When Kun Cheng spoke, his eyes actually looked at the silver bottle standing behind the crowd.

When Jade Lotus was killed, Kun Cheng did not know, but he would be entangled and could not get away to save the jade lotus.

Kuncheng’s hand moves, and a human eye light image of more than ten meters appears. It is the jade lotus flower.

When I saw the aura light image, the silver bottle bite my lower lip, and my heart jumped slightly. It turned out to be the female repair that I killed.

The silver bottle is still a bit worried about the mentality of the monk, and she is not afraid that it is a fake.

Concealed in the crowd at the end of the crowd is quietly arranging space to send the sakura of the sakura yarn to a condensate, knowing the danger of silver bottles.

However, the falling cherry yarn has already been unable to open at the moment. If it is stopped, it will start again. The most important thing is that it may miss the coordinates.

Li Daochong’s coordinates must be connected at all times. Once she leaves the cherry blossom yarn, she is unable to find it again.

"Can't you come out?" Kun Cheng looked cold and cold, and some people dared to kill his double repair partner. That's got it. Now, the magic ruler has become the real ruler of the black prison star.

Don't take out some deterrent, how can you serve the public in the future?

Kun Cheng continued. "Oh, don't come out, the deity will kill one person every three breaths. You have to blame the killing of the demon companion."

The entire monk was shocked.

"time up."

Kun Cheng's three breaths came out with a cold voice, and the hand stretched out, and a powerful suction came out.

A red woman in the front of the crowd was sucked up by suction and fell in the hands of Kun Cheng.

"Wait."

The silver bottle saw it and screamed, but it was late.

Peng!

A group of flames rang, and the red woman was swallowed up in an instant, and the screams of screams came out in the flames.

The pain of burning is the highest of all pain levels, and the cold magical green fire released by the evil magic Kuncheng can directly penetrate the flesh and burn the gods.

The sound was terrible, but it didn't last long. It disappeared in a few seconds. The flame gradually dissipated, and nothing left. The female repair was directly burned into nothingness.

The silver bottle glared at Kun Cheng, "You."

Kun Cheng looked at the corner of the silver bottle and floated a cold smile, but with a bit of greed in his eyes.

Compared with the jade lotus scent, this girl exudes a youthful and pleasant atmosphere.

"Do you have something to say?" Kun Cheng looked down at the silver bottle and asked.

At this moment, standing in the magic bottle around the silver bottle repair, automatically pull away the distance, one by one to protect the body, things do not hang high, no one wants to be a bird at the moment.

There are nearly 200,000 monks left, and there are no shortage of more than ten masters who are better than Kuncheng.

But they all kept silent, and things didn't have anything to do with them. Naturally, there is no need to offend Kuncheng who has become a hawk dog for a strange girl.

"I killed it." The silver bottle sighed.

"Be late, if you stand up for the first time, the deity can give you a whole body. Now you can only cramp and cramp, but if you are willing to offer a soul seal and become a slave to the deity, the deity can not kill you." Kun Cheng greedily looks With a silver bottle.

Jade Lotus is dead, no matter what you do, you can't live. It's not bad to find a good substitute.

"Don't think about it." The silver bottle blurted out and didn't want to think about it. The little face on the delicate face showed the anger.

"You can't be you." Kun Cheng Yin smiled.

Said Kun Chenghua as a flame screaming and flew in front of the silver bottle.

Around the monks only felt a hot face, a heat hit the Yuanshen, his skin seems to be ignited, and had to retreat further distance.

The monks who had just gathered together were all scattered, leaving a wide open space, leaving only the silver bottle and Kun Cheng.

The vestments on the silver bottle resisted the scent from the body of Kuncheng, but the smudged vestment could not stop, and the little **** trembled slightly.

Kuncheng did not shoot the silver bottle, and the flame immediately disappeared when it fell.

Kun Cheng looked at the silver bottle. If he was enjoying a beautiful piece of art, he raised his hand and picked up the silver bottle.

At this time, the silver bottle was not able to withstand the pressure, but it was only angry. "Don't touch me."

Kun Cheng raised his hand and made a slight smile. He laughed on his back. "Ha ha ha, don't let it touch, the deity has to touch it. From now on, on the black prison star, the sorcerer is the king of heaven, and the shunner is the one who is against me. Death, little girl, you just surrender the soul print, the deity will never treat you badly, you kill the demon's double repair partner, either pay for it, or replace it, you have no choice."

The silver bottle bites the lower lip and oozes a trace of blood on the lip, glaring at Kuncheng.

"I have no choice? I have to look at it. Why didn't you have a choice?"

An icy and chilly voice rang.

No one perceives where the sound came from. Kun Cheng’s face changed and turned and looked at it, thinking that the sound came to himself, but there was nothing left behind him.

When Kun Cheng turned his face, there was a face with a light color on the opposite side, but there was a strong murder in the black scorpion on his face.

"Young Master." The silver bottle suddenly lost its voice, with guilt in the tone, and felt that it was useless, like a cumbersome ~lightnovelpub.net~ The young master should take care of himself under such circumstances.

Hearing the cry, Li Daochong turned to the silver bottle, and the murder in his eyes disappeared immediately. When he was on the silver bottle, his eyes were full of softness, and a light smile on his face, nodded slightly.

When Li Daochong looked at Kun Cheng again, his eyes were even more murderous, and his mouth was cold.

"You are doing your own, leaving your whole body, if not, cramping the skin, and smashing the bones."

When the words came out, many monks stunned and looked at Li Daochong with the look of an idiot.

"This kid, looking at himself with some kind of powerful space magic weapon, is it all right?"

"Calling the sorcerer, and calling the sorcerer, is this guy coming to show the eloquence?"

"There is a fart for speed, here is a confined space, can you escape?"

The black prisoner, a group of demons, is worried and annoyed at Li Daochong’s constant provocation of the demon and the demon.

They are afraid of getting burned, and the Devil and the Mozong may not want to kill them. They are so engaged by this kid, they are likely to be buried together.

In their view, this sudden emergence of a kid, it is impossible to pose any threat to the demon and the magic sect, even a wave of spray will not rise.

Kun Cheng looked at Li Daochong, his eyes looked like a fool, and his body blew out.

"The ants in the area, you still don't know anything, you can stop the car, you are looking for death, then the deity will be yours."

Said Kuncheng burning a hand of fire to grab Li Daochong.

"Young Master."

No matter how powerful Li Daochong is, as long as he has a threat, the silver bottle will be extremely tense.

"Hey, I can't think of it at a young age. There is still a chance to live with it. I am dead now."

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