cold breath, the delicate body of the leaning shadow couldn't help but stumble back on the spot.

Why did she have to ask this bastard one last question!

Without the erosion of the fire of desire, in the spirit of shame, she only said a word about the previous things, but Leng Dao had to say it so explicitly?

"Scum, cough, it's good that the little fool didn't hurt the little fool. ”

The vision gradually blurred, but in the depths of the soul that was about to sleep, there was a person dressed in a fox attack, and his face was enchanting to the extreme, but it became clearer and clearer, only to see that the fox attack person either glanced at him with infinite amorous whiteness, or provocatively held up his chin, or transformed into a ruler-long white fox kissing his lips affectionately, and coquettish in his arms.

Thinking like this, the corners of Leng Dao's mouth actually evoked a gentle smile.

However, more than ten meters away, looking at the arc of the smile on the corner of Leng Dao's mouth, wisps of dark flames emerged from the cold eyes of the leaning shadow.

Is Leng Dao now a kind word for dying?

The funny thing is that this gentle smile did not give her a smile, but the little daughter who was the most favored in the Holy Ancient Domain.

Little fool?

Leng Dao's name for Fu Yan'er was simply disgusting to her. It's just disgusting, she is an outsider and she doesn't bother to get involved in the matter of Leng Dao and Fu Yan'er, but... What did Leng Dao say earlier?

'Is it okay not to hurt the little fool?'

Does it mean that it is okay to hurt her?

...

It is said that weapons hurt the body for a while, and words hurt people for half a life. Leng Dao and Li's Shadow can be regarded as showing this old saying vividly and exquisitely.

Also

That is to say, this is the will of heaven destined in the dark, and it is not inappropriate to say that the sun candle and the shadow of the sun and the shadow of the shadow, as old opponents who have contradicted each other since ancient times, have chosen to be unanimous with the outside world today, but no one is still willing to admit defeat in their bones.

The two Holy Spirits are like this, as their condensers, how can the cold channel and the departing shadow be quiet as usual?

Today, this pair almost blended yin and yang, and it was too sudden. But if you look at it from an outsider's point of view, both of them are young and vigorous, and they are also dry firewood, even if they don't have a secret affection for each other's blushing heartbeats, they should be shy and afraid to look at each other's faces.

It's just that this statement is also a bit unreliable and unreliable in other little men and women in the world.

But who of these two is simple?

Pity this young Heavenly Daoist, without the suppression of the anti-devouring power of Taiyin Youying against Li's Yingying, this mouth is too addictive, but it's a pity that his weak strength is far from being able to support him to act presumptuously in front of Li's Yingying.

If it weren't for that, he wouldn't be so miserable now.

And the daughter of the Demon Dao who condensed the Taiyin Shadow was even more ruthless, striving to kill the cold path with one blow.

Leng Dao is not dead, how can she exist in the world without the shadow?

"Huh?"

On the other side, which is invisibly separated by the power illuminated by the sun, the complexity of anger and grievance is enough to be hidden after dozens of breaths.

As far as the cold eye could see, the Naked Heavenly Daoist who was mixed with blood and water and wind-sand soil.

Completely interest-free,