The former effect is simply a chicken rib for Su Yi, but it can be used to quickly refine the demon, just like the martial arts tailored for yourself.

The palm of the hand unconsciously rubbed the ten rounds of the smooth and rounded demon sect in his arms, and Su Yi suddenly tilted his eyes.

Look at the inside of the treasure chest, next to it is a demon of the demon sect.

Su Yi loves to slap back and touch the demon, and puts it into his own pocket. He said, "It’s really good to thank this demon door, these two things are perfect!"

When the demon came into his arms, Su Yi suddenly felt a very familiar feeling embracing himself.

It’s not like the magical demon that has just hidden a lot of energy inside.

Haoran's ancient monsters are incredibly energetic, without a bit of fierce feeling, and the sound of a white **** is flashing in the heart.

"My demon! Su Yi, thank you for taking it back!"

I don't want to, this is the demon of the **** of white gods! Su Yi looked solemn and focused on nodding.

If you refine your demon, you will also give it back to the **** of whiteness.

Looking to the right, there is also a medicinal herb, Su Yi, who is extremely sensitive to the soul, slowly covering the body with the breath.

The whole mouth was rounded up and it had not been closed for a long time. Su Yi said with amazement: "Tianpin's first step?"

The nine-turning refining Shen Dan on the rehearsal of the soul of the soul is also the first stage of the original product, but it has such a magical effect.

Putting the medicinal herbs under the nasal scent, Su Yideng feels the scent of the medicinal herbs, which is clear and blue.

Feel free to explore the breath on it, Su Yi will know that there is a terrible medicinal energy.

If you can completely take it by yourself, Su Yi can't imagine how he will have a leaps and bounds!

"This trip to the magical devil is too rich!"

Su Yi mouth gently trembled, looking at the faint medicinal hairspring, satisfied.

Now Su Yi just wants to go out and find a place to practice quietly and smoothly.

Turning around and looking at the last thing, Su Yi slammed the hole slightly.

By relying on the right side of this Dan body, the volume is twice as large as the white and white **** of the demon, filled with a desolate ancient atmosphere.

"What is this?" Su Yi can't explain it, the iron soul? I can’t tell you why.

"White God? Are you still there?" Su Yi suddenly remembered that the Voldemort strong is the bead obtained from the belly of the White God.

Iron soul? Shake his head and tell Su Yi Bai Shen that God has completely disappeared, the remnant soul has been exhausted, and it has been completely absorbed by the Tianyuan demon.

"This white pipa is also loyal to the love of Duanmu Qingtian! Keep it forever!"

Su Yi’s heart was awkward, and Bai Yu’s **** gave Duanmu Qingtian’s things to himself. At the moment, the demon was also found.

The last remedy of the white **** disappeared between the heavens and the earth. When I think of it, Su Yi’s heart is inexplicable, and it’s not a taste.

"With your demon and talent inheritance, I will help you find the seniors!"

To clean up the mood, Su Yi sucked his nose slightly and had previous experience.

The singularity of the singularity of the squadrons is running, and the same sorrows of the heavens and the earth are surging from the inside of the body space, and a glimmer of light shines in Su Yi’s eyes.

Stretched his hand to the white jade ball, and Su Yi’s eyes immediately showed countless pictures in the flash.

"Qingtian Gongzi, let's go first! The boundaries of the beads will not be thought of in my belly!" Bai Haolong sent a message to Duanmu Qingtian.

A white man wins the snow, and the man of the middle-aged British spirit sighs and glances at the white god.

He bit his teeth and flew away in the sky, leaving only the white gods and dozens of faces opposite.

"Little Xiaolong still dared to get in the way!" The leader of the strong violent anger, seeing Duanmu Qingtian fleeing, his heart angered.

Su Yi's eyes are illusory, and his memory is awkward. He can't really see it. He only sees a strong man, and he dances in the golden dragon.

The diffuse gold pattern is like a hot sun, and the fierce violent violent violent impact on the abdomen of the white **** under the sound of dragons.

The white dragonfly is like a small snake, which is shot backwards. When the ground moves between the mountains, it quickly smashes a small mountain.

The gravel swelled, the mountain winds burst into a wave of space, and the leader of the leader screamed and screamed, then took everyone to the position where Optima was.

The crowd disappeared above the void, and a savvy old man hurriedly came under the white god, took out a double-hook holy device, and took out the demon and white jade beads.

Su Yideng understands that this white jade bead still contains the memory of the white god.

Looking at the strong demon squatting under the body, Su Yi suddenly felt an inexplicable impulse and the pain of immersive.

Through the broken memories, Su Yi finally knows that it is no wonder that the Demon Gate is not willing to say which family it is.

"Dare to love these families are involved!"

From the memories of the shackles, among the dozens of figures, Su Yi seems to have seen the figure of the holy mountain, the Tianlong sect, and the Shenhumen, and can not help but take a sigh of relief.

"The five major families, the top forces together to kill Duanmu Qingtian? He is doing something!"

Su Yi really can't figure it out. Duanmu Qingtian claims that the genius of the Tianmen Palace has been enchanting for a thousand years. In the end, it has led to the secret pursuit of countless powerful people.

"hiss!"

In the blink of an eye, the white light in front of Su Yi flashed back again, and suddenly Su Yi saw the blurred front, a ray of light, like a pavilion.

Sensitively aware of the whole picture of this pavilion, Su Yi knows that the location of the pavilion is far away, and may not even be in Youzhou.

There is a little connection with the Magical Devils Building, but there is no connection between them. Su Yi’s heart is suddenly swaying.

Like a soul, the hand-held domain beads fluttered to the top of the pavilion, just like a breeze.

Leisurely fell on the top of the building, the breeze brags, a strong original force will make Su Yi a big push.

Invisible, without the slightest substantial Su Yi, can not use the vitality, eagerly, the boundary beads released a fierce atmosphere.

Feet are like roots, Su Yi brows wrinkled, only to see the fog rising in front of the eyes, the place where the gods shrouded.

A white figure appeared, and the clouds were opened, and Su Yi stepped forward.

Suddenly the whole world became extremely desolate, and the earth was filled with ridiculous atmosphere.

The incomparably dry air instantly gives Su Yi a feeling of being trapped in the throat. It can only be seen from afar, and it is impossible to go one step further.

The white figure just stood on the cracked brown rock in the distance. When Su Yi was seen, the corner of his mouth was smiling, and the corners of his eyes were finely wrinkled, which was obviously an old man with a slight vicissitude.

From the eyebrows of Jianmei, this old man is also a handsome and talented young man with a handsome face!