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In the dark night, I would rather emerge for the old face, and I can feel his heavy breathing. The hand that grabs the warrior, the blue veins are like the roots of the tree, revealing the vicissitudes of life and calm.

"Amount... Wei Qing lost, won't it?"

The night slowly spread away, and everyone looked at it with horror. Yao Jinliang frowned, his hands clasped his chest, his right fist dragging his chin and meditation.

"Oh..." Ning Keyun looked at the old figure in the sky, and did not feel a sigh.

Li Yunqi was also shocked: "A gasification of Sanqing, the great supernatural Wei Qing lost?"

Everyone stopped the battle in their hands and looked at the sky with shock.

If Wei Qing is killed, then the battle will end, and it will be meaningless to fight again.

It’s better to sing for the light, cold channel: “Wei Qing, your chess player’s identity ends here. This game is playing chess, and it has nothing to do with you.”

The streamer fluttered on the golden mans, and countless runes rushed out and slammed forward.

"铛"

The sound of the crisp metal rushing came, and the war can’t penetrate any more.

"What?" Everyone was trembled and revealed a twilight.

It is better to shrink the pupil, the heart is not good, and a heart suddenly sinks.

Wei Qingna was pierced into the wounds of the war, and the golden ripples appeared, swaying.

Under the open flesh, the golden bones are faintly visible, and the small runes are engraved on them.

It’s better to look at the face in a moment, and bite the tooth: “Da Luo Jin Gu”

Wei Qing’s mouth is slightly raised, and the eyes are chilling. “You know the difference with your seat now? You are the one who lost the qualification of the player. It’s better to be the one who is already in the world. Fun to play"

His right hand violently grabbed the war, the left hand and the fingers on the golden light, and the sound of the wind and thunder roared among them, and sang a loud voice: "Are you at peace on the beach" slammed down

I would rather have a cold face, luck in the palm of my hand, discoloration of the wind, and patted the past with the palm of my hand, cold channel: "Who is not necessarily dead?"

"bang"

The two palms spurred on, scouring the bodies of the two, turning around in the sky.

"what"

It is better to scream for a sudden scream, a sharp pain coming from the left hand.

I saw Wei Qing’s palms have long been turned into golden dragon claws, directly crushing his left hand.

Li Yun’s body trembled and he was shocked. This is the secret technique of Chu Mujie, transplanting the powerful body of the true spirit to himself.

Wei Qing's face was stunned, and the golden dragon claws flashed a nail-sized squad, and the dragon scorpion loomed on it.

The golden dragon claws slammed open, and a dragon swayed out. The blue shadow flashed and the picture was taken again.

In a hurry, I would rather let go of the war, the right hand, condense a gold seal

"boom"

Both of them are doing what they want, and the Quartet is in full swing.

The body that would rather be weaker is obviously weaker, and it can’t help but tremble under the impact of the aftermath.

"爹爹"

Ning Keyun screamed and rushed to the sky.

Suddenly a white light appeared in front of him, and suddenly the giant palm slammed, and the white sneer sneered: "I am here, let you let go."

Among the red dragonfly, Qian Ying was directly bombed down, and the dust was flying.

Wei Qinghan said: "When you were enthraled by the neon stone decades ago, why bother to live now?"

I would rather be pale and bite my teeth: "Because I have not done anything, I can't die."

"Can't die? Hey, the years have always only hated, never leave people to regret on Huangquan Road."

Wei Qing’s eye was cold, and he seized the war and turned a corner. The sharp sharp twisted and slammed down.

"嗤"

Streaming and flying directly into the body, rather than wearing a chest.

"Hey,"

The screams of sorrow and sorrow screamed, and rushed to the past, and a short hand in his hand made a thousand, and there were countless lights and shadows.

The white solitary forehead was sweating coldly, and his own strength was a bit weaker. At this moment, he did not dare to pick it up and directly evaded it.

Ning Keyun suddenly slammed into a show, and then flew away.

"do not come"

It is better to scream for a sudden, a powerful force erupted from the body, and it became full of infinite power.

Wei Qing was shocked and said: "You..."

"Snapped"

I would rather catch the streamer and dance, screaming: "Even if you die, the old man will pull you away, you can go to many hatred and let go of many things."

His body suddenly separated three afterimages, all of which were resolutely determined, and surrounded by Wei Qing under a flash, each of them quickly smashed and formed a battle.

Numerous golden runes rushed out, thousands of them, dyed the entire sky into gold, and the space in which they lived was constantly smashed, almost impossible to see.

Wei Qing was shocked, and the force of the vastness surging, even he was suppressed, roaring: "I would rather be, you should die."

I would rather laugh at the madness, saying: "Wei Qing, don't you **** it? Two **** people, there is just a companion on the circuit."

