The physical weakness is getting worse and worse, but there is no way to fight back, and he has no choice but to be devastated by the attack. A feeling of dying came silently, only then did I truly feel how dramatic the taste of death was, realized the affectionate meaning of the word "not good death", and realized why those men shouted for themselves before they died. Now, suddenly, I can't help but turn my consciousness to the word "happy", because the internal force is slowly absorbed, my head is dizzy, and the feeling of lack of my body makes me feel painful. I shouted in my heart, I can't bear it anymore, give me a good time! Another desire for life has emerged, and what I have done has not been done, how can I give up easily? We must not give up halfway. Moreover, Zhongshan Village has finally been properly sorted out by itself, and has established an indelible heroic reputation and glorious deeds in the rivers and lakes. Isn't it too cost-effective and too humble to die like this, and to die unwillingly? But what can be done to stop the spread of this situation? Only with the help of others can we get out of this predicament. At such a point, no one will help her, and she will die and mourn! Although she is so imaginary, she really hopes that someone will come to her rescue, after all, she is very confident, how can her own leader, the princess of the demon race, sit idly by? After all, she still needs her own at this moment, otherwise, her great cause will not be accomplished. Although there is self-questioning, there is oneself and there is no oneself, just like the truth that one more apple or one less apple is not immortal. Despite the cruelty of the facts, I still trust that Yizhihua will never let go and sit idly by.

Yes, how can you turn a blind eye? It's time to make a move. But how to make a move still needs a little thought, after all, the white-clothed Langjun used Qiankun to absorb power. If the operation is improper, you will not be able to escape a blow.

Xiao Aotian has been paying attention to the skills of Langjun in white, but he didn't expect that his exercises are powerful and skillfully exert the best real force, and the internal force of the inhalation and his own internal force are soft and mutually exerted. In his heart, such a martial arts wizard makes him awe-inspired, but it is a pity that he is an opponent, otherwise, he will definitely become an indispensable friend. Seeing that Yiquan is trapped in a cage and cannot resist, his life is in danger, and if he doesn't make a move, he will die again. However, how can this Qiankun absorb power so powerful get close? After thinking about it for a while, there is it, and a direct attack from the side can solve the urgent need. Thinking of this, the internal qi was born, and the fire spirit bead appeared between the palms of the contrast, red, and the flames burned, attacking the white-clothed Langjun from the side.

Although he has taken care of it, it is especially known whether he can attack him. After all, Dugu Jian is a living example of this, and you have to be careful. Sure enough, the attack of the fireball wanted to surround Wei to save Zhao, however, the real reason why the attack could not be attacked was because of the existence of unknown Xiuran.

Sure enough, worrying about what is is what it is.

The Fire Spirit Bead that attacked was attacked by an inexplicably powerful internal qi and stagnated. So I increased my internal qi, but it was still to no avail.

What's going on!

Xiao Aotian had mixed feelings, and felt that this kid was not simple, and he was worthy of being a person who had walked through the heavens.

The resentment of the crisp dance is too deep, and it is difficult to eliminate the anger in the heart if you don't kill these people of the Six Door Covenant, and the big thing can be done, but you don't expect to get twice the result with half the effort, but you come out halfway to bite the gold and ruin your wishful thinking. His presence is tantamount to working against himself, and he can't say anything and let him do whatever he wants. So, the movements are strange, yelling, and shouting out resentment. At the same time, the internal force increased dramatically, and the internal qi of both palms came out together, hitting the white-clothed Langjun.

Tashi Ling knew that the strength of the white-clothed Langjun was no worse than that of everyone present, and if he wanted to defeat him, he must work together as one, otherwise, he would definitely be defeated. Thinking about this, I made a decisive move.