The night feathers are full of incomprehensible eyes. After avoiding Bai Zhixuan’s attack, he kneels in the same place and looks down at his jade hand.

I remembered all the previous things in my mind, and the night feathers suddenly slammed my mind, and some people calculated themselves!

And he actually unknowingly got the other side's plan!

Looking up at Bai Jinyi, the night feathers are so heavy.

"Night feathers! Jin Yi regards you as a treasure, even because you do not hesitate to argue with the elders, I can't think of an assassin is you!" Bai Zhixuan single-fingered the night feathers, face.

Several elders looked at the night feathers and their faces were extremely unsatisfactory. The performance of these nights in the Danwang Conference has been recognized by several elders. Now, these elders look at the night feathers only look hostile!

For a time, all the spears pointed to the night feathers.

If the gaze can kill people, I am afraid that Yu Yu has died several times.

The night feathers look around and have been surrounded by hundreds of Yao Wang disciples. These people are weak and have eight levels of spirits, including the spirits of the nine-order and Huang Ling realms.

The most powerful is the elders in front of them, the elders of Yao Wanggu, the weakest is Huang Lingfeng!

Not to mention those tower owners, the most important is the realm of mystery.

The situation is in full swing. In the eyes of Bai Jinyi, there is only horror. Without tenderness, it is so straightforward to look at the night feathers.

Suddenly, several people broke through the crowd and quickly jumped into the field.

Hey.

The black wind days, black yarn, and stone blue directly jumped to the side of the night feathers, each facing a direction, and the night feathers were guarded in the center.

"Master, these people count us."

On the breeze day, the small eyes slid around and left, and the corners of the mouth showed a trace of shackles. One palm had become dark.

Although Shi Qing and the black yarn have no words, they are all released and ready to be shot.

Although I know that there are several mysterious powerhouses and even a few strong spirits, the three have no hesitation.

After the black gauze shoulders, the gray wings slightly trembled, and the silky smoldering continued to overflow, and the cold eyes examined the surroundings.

Shi Qing's body has also covered red crystals, as if wearing a armor, exudes blood.

The black wind in the celestial body is already running wildly. Only when someone attacks, the sky will control the surrounding gravity for the first time and fight for the escape time.

That's right, the three people rushed over and the purpose was clear, and they gave the night feathers a time to escape.

In the face of mysterious spirits and strong spirits, several people know the enemy!

A few elders in Yaowang’s eyes were full of coldness, and the three elders who were headed were low-pitched, and the palms slowly raised: “Come on, take the assassin’s night feathers.”

"Slow!" Bai Jinyi suddenly made a noise.

Bai Jinyi’s face is full of gloom, and there is even a trace of anger. “Three elders, I have a few words to ask her.”

The three elders looked at Bai Jinyi and looked at the night feathers and nodded slowly.

Bai Jinyi's face was pale, and he had a strong spirit. The corner of his mouth brought a smile of self-deprecating, step by step toward the night feathers.

"White son, certainly someone is framed by Master!" Blocked in the black wind in front of the night feathers in the eyes of an anxious, no one knows more than the day of the night feathers to Bai Jinyi how much.

Once innumerable times, Tian Li saw the night feathers holding Bai Jinyi to send her tokens in a corner, at this time...

The black wind eagerly looked at the white Jinyi, which was approaching, and the black jade hand surged, and hesitated in the heart to shoot now.

"Day vertical." The night feathers chilled and sounded, indicating that the sky was letting aside.

The self-deprecating of Bai Jinyi’s mouth is more intense, and the star is staring at the night feathers, and the thin lips are creeping: “Why...”