After the old demon disappeared for a long time, the coldness on the Baguio flower slowly melted, and he sighed gloomily. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Suddenly blooming in her bright eyes, Ying Ying sat sideways on the edge of the couch, her eyes full of tenderness and intriguing to look at Yun Wubei on the couch.

"Is this fate—"

His lips were blue, and the snow-white onion fingers slipped from the three thousand green silks and touched the pendant called "Bright Night" around his neck. The cool touch flows up to the heart.

Baguio's onion fingers couldn't help but tremble, and all kinds of past events came one after another.

Countless years ago, in the years of demon cultivation.

The seven great punishment palaces in this world overwhelm this world, and the palace is one of the top people in the world, smiling proudly. And she is regarded as the pearl of the palm and is widely incense.

Lawyer, Punishment.

Flattery, sycophancy, and bloody coldness filled her empty mind. So she was inevitably filled with coldness and ruthlessness, sealing the only remaining tenderness, and not envying the mandarin ducks or immortals.

However, the dragon is inherently promiscuous, and although she is not of the Holy Spirit, she is still a dragon.

The way of heaven is constant, and the palace has occasionally got a hexagram in the past, saying: Zhong Ming Ding food, the beginning of the love catastrophe.

With a sigh, Baguio picked up the small bone bell placed on Yun Wubei's side, and the green silk on the head of the mantis was reversed, and another bronze bell full of patina appeared in his Qianqiansu hand.

"Everything is what Yin Dianzun said, is it really inevitable?"

Suddenly, the pear blossoms on the emotional flowers bring rain.

I don't know when the man in front of her has become particularly important and even indispensable in her heart.

This kind of affection has nothing to do with the name of heaven and earth of the lord of the ancient greedy wolf divine court, and it is even more indescribable, but it is lingering and compassionate. Obviously, his cultivation was low, but it was by the side of this man who was as weak as an ant that she felt at ease.

Obviously, he is not a dragon demon cultivator, but that inexplicable aura makes her feel very cordial.

But that's enough!

The color of determination suddenly appeared, Baguio silver teeth clenched, apricot lips slightly opened and spit out a blue bead, and gently leaned over and kissed Yun Wubei's dry and cracked blood lips.

In the next moment, the heavens and the earth rotated, and the two of them appeared in vain in the Xuantian Palace's Taixu Liangyi Returning Yuan Great Array.

"Since fate is inevitable, then I wish Jun An-"

The blue beads passed through Baguio's red lips and fell into Yun Wubei's throat, Baguio gently leaned over and picked up Yun Wubei, who was unconscious, and the blue true power rolled with the green shirt, and they all entered the base of the big array.

Subsequently, the green gauze fell, and the thrilling snow-white carcass trembled slightly, plump and charming.

Even if it is light sweat and slightly transparent, the Dragon Boat Festival bath in the Ming Dynasty is fragrant, and the fragrance is full of Qingchuan. The colored thread is lightly wrapped around the red jade arm, and the small charm hangs obliquely on the green cloud mustache.

。。。

Greedy Wolf Divine Court Skyrim

The old demon of Qingdai rode the clouds, and his indifferent gaze looked down from the sky, falling in the endless river of greedy wolf star blood.

Whew――

The high-pitched dragon groans resounded from time to time, and the golden dragon body of the little dragon frolicked along the river of blood, and the seven-inch wound of the dragon's body had healed at this time, and a huge and white dragon bone was imposedly bound to its craggy dragon horns.

"This little guy is a good chance. ”

Muttering a word, the old demon of Qingdai suddenly looked back, looking in the direction of the Xuantian Palace, all kinds of light and shadow changed in its deep pupils, and finally turned into a sparkling scene.

When the blue bead entered his throat, the indifferent gaze of the old demon suddenly shrank.

After a long time, he frowned and sighed.

"What a Langya Punishment Palace Bixia Yuanjun, the woman doesn't let her eyebrows, it's a pity-"

Liangnan entrance, Xingping City

The sky is magnificent, and it is daunting.

The huge pillars of white light across the sky were fleeting.

Fuyao and the many Yuan Infant Realm True Monarchs lost their voices in unison.

