Murdering Heaven Edge

Chapter 510: Maori

Li Zhu because he is still Li Zhu, so he chose to leave, he is evil, he is scum, he is a real scum, but he is not stupid, he knows his own weight. Please search for the most complete! Knowing that it is here, it is not the place where he is wild. So he left without hesitation.

Li Zhu, who lived from the retreat, naturally made the whole person outside the sky happy. The tears of the sorrowful ancestors of the heavens almost fell.

Anyway, finally, their people are alive and back from inside.

Moreover, the people who come out are still the few masters outside the sky.

No matter how other people look at it, but in this group of bitterness in the sky, Li Zhu is their most powerful genius outside the sky!

The future will also lead the world to a higher and farther place.

However, the news brought back by Li Zhu quickly made these ancestors of the extraterrestrial grief look even more bitter.

"Everyone else is dead."

“There is a stranger in the market.”

"According to my understanding, it should be a problem with air transport."

"It is almost impossible for people who are not lucky enough to live out from there."

"Yes, those other sects who have not gone far, have died inexplicably."

"I think that there should be such a situation in the lonely city, the sword and the flying fairy."

Li Zhuyu said a lot of things, except that he did not say anything about the swallowing of the soul of Si Konglang, and he did not hide anything else. Guiqiu Baidu, 潶*眼*歌

After all, swallowing Shi Konglang’s broken soul is already his biggest secret. Even his father will not say anything, let alone others.

"That... Did you see Qin Xiao?" The ancestors of the lonely city, the color of despair in the blind. I can't believe it, their people would be so unlucky.

"Qin Xiao... I saw him." Li Zhu looked at the ancestors of the lonely city, his eyes were a bit strange, but did not let others notice what came out.

"How is he?" asked the ancestors of the lonely city.

"When I saw him, he was very good." Li Zhu said, and said.

He couldn't say that he had seen through the fact that Qin Xiao was taken away. Otherwise, Qin Xiao would never let him go once he came alive. He is an evil guy, but he doesn't want to provoke a madman. That Maori, in the memory of Si Konglang, is a real madman, but also a pure Mozu.

As for what kind of changes will be brought to the lonely city after Qin Xiao’s coming out, then what about his Li Zhu’s fart?

"He's fine, he's fine." The ancestors of the lonely city retired with pain and didn't even want to explore too many things from Li Zhu.

Because he has heard the results.

The vast majority of people are dead in the market, there is no reason, no reason can be found.

Returning to the market is still the return to the market!

Ten dead and murderous land!

A bitter ancestor outside the sky, looking at Li Zhudao: "You guessed something wrong."

Li Zhu is a little bit stunned.

The ascetic ancestor said: "A sword and a disciple of Feixian are alive and returning a dozen!"

"What?" Li Zhu suddenly was shocked: "When I went in, I wanted to kill Chu Mo, and I was stopped by a sword and Fei Xian. We played a game, then Chu Mo appeared... That guy is very strong. I don’t think the odds are too big, I just left, and I never saw them again."

"You are doing right, the mission of the grown-up, although not completed, but you are finally alive and returning from the market. As for the Chu Mo, there is still a chance to kill!" The hard work of the heavens said lightly.

Li Zhu nodded and flashed a glimmer of light in his eyes. He already knew the truth of the world, killing Chu Mo... Is there any difficulty?

.........

Qin Xiao was looking for in the market, stopping from time to time and deliberating what he was doing. Then, rub the sweat on the forehead again, and screamed in his mouth: "Damn... too weak, the human beings are really too weak! Even the monks can't count. This broken body... ...It’s a failure, but fortunately, the body of Sikonglang’s idiots is not good.”

"However, it is a bit strange that the guy of Sikonglang, the soul has been seriously damaged in the past, he is not a normal death ... actually can still win a human being, it is considered a big bargain for him." Qin Xiao said Looking at it, not far away, an insignificant small earthen bag, and then wiped a cold sweat on the forehead, twitching at the corner of his mouth and retreating toward the distance.

There is also a word in the mouth: "Sin... sin, this adult, you should not see me, put me as a fart, it is... cough, small is not intended to come here."

While saying, while retreating to the distance, until the exit of dozens of miles, Qin Xiao was relieved and sat down on the ground, muttering: "It is too complicated to return to the market, and there are crises everywhere. My calculation, that little unicorn... should be near here, damn, she was ran away in the past, and now she finally smells her breath, must catch her! Refine her... I can get Kirin blood, then, can also get incredible power! Although this is the human world, but I will use the shortest time, back to heaven, hehehe!"

In the mouth of Qin Xiao, there was a cold laughter, but there was no smile on his face.

At this time, his eyes suddenly fell on a broken building, which used to be a small temple.

But now, almost no shape can be seen.

It can only be inferred from the residual bricks and tiles.

Qin Xiao's eyes were staring at him, his hands were quickly and quickly printed, and then suddenly pointed at it.

Hey!

The sound of water droplets dripping into the water sounded.

A faint light, from the hands of Qin Xiao, directly shot over the broken small temple.

puff!

In Qin Xiao’s mouth, suddenly a blood spouted.

"It's too weak... damn, it's a waste!" Qin Xiao said.

But as he rushed through the light, the small temple that was originally incompletely broken, suddenly seemed to be pulled down a layer of camouflage, directly revealing a quaint and vicissitude temple!

"Hehehe...that's here!" Qin Xiao said, stepping on the small temple and groaning in his mouth: "Little Kirin, are you coming back to take your inheritance? Unfortunately, all this, I want to belong to my Maori, ah no... belongs to my Qin Xiao, hehehehe."

The cold laughter continued to emerge from Qin Xiao’s mouth.

A young unicorn that was sealed with blood power was weak enough to be vulnerable.

Although Maori is not the magical demon of the year, but he wants to deal with such a small unicorn, it is still no problem, there is no pressure.

Soon, he walked to the door of the small temple, and then began to look at the awe-inspiring mouth, his hands are constantly making strange handprints.

Just then, a cold and cold thought fell from the sky. Turn into a word and directly rush into Qin Xiao...that is, the spirit of Maori is in the sea.

"Roll!" (To be continued.)

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