The falling cherry yarn glanced at the smoldering smoldering real underneath, and then pulled the silver bottle and landed on the ground.

The only way that the falling cherry yarn can be thought of at this time is to swallow this magical repair and restore its state as much as possible.

Although the magical repair in the void is powerful, it is still incomparable with the falling cherry yarn in the state of fullness.

Falling cherry sakura looks indifferently to the real demon, and the hand is clawed, and grabs the sacred magical monarch.

"You dare."

However, the fall sakura yarn is turned a deaf ear, under one claw, directly through the flaming demon Zhenjun Tianling cover.

Yan Mozhen is shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, but in a matter of seconds it becomes a pile of dead bones, raging in the wind and dissipating.

As for the real **** of the evil demon Zhenjun, all the brains were swallowed up by the sakura.

The soul and vitality of the gods and monks are like the sea. Since the fall of the sakura yarn, it has never been easier.

The injury on his body completely recovered, and the face that was easily tolerated was driven by the rising climax, gradually becoming the original appearance.

It is far from enough to describe the appearance of the fall sakura yarn with beauty. If there is any defect in the face, there is only white beyond the limit.

There is no trace of white blood, which may be the biggest evidence that the fall cherry yarn is not human.

Excluding this point, how to see the fall cherry yarn is a fairy falling from the dust.

The word ghost is not related to her.

Devouring the complete soul of a monk, the cherry blossom yarn still did not return to its full state.

However, compared with the state of the ghost star, it is a lot stronger, and it can almost reach the middle and late stage of the god.

"Silver bottle, you stand far, my sister is going to help, the battle below will be very intense, don't touch you." The sound of the falling cherry yarn is solo.

Silver bottles look at the falling cherry yarn, and instantly become strange, not the same, completely different.

"Oh." The silver bottle consciously ran away with a worried look.

On the void, Li Daochong’s violent impact continued, and the whole body was wrapped in blue-gold electric flowers, and the sound of the fried ear was screaming.

Wen Muyan does not seem to move like a mountain. In fact, every impact of Li Daochong will have a great impact on him.

The power of Yang Lei is the nemesis of all ghosts and monsters, and the Terran Magic is no exception.

On the repair of Wenmu Yanyuan on Li Daochong, but the latter's attack can still cause great damage to the former.

It may even be fatal.

Wen Muyan did not dare to care about it, so he has been carefully guarding against it. As long as he does not let Li Dao hit his own weakness, he will not let Lei Li invade the body, he will be invincible.

Li Daochong is not the same. Every impact will consume a lot of energy. These forces are the energy released by the burning yuan.

Li Daochong’s seemingly crazy appearance does not actually lose his sense of reason. He is now a last resort.

Because Li Daochong can't think of a better way to deal with the fact that this is almost the perfection of the refining.

The last card of Li Daochong is a seventeen-level ice sign. The reason why he hasn't used it yet is because Li Daochong knows that he is afraid that the seventeen-level ice can not cause fatal damage to this magic.

Therefore, Li Daochong is waiting for the most suitable time, a time when the other party is numb.

Only by taking advantage of it, can the maximum damage of the seventeen-level ice mark be maximized. If this effect is not achieved, it is better not to use it.

As time went by, Li Daochong’s mood became a little anxious, and the burning of Yuan Ying’s own damage was enormous.

However, because Li Daochong's profound knowledge, coupled with the ancients of the blood upgrader, burning some of the power of the gods, is not unbearable.

It’s just endless burning, even if Li Dao rushes to the opposite treasure, it will burn out until it is disabled or even fallen.

Li Daochong knows the Yuan Ying in the sea. At this moment, half of the arm has been burned and the golden light is dim.

Li Daochong's maximum limit can only burn a whole arm. Beyond this limit, Li Daochong will be repaired as a fall, even hurting the root.

Wen Muyan has been passively beaten, and his heart is somewhat annoyed. Although he is still passively beaten, he still has the absolute upper hand, but it is the defense side.

It is obvious that this ants are so small, Wen Muyan is no way. The power of the thunder of this guy makes Wen Muyan fear, this is natural fear.

Even if Wen Muyan is annoyed, he will not dare to attack. Because the other party is completely ruthless, it is very likely that he will induce himself to shoot, so that he can hurt.

This is like a stray puppy, an adult man can easily kill it, but do you dare to take a bite?

