Immortal Rebellion Chapter 316 Zeng Niu. You dare to kill me.

Dressed in white.

Katsuyuki.

A strand of hair.

Such as curtains.

Silk aromatic. Get drunk.

The moment the female corpse appeared. He is the Great Elder of the Corpse Yin Sect. I can't help but take a deep look. Mocking words. Unable to say it anymore. The rest. There are stunning.

Red butterflies are beautiful. But carve this female corpse for comparison. It's really insignificant.

Wang Lin was everywhere. Just a glance. I couldn't help but tremble in my heart. It's as if there's an infinite magic force to attract. Let the idea of snatching this corpse rise.

It's just that his mind is extremely strong. This Dharma has just arisen. was pinched to death by him. But cold sweat. But it's out of the body. "It's scary. ”

He took a deep breath. Glance at it. I saw a tiger. , and then no longer spit out. Instead, he stood up. Walked to the female corpse in a daze. It's just a few feet away. There was a look of struggle on his face. Suddenly recovered. The expression was shocked.

Even red butterflies. There was also a hint of confusion in his eyes. But she is a woman after all. Immediately the eyes were clear.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed. Lock on to the red butterfly.

"This girl is in front of you. It must be a person who knows everything in the fairy world. Even the old man. I couldn't bear to be moved. "The old man of the Corpse Yin Sect. Retract your gaze.

"Ting'er. Zhou Yan showed an obsessive look. Genshin rushed forward. The old man of the Corpse Yin Sect snorted lightly. Pinch your hands. Then he slapped it on the chest. A puff of purple gas immediately erupted from his mouth.

This purple gas. Turned into chains. It's so jail. Locked out of Zhou Yuanshen.

"Week. I exchanged this woman's corpse for the heavy treasure of the Corpse Yin Sect's exclusive lock of the Yuan Shen. You can't break free. The old man retreated. The young man behind him who looked quite similar. Immediately dump the body behind the old man. The young man's body turned into a black light. Drill into the old man's eyebrows. Disappear.

The old man's body kept retreating. In the blink of an eye, he was back on top of the coffin. He held the female corpse in his hands. Gallop into the sky.

"No, ......" Zhou's eyes were blood-red. Shouted loudly.

"Bang" "Bang"

He slammed wildly into the chains - one hit. The chains will glow purple. Zhou's Yuan Shen will tremble. But no. He didn't seem to notice anything. Buddha is a trapped beast that has lost its lover. Hit it like crazy.

"Bang" "Bang"

With the impact. Emptiness all around. Again, there are traces of the collapse before the collapse, and cracks appear in the big ones.

Zhou's eyes were red. Showing a terrifying gaze. The hatred in this gaze can be monstrous. This hatred. And a hint of madness. Crazy for the sake of madness. Crazy for idiocy. "Put Ting'er. Give me back. ”

"What a madman. Week. You are now back in the flesh. The body can be saved, and if it is too late, your body will not be saved. There is only one death in this fairy world. "The old man of the Corpse Yin Sect. After seeing Zhou Xuehong's gaze. I couldn't help but tremble in my heart. Faster. Towards the entrance above. Gallop away.

Seeing that this person was about to fly into the cave and leave. That's when it happened. Zhou's eyes. It's like a drop of blood. in his heart. Forgotten everything. days in between. In his eyes. All that was left was the corpse that was moving away from him. His Ting'er.

A scene with Ting'er. Welled up in his heart. Lost Ting'er. The body of the primordial gods. Ben has no heart. But this moment. He felt the pain in his heart. This pain. From the soul. From his Genshin.

It hurts. Too strong. Too strong.

"No...... Ting'er ...... "Zhou's body." Suddenly it burned. Bang. It actually collapsed. Turning into a number of burning sparkles. Rushed out through the crack in the chain.

"Burning the Genshin. You... You madman......" The old man's face changed. Burning Genshin. That's a mortal act. this week. Actually for a corpse. May I die.

Under the meta of the middle of the infant transformation. Moment. Gained the strength that is infinitely close to the late stage of infantile transformation. His primordial spirit had just recondensed. and immediately rushed out.

It's like a burning man. Huh. He caught up with the old man, who had already run to the edge of the cave.

"Put Ting'er. Give it back. "Word by word. Full of affection. Zhou didn't use any spells. Rather, it is in the form of a primordial god. Crashed into the old man.

But the more so. The more terrifying it is. As long as it's magical. There are ways to crack it. But this is the impact of the Genshin equivalent to the late stage of the infant transformation. In the eyes of the old man of the Corpse Yin Sect. Only the word terrible can describe it.

"Click" "Click"

The sky all around. A large number of cracks appeared. Bigger. Collapse everywhere. Fragments here. The crash began.

The tiger's face was bitter. Without saying a word, the body jumped. Gallop towards the entrance of the cave. It is also a close second. Rush to the entrance.

The old man's face changed drastically. He didn't hesitate to frown. Suddenly. Third. That is, the young man. Fly out immediately. Blocking ahead.

It's just that. This third soul. But it just appeared. was bombarded by Zhou. Hit on the body. Out of one's wits.

"Put Ting'er. Give me back ......" the flames on Zhou's body. Burns harder. His eyes were deranged. The face is hideous. Like a man-eating beast.