Listening to the Yun Sect, Ye Yun Zhenjun and Xuan Zhong stood side by side, and immediately ignored the cultivation of the city and Youzhou below and the elite of more than 300,000 blood floating slaughter, and their eyes met.

"It's—"

A touch of shock shook Ye Yun's warm and jade-like face, and a warm voice like a spring breeze spread in the Nine Heavens.

"The bell rang for nine days, and the white air rushed into the sky. ”

The words of secrecy fell, and the heavy and heavy color changed!

This kind of vision of heaven and earth, as a cultivator of the Eastern Regions Great Sect Listening to the Clouds, how could he not know?

A long time ago, the catastrophe came, and then the heavenly bell descended, and then it was divided into nine, and the luck of the heaven and earth was suppressed! At that time, the cultivation of many great sects appeared frequently, and in one day, more than 20 edicts were issued.

Whether it is the secluded ancient religion or the great sects of the world, they have poured out one after another. In order to seize these nine kinds, the world suddenly became chaotic and devastated. In the end, the Ghost Sea Sect, which had a prominent reputation in the past, won a unique soul bell, which was regarded as the treasure of the Zhenzong.

The whereabouts of the remaining eight bells are still unknown.

And the death of the ghost sea in the past year, judging from the clues left by the many promoters behind it, the reason for its destruction should be the reason for this soul bell!

The visions of the heavens and stars have not yet ended, and the nine bells that caused boundless slaughter have appeared in vain.

The chill rose in his heart, and the solemn fear and solemnity flooded.

"Is the catastrophe coming?"

As soon as he thought of this, Xuanzhong Zhenjun frowned, glanced at each other with the True Monarchs of the Eastern Regions, and was full of surprise, and shouted loudly: "There is a way that does not suffer from widowhood, but suffers from unevenness. The source of the visions of the heavens and stars is a big matter, why should Your Majesty do such a big thing. I'll wait for the rain and dew to get wet, and it's better than life and death!"

Between the words, dozens of vast divine thoughts rushed out from the bodies of many Yuan Infant Realm True Monarchs in the sky, and roared across the sky towards the place where the white pillar of light had disappeared.

In the bronze coffin, the withered old man dressed in a dragon gon also suddenly laughed at this moment.

"It's a rain and dew-" After a pause, Huangji Zhenjun patted the coffin under him, and laughed coldly: "You fellow Daoists want to seek the source of the visions of the heavens and stars, I'm afraid you will be disappointed." The source of the visions of the heavens and stars is already in the hinterland of my corpse refining vein at this moment!"

The cloudy eyes scanned around the heavenly dome, and finally landed on Xuanzhong, "As for you Xuanzhong, you lost the battle and escaped with your life, and you don't want to cultivate, but you are swaggering in the jurisdiction of my Holy Sect, which is very unwise!

In the next moment, under the bronze coffin, hundreds of corpse puppets of different shapes roared in vain, and the surrounding clouds exploded.

The eyes of the Hidden Soul True Monarch were magnificent, and the vain palm suddenly turned down, and in an instant, it turned into a giant palm that covered the sky and the sun, and slapped into Xingping City in the air.

"Yan Futi sentient beings, take refuge in our path, inherit merits, increase the holy causes, and enjoy boundless happiness.

Yan Futi sentient beings, those who abandon our path, go through the dust and tribulation, bewitch obstacles, and suffer no punishment. ”

Sanskrit sound is like thunder, rolling down.

The hundred corpses holding the coffin and riding the clouds exploded into clouds of green smoke and flesh in vain in the heart-rending ghost cry and roar. Then a violent tremor came from far away from the north of the entrance. Thousands of dead graves rose from the ground, and pitch-black bone hands drilled out from the bottom of the grave.

In a moment's effort, the densely packed army of walking corpses with a huge force of more than 200,000 people broke through the ground in an instant, and the rickety array rose into the air.

At the same time, the Emperor Ji Zhenjun glanced at the remaining Xingping City from afar with deep meaning, took advantage of the situation to fly away from the bronze coffin, and rushed towards the place where the heavy white light disappeared with lightning speed.

。。。 (To be continued.) )