Chapter 1572 Come out

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  The words of the young blood dragon seemed to pinch the throat of Xiaoxiang Yanyu City.

  Yes, your reinforcements are awesome, I can’t beat them, but I can hold them! When my resistance is over, your reinforcements have to leave, then next. . . You are dead!

   Hanhai Chaoyi had never thought that this blood dragon would be so strong at first. This also stems from the lack of understanding of the top monster clan, and also from the increase in physical fitness controlled by the blood refining aura controlled by this monster.

  How awesome the blood refining body is, but compared with him, it's just a little bit inferior.

  This is an accident. Hanhai Chaoyi cannot control and cannot predict, but the future result is undesirable and very bad.

Since the big guy is a big guy, he is naturally very respected every day. He was so angry that he was so underhanded. He paused and suddenly turned the palm of his hand. The palm of the palm was ignited with golden light, and the palm of the palm ignited a fire. The huge Buddha light seal.

   "Monster, Zhu!"

This palm is scary, this sentence, the young blood dragon did not care about that palm. After hearing this sentence, he was suddenly stung by something. The insensibleness and perversion that originally belonged to a child or a teenager suddenly became perverted. Biting anger.

   "Monster, should I kill if I am a monster?!"

   "You want to kill me, what can't I do if I want to kill you!"

  The blood dragon roared, the spirit of refining blood was thriving and terrifying, and the dragon's head opened its mouth and spit out a huge bead.

   Nest in the house and secretly observe the Qin Yu outside. Look at it, fucking! Isn't this the essence of blood refining beads? The one trapped by the chain? ! !

  At this moment, Jiaojiao was about to sneak out of the city, and dug a mouse hole under the city wall. He felt it and looked up.

   "No, you have to be exposed!"

  Why does Jiaojiao feel this way?

  Because he and Qin Yu are natal, at this time, after the blood-refining origin was sacrificed by the blood dragon, he had a big palm with the Buddha!

   When it was first time. . . The Buddha's big palm was broken, but it seemed that both sides were injured.

  When this burst. . . Qin Yu, who is also a blood refining body, almost vomited blood, but she held it back, but with this holding back, the blood refining body that was surging and collapsing in the body was suppressed.

If    is suppressed, it does not mean that it has never fluctuated.

  Qin Yu was surprised, grabbed everything, and looked carefully at Liu Ruye outside.

  If Liu did not respond, he was still going through the catastrophe, what about the blood dragon?

  The blood dragon also seems to be unresponsive, because it is seriously injured!

  It’s a good thing that he was seriously injured, but it’s bad. . . The teleportation formation in the city lord's mansion of Xiaoxiang Yeyu City has begun to reverse, meaning that it will forcibly call people back.

  It's over, once the boss is gone, this blood dragon can't open it and kill it!

  The cultivators in the city are going crazy, a mess of spinelessness, trying to escape, the spineless ones jumped up with swords.

   "Everyone!"

  "Group attack!"

  "To defend the dignity of my human monks!"

"kill!"

  The monk, regardless of the level of cultivation, floating in the sky, controlling the treasure with the sword, and fighting in groups.

  The blood dragon bathed in blood, rising up to the sky and howling, with madness and fierceness.

  Han Hai Chaoyi was in the crowd, without any hesitation, and directly led the people to let go and win with fate!

  In the distance, the seven sons of Dongting and Sect Master Broken Feather were overjoyed when they saw this scene.

  They wish that their powerful neighbor, Xiaoxiang Yeyucheng, would be destroyed like Dongting Mansion. At the worst, they would have to lose a lot. It would be better to die a city lord!

  This is not an unattainable delusion, the eyes of Sect Master Broken Feather flashed viciously.

However. . . what is that?

Sect Master Broken Feather suddenly felt a sharp and cold sword aura, coming from a distance, passing from the front, when he saw it at first glance. It has passed.

After   , your eyes want to chase the place where it disappeared, only to find that it is already far away, above the vast and brilliant city. . .

  One sword is bleak, one sword is lonely.

  Between the large number of monks who rushed into the city and the blood dragon who rushed outside the city.

  One sword.

The battle of    was intercepted.

  The blood dragon gave up dealing with these monks, instead using the dragon's claws to grab this sword.

  Dragon, the hardest place is undoubtedly the dragon claw, the dragon claw grabs the flying sword.

   is a battle between swords and dragon claws, and also a game between sharpness and sharpness.

  Many monks could only hear the crunch of beads and jade.

  Then it is the meaning of extreme cold pouring out like an avalanche after the collapse, and the flying snow in the sky.

  In the flying snow, the blood dragon remained domineering, and the blood splashed everywhere. The blood fell on the flying snow, quenched the ice, dyed red, and had a certain sense of beauty.

  Its dragon claw grabbed the flying sword, and the blood dragon screamed into the distance.

"come out!"

   Even if there is no shout, people are coming.

  Flying snow condensed, ice-like characters.

  The jade hairpin is lightly beamed, and a blue silk is flying in the wind. This is an extremely beautiful person, surpassing the beauty of male and female, like a mountain of ice and snow falling into the mortal dust.

  The clothes of mortal dust, wearing a green gown, like home clothes just after a bath.

  He looked at the blood dragon with a sharp aura and said nothing.

  Blood Dragon: "Who are you? Why beat me?"

  He always has a child-like direct communication, not like a human monk who likes routine greetings.

  "Wufei, Guchen."

  "I'm coming to my apprentice."

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  Before Guchen came, before the young blood dragon came.

  The city is not messy everywhere. The western suburbs are the most mixed place. There are all kinds of people, messy, and there are many people like "killing Matt" people, all kinds of mess.

  Xie Shuling and Yun Chuxiu came to find the dark wizard early in the morning. She was a noble girl since she was a child, and she practiced very smoothly.

   "You mentioned this person a few days ago, and you have been running around shopping for things these days. You brought me here today. I thought it was a good place, so messy."

  Jie Shuling actually doesn’t admit that she has a little control over her face. She will be more tolerant towards people who look good, as well as for places.

   Yun went out of Xiu’s leisurely courtyard and glanced at her lightly, “I said that I didn’t want to go shopping with me, but I bought more things than me in the end. Is it because of the more money?”

  This silly girl is rich, and everyone in the Great Qin State knows that, after all, she is the most beloved young daughter of the Great Qin State Lord, and the annual "salary" given to her by Wu Que is not enough for other people's pocket money.

  So Jie Shuling's cultivation base has improved quickly, and many people feel sour. They feel that this is piled up with money, and they don't recognize her talent and hard work.

  Of course, it never needs anyone to admit it.

   "I... I am not watching you buy too much for fear of embarrassment..."

  While chatting, Yun Chuxiu led the Wudi disciples through the crooked alleys, and finally saw the dark wizard in a dilapidated thatched cottage.

  To Xie Shuling’s surprise, the dark wizard was actually a young man.

  Young, pale face, like a sick ghost.

   Those eyes were gloomy.

   After they entered the door, he glanced at them and rolled his eyes.

  "The royal children come to my small place and do what they do, a bunch of people will give you their lives."

  Xie Shuling didn’t like him so much. After coming in, she curled her lips and said, "Of course I came to you for fortune-telling. What does it have to do with life?"

  Black Wizard: "There are people who are rich, and there are people who can help you with everything they want to find out. Isn’t that more reliable than my sick ghost?"

  His black and white eyes are full of mockery.

  As if to see through and understand the thoughts of Shu Ling just now.

  (End of this chapter)