The blood splashed three feet, and at the beginning of the cut, the consciously turned into a hook to hook out the falling arm and flew back to the owner's side. Mo Tianyi held the clear hand in one hand and held the broken hand with his wrist in one hand.

Ding Ziyu shook his wrist with a neat cross.

"Kid, give me your hand!" Dinghu rushed over to grab this hand.

Different from the monster, the broken limb can not be regenerated. If you want to repair it, you must hold the broken hand and use the strange medicine of the meat bone to connect.

Mo Tianqi sneered, and the palm of his hand ignited the flame.

Ding Ziyu is a Yuanying monk. Every part of the body is filled with aura. It is very solid. Ordinary flames, even if the fire system is condensed, it will not burn for a while. Clinker, when the Ding family rushed to Mo Tianyi, the hand had been turned into ashes.

"Wood fire!" Ding's eyes widened, and the flame was glowing with blue light. As a refiner, he recognized it at a glance.

Mo Tianyi suddenly slammed on the eyes of the Dinghu, and the spirit of anger was like a beast that was out of the cage, and he rushed to him.

"Ah--" Dinghu was unable to defend himself, and was smothered by the powerful spirit. He immediately used his own soul to reach, but suddenly felt a sharp pain, as if the whole soul was placed on the fire and roasted, and he did not want to live.

Mo Tianying's eyes are red, the wood fire is in the meridians, and even the sorrow of the spirit, he feels the pain himself, but the big pain is not as good as the pain in his heart, he has been in control. What exposes his identity, what kind of sect benefits... His small claws were seriously injured, or because he was owed for a moment!

unforgivable! All should die!

Put the **** wristband on the left hand, and pull out a whole piece of the best Lingshi. When you crush it, you will absorb it into the right palm, raise your hand and pour it into the beginning, and transform it into a huge nine ring. The big knife rushed straight toward Ding Ziyu, who fell to the ground.

"boom--"

"Artifact..." Ding Ziyu looked at him with a horrible knife that rushed straight toward him. When he only played, it was amazed to see that this thing can be changed arbitrarily. Now that thing has absorbed the spiritual power, Danwei The pressure has made him unable to move.

Calcined artifacts, destroying the earth!

He should have thought of it, and with his father studied for hundreds of years, how can I forget that the artifact is twilight!

Unshaped, unsteady, and ever-changing. The original artifact is not a pig knife... This is the last thought of Ding Ziyu, and then the chopped knife shadow is cut into meat.

"The erected daring!" Ding's eyes were cracked, and his hand was raised toward the back of Mo Tianyi.

趴 Open your eyes on the shoulders of Mo Tian's shoulders, slowly raise your hand and accurately face the palm.

"Boom!" Huge force razed the entire mountain.

The streamer sect of the rushing to the moment, grabbed the Ding household that was shot. Dinghu opened his mouth and spurted a spurt of blood. When he couldn’t say a word, he turned his eyes and his eyes were unconscious.

The rogue real person saw a black stream in front of him, and he was going to stop it immediately, but he was slammed into the head by a hard turtle shell.

The shell of the turtle is surrounded by ample power and entails the power of the scorpion.

"Mystery, what do you mean!" The head of the rogue real man was smashed, and immediately made a big bag, almost falling from the air.

Xuanji took back the turtle shell and kept silent. Fang Caiyun’s disciple came to report that someone was going to kill Mo Tianyi. He had to look at it, but he was stopped by the sect of the Yunyun sect. If it doesn't burst here, I don't know when I will be wrapped up by this person.

"The spirit of the teacher's spirit has always been naughty, no stranger." The flower has no sincerity to say.

"The rogue is a real person. My younger brother was caught by you and forced to compete with the Yuan Ying monk. Actually, there is also a **** elder who is watching, and now where is my younger brother?"

"It is clear that the real people have wounded our elders, and your wicked people have complained!" The disciples of Liu Yunzong came out.

