Looking at his body, Zong Shou was confused for a moment, and finally he finally gave birth to a realization.

"It turns out that I am now a god, and I am becoming a Thunder. No wonder, I will rush out of the cave and fly."

One wing and one wing, the electric light flashes. I saw the scene in front of me, and I quickly fell back. In a blink of an eye, it will travel again and again.

I feel free to be free, unrestrained, and extremely happy.

At the beginning of the sect, there was still oysters, and after a few rounds in the sky, they gradually became familiar. The two wings fanned, more and more free, gliding in the air.

But after a while, the sorrow of the ‘chest’ suddenly disappeared without a trace. A slap in the face, only the whole body, is a cold.

At present, he is still only a spiritual environment. At most, the soul is refined. Only a few times, it is also the power of sandalwood and spirit.

The soul can't be psychic, and the imperial spirit can protect the spirit. Once I left the body too far, it was the temperament of the day, and it was enough to break his soul.

Not to mention the scorching sun and the sun in the daytime, but only after the soul is still dying, when you travel to Japan, you can not be afraid.

The ghosts of the world are often touched and burned. The soul of the human being, when it comes to the essence, is actually the same.

The heart was horrified, and Zong Shou observed the whole body again. After a while, it was only a little peace of mind.

Although it is evening, the sun is still blazing. And near the Devil's Mountain, it is more mountainous. At this moment, he became a Thunder, and he was entwined in a silky purple. But I don't know why, not only the sun and the sun are in perfect fire. Even the windy mountain winds are equally inaccessible.

"I am in a state of the present, is it because of the soul of the sea, the reason for the rune? Turn into this shape, actually can not be trapped by this mountain and sunshine!"

Something shook his head inexplicably, and Zong Shou tempted and manipulated the nearby water vapor and dust.

But only a small amount of rice grain size can be rolled up, and the rest are still motionless. And the surrounding psionic energy has not changed much. There is only a trace of electro-optic light that gathers together to make the purple electricity that is entangled in the body denser.

Another dive, the claws under the belly, slammed out. It was unexpectedly a ten-foot-long branch with a thick thigh and forcibly caught the air. The body shape only shakes a little, and it restores stability, and it does not feel difficult.

"I am a Thunder, but there are two thousand pounds and five hundred giants! It is only a little worse than my flesh. If it is a soul, don't use this ostrich shape, but I don't know the power geometry? I don't think it is so !"

In a moment, my heart flashed countless thoughts. Zong Shou also felt his body, and gradually became a little tired, and he was guilty. Then he moved his mind and remembered Gong Xinran who was separated from him not long ago.

"I don't know what happened to Gong Xinran. What is it? The high-quality, always reassuring. I am going to look at this form now-"

It is said that not long ago, in fact, he absorbed the essence of the Thunder's egg and sealed it into the body, which has been used for half a day.

Presumably his sister, whether she found the relics of her ancestors, is now on the way down the mountain.

The corpse mountain is the safest in the daytime. But once it's night, especially when it's time, it's really a veritable death.

The thoughts in my heart flashed, and the left and right wings of Zong Shou, once again, slammed into the mountainside of the Devil's Mountain.

As soon as Fang Yi approached, he felt a strong spiritual force that was disturbing his soul. His consciousness was embarrassed, and the shape of the Thunder was almost scattered.

But the next moment, Zong Shou is a cold cry. A deep and deep thoughts, from the depths of the soul, suddenly broke out. It was actually a collision with this spiritual force, and it did not fall into the wind and expel it from its own consciousness.

I know that this is the soul of the alien strong who is already in the body. It is also the martial arts sorcerer who is above all innate and out of the embarrassing situation.

Zong Shou did not hesitate, and his body continued to crash into the Devil's Mountain.

Here several gliding, it has been found a few traces of Gong Xinran. Within the consciousness of Zong Shou, he is more convinced.

This road, no trace of beasts. However, it has been repeated one after another and saw blood marks.

The stars fell to the ground and the color was red.

"There is still some temperature in this blood, it should be before -"

The two wings are fanned again, and the body flies around the giant mountain. The next moment, the first few figures have already appeared in front of you.

And Zong Shou, who is condensed by the soul, is also in this shackle, turning into a deep surprise!

I saw the place below, and it was still alive before half a day. The lively and cheerful Gong Xinran was nailed to a fascinating peach tree at the moment. The face is pale as paper, only the remaining chest and abdomen, still slightly ups and downs. It should have been in the guise of Yingying Qiushui, but it was dead at the moment.

That look is not pain, nor any fear, despair, but just a painful, heart-wrenching, determined to look at the front.

Next to the peach tree, there are still a few people standing. It is Gao Yi, and there are six secret martial artists. The former smiled strangely and played with something in his hand. The rest of the people are also either pity, or sarcasm, or disdainful.

Zong Shou body Zhou Leiguang was blown up, his wings were re-expanded, and he swooped down. Just getting close, I saw another wave of high-pitched, ‘啪’, and the fan was on Gong Xinran’s face. At the same time, I laughed at the mouth: "I regret it? But I feel that I am ruthless and unreasonable? Then you know ~lightnovelpub.net~ I spent this whole thing for two years? Two years, only To accompany you this ugly head, please you. I know how tired I am?"

Zong Shou's eyes are once again stern. I felt a raging anger and rushed into my heart. It was about to slam down, but it suddenly felt a deep and exhausting exhaustion. The thunder of the body, also scattered a lot, gradually faded.

Fortunately, the last rays of the horizon have disappeared. Although it was surrounded by hurricanes, it still could not be close. However, Zong Shou was weak at the moment and could only be silently and fell on a branch.

Then do your best, absorb the surrounding psionic power, in order to restore strength.

I don’t know if it’s because of Zong Shou’s care, or because of this demon corpse, the old ancestral martial arts, the remaining thoughts. That Gao Yi is not aware of it. It is a faint swaying head: "If you want to hate, you will hate yourself! You know that you have no appearance and no talent. Why do you feel that I am high, will you really like you? And why do you think? Can you marry into my high home and be the mother of my future?"

Gong Xinran daggered aside, the hair was scattered, and the pale face was covered, and I couldn’t see the expression.

That Gao Yi seems quite boring, shaking his head slightly: "But after all, you and I have been together for two years, can not be overdone! The secret of the three sacred martial arts secrets has been reached. I am not high. It is necessary to be difficult for you!"

Zong Shou heard the words and looked at it. It was discovered that this person’s hand was a book made of gold, which was thick and heavy.

After Gao Yi smiled, he was about to turn around, but suddenly remembered something, and stopped his footsteps: "I almost forgot! I also swore to you at the beginning, and then we both will live together, life and death. ——"