There should be no anger and anger, and in the wind, there should be some distortion in the face, and the hook will hang on the night.

If anyone knows, this is the first time in my life that I have a fire on the night.

Suddenly, the face corresponds to the rage of the endless, the night recalls the lips, and finally begins to compromise, the atmosphere of the water blue has converged.

Looking at the storms in the sky, the golden dragon shadows roaring through the sky, the Yun family, the Lei family, the Wandao sword league and the dragon family are killing you.

Night memories instantly breathe a sigh of relief, looking back at Su Yi in the mountains, the two separated from each other, the night recalled the face slightly cold, nodded.

"But I still have to do it. I must get it when I die!"

The night recalled the sharp eyes and glanced at Su Yi, and immediately the ice blue wind was rising again and rushed into the battle circle.

The figure is like electricity, and the night memory has already brought out the strength of the half-step Yuantian. All the hands are on the waves, and they are moving toward a huge array of fire and light. "Well, I want to tear it up." You stink!"

"Come on, stinky girls, today we will die and die!"

In the fierce hurricane, the fire screamed and screamed, and the redness and fire of the emptiness of the Zhou dynasty plunged down, and the power was soaring, and also went to the night to recall the rush!

"I will also help you!" The eyes of the solitary city dribbled and turned, compared to the impulse of night memories and annihilation, the solitary city will naturally be measured before Su Yi and Long Yu.

Now all of their strongest people are suppressing Su Yi in the Wanshan Jianshan, and hundreds of thousands of disciples can't participate in this level. The solitary city is like a lonely army. The dragon family's things let them handle it themselves. All that is to be done is to be independent.

Immediately, the Solitary City took the initiative to ask for it, rushed to the night memory, the three fight together!

"Hey!"

Swords and dust, water and fire!

In the eyes of many extreme tensions, the homes of the three family members fought fiercely, and the energy storm of destruction destroyed and smashed, destroying the energy of heaven and earth.

However, all those who are onlookers are repaired with low flesh and blood tears, impaired meridians, and even worse, they fainted directly on the spot.

Soon, the whole void has become the battle circle of the family war, the scene is extremely chaotic!

"Booming!"

In the middle of the mountain, Su Yi’s whole heart is in turmoil. The night memories and the eyes that are endless are extremely strange. Now the sky has turned into five melee battles.

Looking at the void, the clouds are inextricably linked to the dragons. At this moment, I want to rush out and kill the dragon!

"call!"

His eyes kept watching the battle above the void, and the dragon was pulled away from the clouds. He was so tired that Su Yi could feel that the magic in his body had begun to be suppressed.

Sure enough, the magic in the body is related to the dragon!

That seems to be the red magic of Akasaka, the **** wash of the city must be the hand of Long Hao!

"Dragon, I want to kill you!" Su Yi angered.

Suddenly, Su Yi silk confronted, Tianyuan demon at this moment once again madly running up, 澎湃 瀚 瀚 瀚 瀚 冲击 冲击 冲击 冲击 冲击 瀚 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

"Hey!"

In the dim, Su Yi tried again and again, until his hands were bloody, and the internal organs began to hurt, still no fruit!

This is a million-year-old Jianyi Mountain Peak, not to mention the suppression of hundreds of the strongest strongmen of the Wandao Jianmeng, and it is Su Yi who can break free!

Sitting alone next to Shangguan Tianchen, Su Yi's mouth began to slowly shed blood, a kind of trepidation and sudden death in the heart, looked up, Su Yi admitted that he was a little big!

The brain is getting heavier and heavier, and a sense of dizziness of death begins to spread on the spirit. Su Yi suddenly feels that the pressure of Wanshan Jianshan has begun to change.

The pressure of the 5,000-year-old is getting heavier and heavier. It seems that because of this war, the pressure of 5,000 baht began to rise sharply.

"Six thousand!"

"Seven thousand!"

I don't know if it is Wanhua Jianshan's own change, or Wandao Jianmeng wants to kill himself.

In the darkness of the tide, Su Yi is still doing the final counterbalance. It didn't take long for Su Yi to feel that the tiger's body began to open up, and when it reached the seven thousand, it was already the same intensity as the storm of time and space!

Bloody and bloody, terrible!

"Abominable, can't get out!" His eyes began to provoke anxious anger, staring at the battle between heaven and earth, Su Yi would like to know, Liu Ruoxi, Du Gu Yu Mo and Situ Muyang how.

At this time, looking at the horrible Tianwei trembles above the sky, under the strong and violent blast, the whole space except the Wanjian Jianshan, all the buildings have been turned into powder, and there are thousands of miles deep. Gully, it makes people feel shocked!

"The pressure of Jianshan is rising!" The solitary rain ink spurted out a blood, hands on the ground, through the crystal blue eyes, the face of the solitary rain is full of shock.

"Su Yi, I want to save Su Yi!"

Sitting up, Liu Ruoxi’s eyes are stunned.

At the moment, she still has a solitary rain and ink lying in the ravine at the same time, covered with scars, but they still care about this.

Liu Ruoxi knows clearly that today, whether it is in the middle of the cloud or the dragon won, at that time, Su Yi has long been dead, and Situ Muyang was also controlled by the solitary hatred. Only Su himself can save Su Yi.

"But how can I save him, how can I save him!"

Like a roaring, Liu Ruo picked up his fist and squatted on the Wanshan Jianshan. The fierce Jianfeng instantly shredded the skin of the jade, and the blood was dripping.

His eyes trembled, and the solitary rain slowly stood up and looked at the painful Liu Ruojun. The solitary rain ink looked at the sky and the night again, the solitude of the war!

The desperate smile hangs in the corner of the mouth. The ruins in front of me are their own ancestral gates.

Today's farce is all because of myself. Why do you want Su Yi and Ruoqiang to fall into such a situation for such a sinister hypocrisy!

"Why, what am I doing!"

The teardrops of the solitary rain and ink smashed down, and the foot trembled backwards, and then spewed a **** fog.

In my mind, the solitary rain ink remembered last night, and Su Yi walked on the tree-lined path, which was the first time I felt the beauty of life and the taste of my lover.

Why, happiness and goodness only stay for one day?

Looking up, the large-scale Wandao Jianmeng disciples flesh and blood, the bones are broken into pieces, the blood rain is pouring over the sky, the heart of the solitary rain is jumping wildly, and the tears are more than just.

"Master, you saved the ink, just to look at the dirty world!"

Crazy, roaring, the atmosphere of the solitary rain and ink gradually began to expand.

The strong space storm in the Zhoukong, the expansion of the energy of the solitary rain ink, the glare of the blue light is like purifying the world, bright and bright!