The power of Yang Lei is not much worse than rabies for the magic repair. It is difficult to invade the body and want to expel it.

If you go deep into the gods, it is even fatal.

Wen Muyan, who has always been careful, has to suppress the anger of his heart, the defensive defensive, even if he finds the other side's flaws and does not fight back, he must ensure that nothing is lost.

Li Daochong was once again bounced back, his eyes widened, and his hands were squeaky.

On the 78th impact, Li Daochong was full of strength.

The third form of "Tai Xuan Jian Fa".

"Dao Shengyi, one life two, two students three, three things, the third sword, too, all things belong to the source."

Li Daochong forced the display of the third sword of Taixu. In fact, his current ability could not be used.

But now I have not considered that much.

Taixu took the power of Yang Lei, and took out a gap in the void, turning it into the edge of space and shooting it at Wen Muyan.

"Hey empty? How is it possible." Wen Muyan yelled.

A monk in the middle of the Yuan Ying can actually understand the realm that the cultivating imaginary monk can comprehend.

Killing Wen Muyan will not have such a enchanting in the world, but the facts are in front of him, he has to believe.

Wen Muyan's back was cold and breathless, and he was scared by a mid-infant monk.

Wen Muyan's body shape changed instantly, and the blood of Warcraft was unretained.

The gentle and Confucian life, turned into a fierce humanoid demon in an instant, covered with scales, deep in the mouth, and more than doubled.

The magic sword is in the hand, Wen Muyan gently sighs.

"The enchantment is forbidden."

A round of black mans pulled out.

boom!

The imaginary swordsman who opened the void and the black swordsman touched each other.

The void bursts.

The hundreds of kilometers are trembled violently, and the ground is shaking as much as an earthquake.

If you look at the blizzard star in the sky, you can clearly see a certain area of ​​brilliance.

Just as a huge meteor hit the star, that cloud was broken.

Just when the falling cherry yarn was ready to be shot, it suddenly felt wrong. A reflexive shot at the silver bottle, holding the little girl in his arms.

The horror shock wave disappeared after a few seconds, but the destructive power caused was astonishing.

The terrain has changed hundreds of kilometers and this mountain has completely disappeared.

The thick clouds in the sky disappeared, and the violent storms followed.

There have never been sun rays coming from the blizzard star for thousands of years, but at this moment, the sunlight in this area is full of the earth, cloudless, and the sky is white.

On the void, Wen Muyan, who is turned into a demon god, is suspended there, and there is not much change.

As for Li Daochong, there are traces there.

More than ten kilometers away from the ruins, Li Daochong lies inside, his face full of dust.

The third sword of Taixu really hasn't reached the heat yet. Li Daochong smiled bitterly, and the whole body was stabbing painlessly. There was no smell in the body. Yuan Ying's left arm disappeared and became a one-armed baby.

puff!

Li Daochong spurted a **** water, and his consciousness gradually became blurred. He insisted on holding a breath to keep himself awake~ lightnovelpub.net~ Li Daochong looked at Wen Muyan in the distant air, and the cold sound in his eyes became more and more intense.

This person must die.

Just when Li Daochong planned to burn Yuan Ying again, there was a fascinating female voice in his mind, but the voice was eager and worried.

"No."

"Who? How can it be in my knowledge of the sea?" Li Daochong stunned.

"Humans have no time to explain, don't burn your Yuan Ying again, you will die, absorb my aura, I will help you recover." The empty female voice could not help but say.

Li Daochong suddenly blinked, "You are..."

"Humans are fast."

"I know who you are, how can you be inside me? How can I never know."

"Human, now is not a chat, hurry up and **** my aura."

"Okay, then take a little bit." Li Daochong grinned.

In silence, Li Daochong's soft and weak body gradually recovered a little power.

"Why don't you **** it, **** it again."

"No, it will hurt you if you **** again."

"No, I am an elf, as long as I keep the essence, I will not die."

"I don't want to be fooled. Do you want to sacrifice yourself? No way, as long as I live Li Daochong, I won't let anyone die for me."

"I am not human."

Li Daochong didn't talk any more, looked at the void, recovered a bit of vitality, and did nothing to defeat the magical repair on the sky.

Wen Muyan looked at Li Daochong, who was lying in the ruins, and his face was covered with blue smoke on his scales.

Just a moment ago, Wen Muyan had a sense of sudden death.

"I am so hurting." Wen Muyan looked at his black palm and whispered.

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