Obviously, the catastrophe is coming, but Mo Liunian is by his side, the Futu Sword is in his hand, but a wave of pride and blood rises in the heart of the little half-immortal, at this moment, the little half-immortal suddenly 'saw' the two golden dragons in his body woke up, this is a very strange feeling, obviously he is awake, but he can clearly see the two golden dragons in his body open his eyelids.

The two golden dragons swam along his arms as they had been at the beginning, and his body was in twice as much pain in an instant as the last.

These two golden dragons are really fucked, when is it not good to wake up at this time, the little half-immortal didn't even have time to scold his mother, and his body was already hurting to the point that his body was about to crack.

Xiao Banxian let go of Jiang Xiyan's hand out of control, and the power of heaven and earth directly pressed him down, several pains mixed together, and Xiao Banxian felt that it was simply intolerable for him to faint without pain.

Mo Liunian was really startled, seeing the little half-fairy fall to the ground like this, she hurriedly went to help him, the little half-fairy's body curled up like a shrimp, and the whole person was convulsing violently.

Mo Liunian held the little half-fairy's hand tightly to prevent him from breaking free, and when he saw the little half-fairy's face clearly, Mo Liunian was so frightened that the three souls lost two and a half souls, the little half-fairy's face was covered with bloodshots, and the bloodshot stretched all the way to the neck, the little half-fairy's eyes rolled up, the eye sockets were more black and white, and the whole person looked not human or ghost.

Mo Liunian's heart was pinched, how could a stinky and beautiful person like Xiao Banxian suddenly become such a ghost.

Mo Liunian knelt on the ground and forcibly pulled the little half-immortal into his arms, at this time, what the common people, what the catastrophe, what the co-workers, what Nuwa were all thrown aside, Mo Liunian only hoped that the little half-immortal could suffer less.

She held the little half-fairy tightly in her arms, no matter how the little half-fairy tossed and twisted, she didn't let go, and with her best strength, she realized for the first time what it means to live like a year.

I don't know how long it took, the little half-fairy's body gradually stretched out, the expression on his face was no longer so hideous, the bloodshot on his skin slowly faded, the little half-fairy's eyes began to regain focus, and Mo Liunian suddenly found that his eyes were lightly golden.

When everything returned to normal, Mo Liu's face was stroked by young man, "Little half-immortal, little half-immortal......."

After calling a few times in a row, Xiao Banxian suddenly let out a long breath, and his eyes moved to Mo Liunian, who found that the light gold in his pupils had faded.

A smile slowly welled up in the eyes of the little half-fairy, and he raised his slender fingers and flicked them lightly on the tip of Mo Liunian's nose, and said, "I'm scared." ”

Mo Liunian ignored the behavior of Meng Lang like Little Half Immortal, and sighed lightly: "I thought you were going to die just now. ”

The severe pain faded, Xiao Banxian was comfortable, and the essence in his body flowed, he adjusted his sleeping position in Mo Liunian's arms, and pillowed on her lap in a comfortable position, "The two golden dragons in my body woke up just now." ”

Mo Liunian pursed his lips and said, "Since it's okay now, shouldn't you get up?" ”

Xiao Banxian snorted, "If you don't say it, I forgot." Reluctantly got up, but his hand kept holding Mo Liunian tightly.

Mo Liunian let him lead, "What are we going to do next?"

The sword body of the Futu Sword was clearer than just now, and he could faintly see the simple sword body that was not skillful, and the little half-immortal knew that this was because his strength had increased again.

I saw that Jinglin's back did not enter the golden mang, the true Buddha lowered his fingers, the blue light of the swallowing spring sword exploded, the heaven and the earth were swept by the strong wind, and the swallowing spring sword had passed through the Van chain to take away the head of the man in the coffin. The next moment, the hopeless sea of blood crashed against the waves, and the four monarchs of the Nine Heavens sealed together, and the clouds seemed to be smashed hard, and the Nine Heavens Realm shook violently.

Because the newborn calf is not afraid of this fierce tiger-like world, he always believes that one day, he can return to the mountains and forests and escape the cage of the world. Many people, many years later, let the barren wind blow away the young man's hesitation, and the rock in his heart turned into sand, and he scattered when he touched it. How many people can die without flinching, dying without looking back, and dying without giving in? If they can, then God will also obey his will. However, most people don't understand this truth.

She had been sick for a while, her voice was hoarse, and her screams sounded more and more heartbroken, and her voice was full of grief and incomprehension and disappointment, and she flew around like sharp stones, piercing the gorgeous fragrant boudoir splendid jade tent that had always been peaceful and quiet and did not know the joys and sorrows of the world, and instantly rose up with Qiluo blood agarwood powder, submerging her thin shoulders.

Xie Yunsen's white face was expressionless, and he stood in the demon wind, swinging Tai'a out with a sword. The Ancient Excalibur roared and smashed the countless unjust souls around him into ashes, roaring straight into the sky, and finally let out an unwilling scream, even shaking the sky slightly!

There was no longer a smile on Jing Chu's face, and at that moment, the fiery anger on his face dissolved, and what precipitated was something more profound, and even made people see the sadness in it—it was a continuous sadness and hatred that had been accumulated from generation to generation since ancient times, deep in the blood and blood and pressed into the soul. For thousands of years, no one has dared to poke it out, only he, with a roar, has to break the sky.