Ning Keyun said: "Hey, don't be jealous"

It’s better to say yes: “Yuyun, San Lao, Red Moon City will depend on you later”

Although the three old men are also sad, but not too much sorrow, they are long sighs.

"I want to accompany you, dream."

Wei Qing screamed and rubbed his hands, and a golden dragon scale appeared on his body, which would cover the whole body.

It’s better to flash for the light, and sing the sigh: “One gas, three clear, three clear, return to the Yuan. Everything is determined, the world is self-deprecating”

"Booming"

The whole day of the earthquake swayed, the power of terror was soaring, and the space was completely distorted.

It seems that Wei and Qing Qing seem to have disappeared between the heavens and the earth, leaving only the vast waves of power and volatility, filling the universe.

"Humph"

Suddenly a cold screaming, golden light.

Yao Jinliang's face was cold, and the five fingers were caught. The entire agitation of the sky was instantly twisted.

The bombarded storm center was constantly torn apart.

"Yao Jinliang, what are you doing?"

The red old roared, the three radiant sky, suddenly turned into a taiji fish, swirling in the sky, ironing the turbulent sky.

At the same time, three figures fell, and they shot at Yao Jinliang.

Yao Jinliang's brow wrinkled, and within the horrible space turbulence, he has lost the breath of rather than Wei Qing, and he does not know that the two are born or dead.

He wanted to tear open the sky and explore two lives, but he didn't want to be entangled in the three old men. He suddenly angered: "I don't die, this seat will send you back to the West."

His body was demonized, and a huge force emerged. At the same time, his hands were smashed, and the fighting sacred scorpion was displayed and his hands were on the sky.

A vast force surged in the sky and turned into a whirlpool.

In the whirlpool, the skylight flashed, and the burial cloud beast emerged, and the lower head crouched, and the scorpion smoldered with fierce light.

One person and one beast, one high and one low, seems to fit a certain law, and the horrible demon gas slowly merges and merges into one.

Li Yunqi's face changed slightly, knowing that this is the combination of Yao Jinliang and the burial cloud beast. This person has never been inseparable from each other, and has long been connected with each other.

"If you don't die, follow your city owner."

"The wrath of the candle demon"

Yao Jinliang shouted, his palms were shot together, and the burial cloud beast screamed at the same time. The two forces were intertwined and instantly merged into one blow, blasting in all directions.

"Boom"

At the same time, the Red Crescent City’s three old men’s efforts were directly swayed by this force and swept through the sky.

All three were squirting a blood, flying back a hundred feet away, and the eyes were shocked.

"Hey, I will kill you three more."

Yao Jinliang was full of anger and his body was enchanting. It was like killing God, no one dared to block his edge.

He once again grasped the five fingers, and the violent force vortex in the distance was suddenly pulled open and began to decompose.

"Yao Jinliang, die."

Ning Keyun’s grief and anger, rushed up and grabbed the dagger directly

Yao Jinliang's pupil is shrinking, cold and cold: "rolling"

"Roar"

The burial cloud beast slammed loudly, and the power of the sound waves swayed, all of which made Ning Keyun's body stagnate.

Then the white light flashed, and the burial cloud beast slammed up.

The ferocious one rushed down, and the shadow of the ancient beasts appeared behind the burial cloud beast, as if they were blended together.

Ning Keyun was shocked, and this was sober, and the red dragonfly swung through countless circles and set the past.

"嗤嗤嗤"

The burial cloud beast was entangled in death, tied to countless circles, like a big scorpion.

"boom"

The horrible demon power burst out of the big scorpion, and it will be scattered in the sky, and the burial cloud beast will rush.

In the helplessness of Ning Keyun, the figure flashed and retreated.

Yao Jinliang looked at the strange space in front and turned around. He screamed: "Give me a break" and slammed his arm and slammed it away.

"bang"

The sky was instantly split into two halves~lightnovelpub.net~ There were countless weird spaces popping up one by one.

Two figures rushed into it.

"爹爹"

Ning Keyun screamed and rushed up, and he would rather hug, but his heart trembled and a heart sank to the bottom.

I would rather be calm and serene for this moment, but the body is very cold and cold, and it is absolutely vital.

"Hey,"

The sound of grief and crying sounded and swayed in the sky.

Li Yunqi also trembled in his heart, his eyes flashing bleak and there was no anger, and the fists were pinched.

Luo Qingyun seemed to perceive his emotions and turned his head slightly, his eyes calm as water.

"Wei Qing adults, you are still alive, congratulations."

Yao Jinliang’s face was full of fun, watching the blue shadow flying into the battleship.

Wei Qing was completely a blood man at the moment, and all the golden dragon scales fell off. There was no blood on his face. Standing on the battleship, it seemed to be crumbling, and his body trembled constantly.

"Yao Jinliang, hurry to kill all of these people."

Wei Qing's face was pale, and he stumbled and sat back on the throne. The blood of the whole body dyed the green robe.

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