At this time, in the dark fog, Zong Shou is well known. [叶*子]【悠*悠】

Walking through it, just a few moments, it is twenty miles before the gate.

As soon as I entered this place, I felt my eyes burning.

That day, the shackles changed, and the door was felt to be riddled with holes.

I can finally get what I want, and after seeing this barrier, what is it.

However, at the last moment, it was forcibly interrupted by the flame, and one finger stunned.

After being awake, the barrier is already healing. It’s not just the cracks, it’s re-enclosed, it seems to be a bit thicker.

So that the blood spell in his body, not only did not vent, but accumulated more.

That barrier, like a dam at this time, will keep all the blood, all the curse, behind the dam.

The more it is blocked, the higher it is.

The only way to reduce this pain is to try to make your own four blood vessels merge and merge.

But every time you enter the depths of this dark fog, the feeling of swelling and pain will always follow.

I didn't pay attention to it. When Zong Shouyi arrived here, I saw that the flames standing quietly at the gate of the gate opened my eyes and looked at it with a bit of curiosity and coziness.

"Good punctuality! But today is the last day, can you be ready?"

Zong Shou did not say a word, too lazy to talk nonsense, and stepped into the sky and the flames.

This time, there is no demon body, but every step is taken out, and a black lotus fire will appear at the foot.

It disappeared without a trace, but it caused the burning of the surrounding. Can't be close.

Without much effort, it will span ten miles.

At this time, his entire body, every movement, and every raise of his hand, is full of rhyme.

The air machine is converged and condensed to a point. Unchanging.

Harmony with one body, concealing the law of one.

The sword of the soul has been integrated into his own actions.

Not a few days ago. The sound of the beginning of the day.

But it is also very strong, even more fierce. Once the land was unimpeded, it was the flame. Before Baizhang.

In the latter case, there is also a sense of admiration. It is already a feeling that this time the situation is completely different from the previous days. [叶*子]【悠*悠】

"Interesting!"

Still a few days ago, it must be when Zong Shou went to ten feet before it was actually shot.

However, this moment, along with the flames of mind. There are countless runners at the moment, and they are now in front of them.

Different sizes and different powers can just seal the inside of this hundred feet. Every space.

All foreign objects entering this range can be crushed and crushed!

However, it does not include Zong Shou, and it broke into Wuzhang.

Break the wheel in front of you, a sword. Sword is one. Not moving. Anyway is the wheel of rebellion, and it cannot be borrowed.

A few swords that are plain and unpredictable, but they are overbearing and violent to the extreme.

For a moment, there was no delay, and it was ten feet before the flame.

The phantom mirror is opposite to this person, and Zong Shou is another sword. Still three thousand stars!

Behind the thunder wing and the wings of life and death, at the same time open, extending seven thousand feet.

At the foot of the seven-color lotus stand, nine giant tails, all vacated.

The suddenness of the sound, the momentum is introverted, and instantly turned to the extreme! Sounds and sorrows!

However, it is still Baoyuan Shouyi. Although there are thousands of rivers, there is only one place to return to the land!

Close to the feet, the flames are not flustered, but sneer. The hands are printed on the chest, and the huge wheel that covers the ten feet is in front of you.

On the other side of the wheel, there are countless gold and silver runes.

It seems to be a myriad of avenues and countless rules.

However, within this runner, it only symbolizes the way of rotation!

A few days ago, Zong Shou did not have a shock to this time.

However, it is only this time to force him to be truly cautious and to show his fundamental exercises.

Hey!

Jianguang and the smashing round of the cross, the waves are moving. Put all those black fog out.

The land of the hundred miles, like a dusty roll. Regardless of the earth and rock, it has turned into a real powder.

The huge wheel turned around, the **** sword light, but only gathered a little. Between the two, it was a time to stay together.

Zong Shou eyes focused, only the sword tip.

broken! Give me broken!

Every part of the body's strength is extracted and extracted. [] Every sword power is used to the extreme.

Going forward, not breaking! Also unbreakable!

Countless cutter wheels behind him suddenly condensed and came from behind.

Zong Shou did not look back, and the ten annihilation of the martial arts, but the spontaneous operation of the lord.

Fang Fang Baizhang, Jianqi Sensen, resisting the violent storm-like blade attack.

Zong Shouquan did not pay attention to it, and the illusion of the mirror was only the front door.

Constantly increase the force and then squeeze all the potential in the body.

The bones burst into a burst, and the half of the body, the scorpion, also ignited the flame.

However, at this time, the pair of sputum is also more painful.

It seems that the more blood is boiling, the more war is high. The ‘door’ is also the power of the blood, and the impact is even more powerful.

‘咔嚓’ was a loud bang, and there was a gap on the rim.

From then on, the entire round has continued to show up.