Jinglin did not retreat but advanced, the green silk color melted into the sonorous silver armor, and the red blood flowers burst together. The clouds were paved with a layer of red glow, and the swallowing spring sword flashed like flowing mercury. The blood disturbed everyone's minds, and some people among the gods covered their mouths and noses and retreated one after another, looking at Jinglin in horror and horror, I don't know how Lin Songjun, who was neglected to make friends in the past, suddenly became such a god of killing.

It's no longer the beginning, it's no longer the boy who is as clear as ice and snow. I snorted lightly, patted the horse to meet Yu Wenyong, clenched the big knife with both hands, but the eyes gradually oozing coldness, the nine rings of the Yanling knife in my hand trembled, and the sound was like a broken sound, which led people to break their intestines.

Jinglin was stunned, and the swallowing spring sword swept with his hand, and a line of green light suddenly brightened. The chanting of the monks came to an abrupt end, and then the wind roared out from among the green rays, and for a while everyone hid their faces and shook, but the true Buddha stood still.

The silk in his sleeve helped him kill a barbarian, Chang Geng thought that he had seen blood, so he could not be regarded as a child and qualified to be a real man, so he carried it with him all day long. The dark iron piece was cold to the touch, and gradually calmed Chang Geng's mood.

This move of "a thousand bells echoing, ten thousand mountains roaring" was originally a grandmaster's bearing, but the disciples were not skilled enough, and they always seemed a little bulky, so they could only be lightly exposed by Li Sheng during the competition, but I don't know if it was because Zhou Fei replaced the spear with a sharp blade, this move came to her hands, and there was inexplicably a kind of anger that slashed Cangshan. The long knife contained in the sheath came with a strong wind, and for a moment Li Sheng was a little frightened, and he didn't dare to repeat the old trick.

However, the snow-like celestial man immediately turned into a face of pain, and at this time I was stabbing the weapon into his chest and shoulder, his phoenix eyes stared at me full of disbelief and sadness, but in a flash, he still swung his sword at me, I was stunned and only felt blood splashed all over my body, and the thief behind me fell to the ground, he was just protecting me.

The blow of the Seven Star Dragon Yuan's wrath of the mountains and rivers not only made the earth-shattering sword momentum conjured up by Xinting Hou disappear, but the shock wave also hit Yin Kaiyang and flew out, and the sleeve of the silver python was torn open, revealing the terrifying white tattoo on his arm.

No worries, no regrets, lonely triumph just burst out of the strength that has been silent for many years, the sword is fierce and ruthless, like a storm and waves swallowing the earth, under the edge of the long sword, invincible. Beside him, there were also companions, and the sword intent he was eager to pour out, and the bursts of bloody pleasure roamed all over his body, and the long-dormant Donghua Sword finally erupted, following the eclipse of the sun and the split sky, and then opened the wings of the sky.

He straightened up, and in the snowflakes in the sky, he suddenly shook his big sleeves, laughed, and danced in the wind, as if he was on the stage of a play, "I have the skill of slaying dragons, and I want to turn over the clouds and dance with dragons; I have the ambition of the sea, and I want to fry the seven seas into the field; I have the peerless edge and want to solve the pillar of the sky; I am the pur of the hidden jade, and I want to find the talent of the craftsman!" He put away his dancing posture and smiled, squatted down and looked down at Ye Yongrong, with a serious expression, "What I said is true." ”

When he saw the invasion, he went out into battle and went to fight. All scruples, all difficulties, are not in his heart at this time. His eyes lit up, and his chest was like a pure green fire, without a single smoke, without a single black spot, ethereal and passionate. Thinking of nothing, he had devoted his past, present, and future to the war of resistance. It's good to die on the battlefield, or fight for ten years or eight years. One thought determines eternal life. He was not proud, nor humble, he was just a warrior, full, calm, and with some indescribable joy in his heart.

The sky was so clear, and the sunlight seemed to weave the blue sky into a layer of silver threads, making the blue glow white. Looking at such a blue sky, I should have sung a few words or shouted a few words happily. But the steel bird in the sky, with its whole body and nose outstretched, very scientific and bastard, extremely delicate and fierce, extremely fragile and extremely proud, unleashing the magic wheel of death, casting the spell of death, frightened a part of the heavens and the earth, and did not dare to make a sound, only its regular and dizzying chakra moved as if it were swallowing all souls, and the light on the wings of the airplane was distinctly bright, terrifyingly bright. The blue sky swirled and trembled with the plane, and it was so white that it was empty and boring, and even almost a scoundrel - just let the iron bird exert its power without wind and rain.

Tianma comes to the west, and they are all cloud-turners. Holding the tiger talisman and holding the jade dragon, the feather arrow shoots through, and the vast mountains are lacking! The mountains and rivers are washed with blood, the grass covers the white remains, not afraid of dust and ashes, and the heart of Dan reflects the blue!

The last two deliberately put on weight, meaning something, Gong Hongxuan's heart jumped violently, and she raised her head in fright, only to see the indoor lights and shadows in a trance, the old man's wrinkled face was as straight as Judge Yama, which made people shudder, she lowered her head in a hurry, and there was no more than half a point to act, she trembled genuinely, and said in her heart, this old man is so angry, he actually saw it.

Li Qinghou's eyes widened, knowing that this Bai Xiaochun had a stubborn personality, and he was just expelling him from the sect to make him have a sense of crisis, I was afraid that it was not enough, and thinking of this son's fear of death, Li Qinghou's right hand suddenly raised, and with a flick of his big sleeve, he flew out of the courtyard directly with Bai Xiaochun and went straight to the top of the mountain.

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