"Maniac. "Of the Corpse Yin Sect

Get one’s dander up. Put the female corpse in your hand. Throw it at the door. He didn't want to be a female corpse. And let yourself die here.

On Monday, he hugged the female corpse. showed a look on his face. A satisfied smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Ting'er. No one can take you away. No one can either. ”

All around the big with the collapse of the sky. More and more intense. Cracks in the sky. Immediately there were more of them.

Wang had already locked on the red butterfly. His eyes flashed at the moment. That's it. ”

Wang Lin's body turned into light. Rush towards the red butterfly. The tiger saw this scene. opened his mouth. But he didn't speak. Now. Lives matter.

Wang Lin is extremely fast. Almost in the blink of an eye. It is less than 30 feet away from the red butterfly.

Red Butterfly's complexion changed drastically, and her body recovered at this time. But the magic weapon was seriously lost. There are also dark wounds in the body. Cultivation is no longer in the late stage of maintaining the transformation of gods. It's an infinite fall. It can be described as the lowest point in her life. She couldn't help but snapped: "Zeng Niu." If you kill me. Suzaku Country will not let you go. ”

"Haha. Red butterflies. This threatens the discourse. It's not like it came from the mouth of the proud woman of the sky. Wang Lin said with a smile. One pat of storage. Forbidden flag in hand. With a shake. The forbidden air immediately burst out. Outside of his body, he hovered like a dragon

"Condensation. ”

With Wang Lin drinking. These forbidden gases suddenly came together. A black airtight spear. Shaped again. was grabbed by Wang Lin in his hands. Stride towards the red butterfly.

"Red butterflies. Aren't you going to fight me? "Lin moment. It's like a god. The spear in his hand stabbed forward.

"Defects"

Cracks in the sky. Under one shot. Take a big mouth.

“”

Thirty zhang distance. Wang Lin jumped in. Forbidden Spear. Up to the head of the red butterfly. "Zeng Niu, you're crazy...... The crash of this. You don't run away now. There will never be an escape. The red butterfly's complexion changed dramatically. Quickly took out a white flying sword from the storage. Hasty resistance ahead.

Can't dodge. Cannot teleport. Don't dare not block. Behind him is the crack. There are also cracks around it. From every direction. It's all spatial rifts. Once it falls inside. There is no star compass. There is no courage to burn the original god. Only mortality.

"Bang"

The white flying sword shattered. Fragments collapse. Spread out in all directions. Disappear into the myriad cracks. Wang Lin's spear. Also immediately zoomed out in a big circle. But castration. But it's even more violent.

"Zeng is dead or alive. You don't care. Kill you - it's not too late to go. Wang Lin laughed. But its body. But it was a slight tremor. The heartless artistic conception of the red butterfly. Boom.

This artistic conception is very strong. Wang Lin couldn't stop it. But it can resist several breaths. This counts. Just kill the red butterfly. The mood naturally collapsed.

This red butterfly. Wang Lin will definitely be killed. This woman has been killed several times. It's going to be trouble in the future.

Red Butterfly gritted her teeth. At the moment when the spear of the forbidden transformation stabbed like lightning. Raise your right hand. Take a white jade bracelet on the wrist. In the rush to the top.

"Bell"

Wang Lin's spear. Again, rout. Turned into countless forbidden gases. But there is no re-alignment. A powerful artistic conception. Rushing to the sky. fell on Wang Lin. It made him think of a mess.

But. Wang Lin's thoughts. But it is extremely determined. His qualifications are average. But this mind is mindful. Look at the whole Vermilion Bird Star. Far from ordinary.

He was back in childhood. There is no time for any spells. Hengyue faction mountain climbing test. This will already make people moved. What's more, now more than 400 years of countless experiences have been tempered. It has long been iron-clad and firm.

Despite the artistic conception. But Wang Lin's body really didn't pause at all. Flip your right hand. Nine wood carvings appeared in front of him.

"Years. ”

Nine wood carvings shook and turned into nine puppets. There are several blood meridians circulating within each of them. A hint of the artistic conception of the years. Suddenly, it fell from the sky.

Red Butterfly blocks the gun with a white jade bracelet. The body was thrown backwards violently. His body trembled. Spurting out a mouthful of blood.

Four weeks of the day. Massive crashes. There are parties. There has been a devouring of nothingness.

"Zeng Niu...... I am the core brother of the Suzaku Kingdom. If you kill me. No, it's good to die. "Red Butterfly was scared. This time she. Really scared.

She almost stepped back. The artistic conception of the years spreads out from the nine statues. Her complexion changed again. He lost his voice and said: "The realm of years." ”

The artistic conception of these years. Taken from the Green Pine of the Four Factions Alliance. This person is in the middle of the god incarnation. The mood is already working.

Two fingers of the right hand. It's like a sharp blade. Like carving a wood carving. Row forward.

Under the artistic conception of the years. The body of a red butterfly. Involuntarily slowed down a few points. If only she hadn't been hurt before. The artistic conception of these years. Disdain at all. But that's it. But it has become a chain of life.

Red Butterfly's eyes lit with hatred. Without hesitation, raise your right hand. A few strange spells came out of his mouth.

Suddenly. The white jade bracelet immediately emitted a dazzling light. Under this light. The artistic conception of the years immediately collapsed. Wang Lin's fingers. Immediately there was a tingling pain.

This feeling. It's as if I had touched the fairy sword in the first place.