The icy icy and the whirlpool of Jinlong Shenwei spread rapidly throughout the venue, and the rich heaven and earth energy to tear the space cracks into one.

"Father, that woman should kill!" The young boy behind Long Yao was dignified and murderous again broke out.

Long Hao held his hand and his head was high, but his eyes were overflowing with a look of excitement.

"Cang Er, the Van Gogh Temple is pursuing the Xeon! There are not enough powerful enemies, why prove that you are standing at the peak of this continent?"

The face of Long Cang changed, and the blood of the black and white eyes gradually faded away, and the light flashed.

"The son understands!" Long Cang nodded.

Long Hao looked at the ice-blue clear shadow that had been dispersed with interest, and said Shen Sheng.

"Cang Er, there is a hunch for the father, that Su Yi may be the strongest enemy of your life!"

In this sentence, Long Hao has not named Su Yi is the strongest enemy of this dragon.

Hearing the words, Long Cang was a little excited, and the blue veins screamed low: "Father, the son will not put the ants in his eyes!"

Long Hao gently twisted his head, and the dawn suddenly became fierce and fierce, and the overwhelming horror spread.

"A person who pays attention to the whole audience is not ordinary! You can still smash the tree!"

The two turbulences, no one found, hidden in the eyes of the dragon, there is a slight undetectable fluctuation.

The Da Yao Mountain Range, which has no large martial arts, is particularly quiet.

In the magical cave, the **** moon is stunned, and there are no ones in the hundred miles.

Lonely wind and dust blew the gravel from the ground, and several silver armor konjac patrolled the cracked land.

The black-red nose fluttered on the ground, and in the distance it was a mysterious white mist.

Looking up at the blood fog that had not been scattered for a long time in the sky, the scales of the silver armor konjac trembled slightly.

The little beads and black scorpions are full of strange brilliance, and the wind blows, and the silver armor konjac seems to feel a dangerous atmosphere.

"Hey!"

The elf's general eyeballs kept slamming and slowly descending toward the buildings in the white mist.

"boom!"

A fierce blast sounded, and then the horrible atmosphere swayed the ripples of the entire space.

Absolute momentum is like a sea of ​​anger, and at the touch of the fire, these silver armor konjac are heavily thrown on the ground.

The hard outer shell protects the silver armor konjac, but the changes in the space rules still make these little monsters stunned.

Highly raised a small head, a cluster of lightning on the ground, and the group quickly rushed to the distance.

"Oh!"

The magical sorrows in the white mist seem to be illusory, and they are far from real.

Under the huge attack just now, it seems that it has not been affected.

Through the white mist, the magical tower hidden in it becomes more and more depressed, although the white jade ladder is above the spot.

But the desolate breath made people feel like they poured a pot of cold water and trembled.

At the top of the Magical Devil's House, it is very different from the entire Great Demon Mountain. It is rich and full of heaven and earth energy, full of mystery.

A figure in Tsing Yi is closing his eyes, his hands and hands are condensed, placed on his knees and breathing long.

The turbulent atmosphere surrounds the whole body, and above the lustrous body, there are countless tiny apertures, like mysterious runes.

A few gods shrouded, and the surrounding air was arranged a little bit. The strong force could hear the sound of the wind and thunder, like the sound of the heavens passing through the ancient times.

In front of Su Yi, the demon treasure box on the high platform is emitting a dazzling brilliance, like the secret of a veteran who is curious with his eyes.

"A very strange boy, actually can have such a powerful force!" The old demon stunned inexplicably, and his mouth was amazed.

Su Yi, mixed with the singularity of the singularity and the sorrowful spirit of the sorcerer, is like a god, and the gods are shrouded, very mysterious.

Su Yi’s long-standing injuries have relied on the recovery of spiritual fluids and medicinal herbs. This time the external rules have changed and cannot go out, just to recover the injuries in the body.

The voyeuristic mind, like the porch of the stars, exudes the radiance of the scorpion, from the body to the flesh and blood, constantly becoming more powerful and powerful under the nourishment of the sect.

"Hey!"

The faint sound of the explosion rang through the top floor, and the breath of Su Yi became more awkward with the changes in the energy of the heavens and the earth.

"call!"

I don't know if it was a day or a day, Su Yi finally opened his eyes, and his clear eyes did not contain any impurities, just like a newborn.

The lustrous skin is like warm jade. After tempering, Su Yi's ancient and skin are more solid, and under the radiance of the light, the light is shining.

For a long time, there was no such so refreshing Su Yi, and the heart shouted loudly, sitting on the ground, and the green robe trembled, like the dust of debris.

"Hey!"

The left and right necks were slightly twisted, and Su Yi stood up and stretched out a big lazy waist. The turbidity in his mouth spurted out.

"Huo!"

Su Yi, who has a deep heart and a spirited spirit, bursts into the eye with a breath of light, and the breath passes through the top floor and is ejected back.

Su Yi's brow wrinkled, his body's injury has recovered, but the outer space rules seem to have not stopped.

With both hands tightly gripped, Su Yi looked at the whirlpool of the imaginary sea of ​​the sea and filled it to the extreme.

In the sea of ​​gods, two drops of extremely pure Xuan Ling Huosheng are exuding mysterious brilliance.

Next to the second drop, several tiny liquid powders wrap around each other and appear to be intimate.

Su Yi knows that this is the rhythm that the third porch has to open.

Originally, the cultivation of the Taixu Shenhai was much more complicated than others.

The surprisingly fascinating Shenhai gave Su Yiyuan the extraordinary reserves of ordinary people, and also allowed Su Yi's cultivation to promote more resources and time than others.

Nowadays, the restrictions of the entrance are added, which makes Su Yi's practice path more difficult.

However, Su Yi’s heart is more convinced, and he has a hard work and a great harvest.

I am afraid that this mysterious spirit is really cultivated, and I can really make myself change my life!

"It's time to start practicing!" Looking at the undulating space fluctuations outside the window, Su Yi made up his mind and took the opportunity to practice!

Before the breakthrough, Su Yi knows that after the first entrance, each porch corresponds to a small level of cultivation.

If you want to upgrade to the next level, you must first have the spirit of being too full of imaginary seas. After expanding to the critical point, you can use the tremendous power to open the entrance.

A porch, a small level, a fire liquid.

"This spirit has not been used yet!" Su Yi eyes burning, staring at the crystal red liquid in the body.

When the war was on the official Shen Zhuo, Su Yi did not want to use Xuan Ling Huo Li, this is his own killer for the Tianfeng qualifying war.

Coupled with the new soul skills, after you improve and repair, you can guarantee to win a good position in the second game.