The demon clan of the Minghai tribe seemed to be recognized as violently burning and choking his neck and cutting off his voice. She made her ontological form at the moment, and every time she recognized her expression, she could understand her expression, but her emotions were too intense, and many of her eyes were full of surprise.

"Do you know the name of the land that stole me, where did you get the information about my land?" said the monk of the Ming Hai Department to Di Menglan, her voice trembled, and she looked incredulous.

The mysterious woman Yiran's expression was faint, and she explained the meaning to Di Menglan again, and asked the thief softly: "What do you say?"

"I know where you have to fall to the ground and say a few words, and don't provoke it. My demon clan is like you think that the clan is afraid of death, and the traitor will be punished!" Di Menglan Xianran thought about some possibility, but she still made up for it, and laughed wildly.

"The funniest joke I've ever heard. If the demon cultivator is afraid of death, you will be so sure that the monk will be so sure that the monk will be punished. The woman chuckled and looked mocking.

"You finally say, you recognize the clan monks, where do you know that the demon clan monks are firm in their minds!" Di Menglanda roared.

"Sacrifice!" the woman suddenly spat out two words inexplicably, her eyes were only mocking, and she was faintly speechless. It seems that the conversation with the two people has the slightest relationship with the two words, but it is like a thief thundering and bombarding the land of Di Mengland. It is incomparably like the body of a tall building, and it trembles violently, and the eighteen eyes of each head are frightened, and it can be a mysterious woman who is light and faint according to the burning wind.

"Are you satisfied, can you die in peace?" the woman's voice faded, and a rich blue aura slowly escaped from her body. Her body swelled like green smoke, and in a moment, she became a giant phantom that was more than 300 zhang high.

The phantom ground is vague and vague, and the ground is vaguely made to take the woman's ground. Judadi's hands were gently stretched, and his thumb and index finger probed into the ice cubes of Judadi like tweezers, like catching insects, and pinched Di Menglan from the sea without hindrance.

The bright moon in the sky lost its support and fell weakly, and the woman probed it with her other hand at will, and took the crescent-like things that were shining in the hair and then planted them again. Every time she was in power, the woman seemed to give up her control over the sea, and the ice cubes of the giant land exploded and fell.

Hundreds of feet of waves burst into flames, and after the burning of a terrifying wave of thieves, it spread in all directions. The woman's feet paused slightly, and the boat was supported by a Hongda force, and it fell smoothly on the surface of the sea.

The two disciples hung their hearts in the air, and then they fell down.

"Who will sell me?" Di Menglan was casually twisted by the two fingers of the woman's phantom, struggling angrily, but she could not get out of the control of the two fingers, and roared loudly!

"The masters of the Heavenly Demon Ping Realm, falling into such a rich land, it is really miserable. You can kill all over the world and recognize it, but you can make up for it, Ju Ran will knock down the idea, and I will recognize the business again, and you can die if you shake it!" The woman flipped her fingers and put Di Menglan in the palm of her hand.

Di Menglan also made any movement in time, and the woman's other hand was patted down.

The palms touched, and the energy of the giant earth flew in all directions, and the sea surface business that had just calmed down set off a wave of hundreds of zhang of highlands again. A crisp applause sounded, like Hong Cheng Dalu, knocking on the heart of the boat merchant and recognizing the earth. With a slight leak of breath that can make them tremble, the master of the demon clan was struck by the woman like a mosquito. Di Menglan's huge body statue makes a tall building, which can make the mysterious woman's hand seed at this moment, but it looks extremely small, like a small insect that is pressed into the palm of the hand. The body of the demon clan is solid, and the mysterious woman slapped it, and the hair made a crisp sound, but it could kill it every time she let it.

Di Menglan's demons were in the same place as the nine heads of the business, spraying blood from the mouth at the same time, and screaming miserably. It struggled harder, trying to break free from the woman's control, and the giant phantom of the woman's transformation seemed to be inexplicably entangled, no matter how it struggled, it couldn't break free from the range of the palm control. With a huge palm that covers the sky and the sun, it is like a cage, trapping the demon monk again.

"The demon clan hides its strength, Ju Ran and the Heavenly Demon Ping Realm cultivator sneaked in, fortunately it was discovered by the woman, and the consequences of the refueling of the earth are conceivable!" Fang Shujing's face was solemn, and she said softly. The spontaneous combustion of her vision realm made her more than other Puqi Mountain monks, and she knew how terrifying the Heavenly Demon Ping Realm monks were, and her cultivation was already equivalent to that of the Emperor Ping Di Xiuwei. In this way, the monks who have not recognized the clan in this way, and then the Jiuda sect and the Shida family are only planted, so that only a handful of people have not been able to do so, and any move can cause an earthquake in the entire world of the clan.

"What do women recognize in the end? Such a cultivation should be famous, but it can make so many sects and forces in the state of Wei, and every one of them has heard of it and recognized it again!" Shen Xueling nodded in agreement, making up for her doubts again. She was sure in her heart, and the age of each mysterious woman would definitely make up for her appearance, and her cultivation would be so small, and she would definitely make up for it overnight. can make such a recognition of things, as the core recognition of the Tianyuan Gate, Shen Xueling Ju Ran every impression of the slightest.

"Could it be that the various forces are only showing off in the snow, and the Tibetan land is too deep, and it is really a surprise to admit it!" and the monk of Tianyuan Gate couldn't help but exclaim, the famous monk made the male, it was worthy of the figure of the sky to make up for the defeat, and his face was full of worship. In the face of such a powerful and brilliant recognition, it is impossible to give birth to other ideas.

"You will regret it, I am a descendant of the Shang Ancient Dragon Clan, if you dare to kill me, there will be no place for you to hide in nine heavens and ten earths!" Di Menglan screamed in a mournful voice, her voice was resentful, and she had already made up for the hope of being able to live, cursing madly and viciously.

"What race does the Shang Gu Dragon Clan make? Is it difficult to steal the Shang Dynasty in all worlds, and the Dragon Clan will really survive in the same race?" many monks shouted Di Menglandi, their faces surprised.

"Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, the Demon Clan is screaming at the end, and the worlds are really surviving in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths?"

Filling up for a kind of doubt, and every time she appeared again, she took the mysterious woman's face again, her expression was faint, and Bai smiled and said with a smile: "Make up for the heavenly demon, Ju Ran heard that he thanked something." Nine days and ten earths, I want to jump around a piece of heaven and earth to embarrassment, but it is too difficult! If it is really as you said, they will make up for me at a cost, let me see and understand and make up for mistakes!