“Is this ready to press people? It’s really smart –”

Zong Shou is not deaf to the ears, after all, it is only a flame, a drop of blood.

The power contained is limited, and the fierce battle on the 10th has been consumed a lot.

This situation is also what he noticed yesterday.

So today, the strategy adopted by Zong Shou is to force the flames to compete with him.

At this moment, as long as the mother can get out of the prison, he can do whatever it takes.

What's more, isn't this a despicable strategy?

Jian Jin is still moving forward, and there is a sudden roar of the dragon shadow.

The ten-foot ship, can not stop the collapse of the trend, fell apart.

The flame is still the same, and the handprint changes. Another is the formation of a runner.

The technique of rotation can be reversed, although it is cracked. But this reversal wheel can still be returned to the original.

At the beginning, only three feet, but only instantly restored to the giant.

Discrete hernias, all back up,

That is the real spirit. Also quickly changed from weak to full,

Buddhism has the method of Nirvana, his technique of runners. But not inferior!

Therefore, whoever is responsible for this, it is difficult and difficult to really break this round!

However, I felt a sigh of blood. The source is just the younger generation of the younger generation.

The flameless look of the flames, only to see the face of Zongshou, is indifferent.

Only those eyes, open again. The redness is like blood, and there are countless bans.

It seems to be completely unconscious, and a sword is cut out!

He used the sword to the extreme. The sword is swaying, and the wheel of the Eight-footer is broken.

Can not help but slightly lost, feel the guard of this moment. It is simply one with the heavens and the earth.

It is as if the sword **** is in the world, and every time the sword light moves, it is in harmony with heaven.

Heaven and man sympathy?

The pupils of the flames shrank and got a little bit of understanding. This is a sincere thought and a high war. Entered the realm of enlightenment?

Looking at the shackles of Zong Shou, it really has changed. Familiar with the incompatibility and blood inheritance that can no longer be familiar, but it also contains a bit of heaven and earth.

The gaze is stunned, and the flame is still a smashing wheel before gathering.

But still being the blood sword, a sword is broken! Decisive decision. No water and no water.

The flames of the flames are cold and still continue.

But re-condense, then break!

The sword is falling, it seems to be the sword of the **** of invincibility.

Ten times in a row, the last ten-foot roulette was also smashed.

Then the sword of the sect, directly swept, cut to the head of the flame.

The flames smashed the eyebrows and finally took a step back.

Then the eyes are complicated and look at the feet.

Actually lost -

At this time, Zong Shou is once again stepping into the gate.

At this moment, Zong Shou’s idea of ​​focusing on the ultimate is finally distracted.

At the same time, he withdrew from the epiphany of the day.

But there is no regret, but on the surface, it is full of happiness from the bottom of my heart.

Won!

In the tenth day, I worked hard, and finally I managed to get into this door!

Immediately, he looked at him again, and looked coldly at the opposite flame.

He is a good winner, but this flameless holy deity, will it be promised?

Even the life and death of his sects are in this way. What about the promise of this district?

This feeling is really uncomfortable.

The mind that is the best of the martial arts is more solid.

Because of too much worry in my heart, I forgot for a moment, the pain in my eyes, and the heart, once stronger than a strong drum and beat.

At this time, the millions of runes in the **** have gradually condensed into one.

And this moment, around the gate, all the black fog, all the power of dying. They are burning and disappearing.

The desire is not neglected, and I always look at Zong Shou’s eyes, and then I look at the slightest dagger.

"Today is what you won -"

Zong Shou’s heart is slightly loose, but he can only listen to his desires and sneer.

"But the old man, but wants to go back! The foreword is invalid."

Looking at it, it seems to say that even if I don't keep promises. How can you be an ant in a district?

When Zong Shou Li was only aware of a bomb in the brain, the forehead was bursting.

The eyelid is even more, and then slams. The millions of runes in the eyes, at an alarming rate, quickly merged into one.

Both are bloody, like jade. Look closely, it seems as if there are two vortexes in black and white.

The demon and the extraordinary beauty ~lightnovelpub.net~ The flames immediately feel a sense, intuition, these tens of thousands of miles of the world of imprisonment, are shaking slightly.

I only feel that my heart is awkward, as if I have broken into a world full of fire.

Immediately, I was shocked. Looking at this situation, it is clear that the change is imminent!

Distance is complete, only one step!

But this is not finished, can you have such a supernatural power? To make him such a glimpse into the world, almost to the illusion of annihilation?

The body seems to be aware of it, and a brilliance is volleyed into the body of the ‘extreme flame’.

Then the next point is out, it is still light and unpowerful. However, the eyebrows in the middle of the sect, making it faint again.

Putting this boy in his hands, he couldn't help but shook his head slightly, and then he felt the distance, a clear watery look. (Welcome to your support is my greatest motivation.)