The Qingyun Zong’s elders wanted to make a sound, but they were pulled by Yunsong, indicating that she would not be ashamed.

"The Sovereign, it's not good, the two foxes are gone!" As he said, Liu Yunzong was responsible for guarding the children of the Wicked Beast.

It was very close to the hills of the beasts, and the huge bursts spread to the surrounding area. The houses on the hills collapsed, and when they opened the ruins, the two snow foxes that should be breeding were gone.

Just as the stream cloud sect caught in a mess, the black stream had already pulled out the guardian array.

"Baby, baby, hold on!" Mo Tianqi held tightly in the arms of people who kept vomiting blood, and stalked Feijian.

巍巍 high mountains, direct to the clouds, the top of the mountain is white snow, more than a hundred miles, all year round.

Mo Tianyi saw the snow-capped mountains and stopped immediately. From the storage bracelet of Qing Dynasty, he took out the crystal palace that had just been refining last night, and threw his hand out.

The Crystal Palace suddenly became bigger in the air and landed. Although it looks huge, it is very inconspicuous on the snowfield, plus it is transparent, and it is impossible to stand in the clouds.

Mo Tianyi flew directly to the second-floor bedroom with his Qing Emperor, raised his hand and took out dozens of top-grade Lingshi, and a brain was embedded in the groove of the wall.

"嗡-" The fairy crystal palace immediately opened all the defensive arrays.

Mo Tianyi gently placed the Huaizhong people on the bed. This gentle movement alone has made the Qing dynasty unbearable, and spit out a blood again. The white robes have been dyed red for a long time, and the beautiful face is almost white.

"Qing 潼..." Mo Tianyi did not dare to move him, and he ruthlessly dumped the things in the two people's storage bracelets.

In the bottle and jar, I found a bottle of Tianzhi Zhixue Dan. That was the thing that propped him all the way to the Ten Valley. It seems that every time I use this thing, there is nothing good.

Mo Tianyi poured out a bright red medicinal herb and fed it to the lips. A person who has been seriously injured, his teeth are bitten and cannot be fed at all.

"Damn!" Mo Tianyi fell into the jade bottle angrily, put the medicinal herbs in his mouth and chewed it, pinched the clear chin, and directly fed it, and fed three, and then barely stopped the blood.

Too began to become a big mouth and flew around the bed for a few laps: "He hurts too much, what medicine is not good, give him your blood."

When he said this, Mo Tianyi had already used the knowledge of the gods to check the wounds of Qing. The five internal organs and meridians have suffered a lot of damage. The most serious one is Dantian. Because of the previous rebound, the same roots are the same as their own roots. They are irresistible and directly rushed back to Dantian, where the original spiritual power was Has begun to slowly escape.

"My blood..." In the face of such a serious injury, Mo Tianyi suddenly calmed down and looked down at his palm.

Without the power of wood, you can save the roots of the vegetation, and maybe you can repair the damaged Dantian.

Regardless of whether it is useful or not, Mo Tianyan stretched out his wrist and called the beginning to cut a hole. He took a sip of blood and leaned over to feed the sputum. At the same time, he put a hand under his neck and glared at him. The throat helps swallow, while refining the blood with a gentle woody spirit.

Endless wood, endless life. The power of Shenmu quickly circulates in the body, forcing the repair of several fatal injuries.

"Oh..." Clearly opened his eyes, and the force of forcible repair brought about an unbearable pain, which made him unable to control his body and bowed his lower lip.

"Baby!" Mo Tianyi took the man into his arms, pinched his chin and stuffed his arm.

Clear and painful, he was unconscious, and immediately bit the arm that was handed to his mouth.

"Well..." Mo Tianyi snorted, his sharp teeth pierced into his arm, and a steady stream of blood flowed into the mouth of Qing. At the same time, the long hair of the ink gradually became snow.

After a while, the power of biting gradually eased, and Mo Tianyi tried to pull out his arm and touched the cold side of his face: "Baby."

The cold beauty slowly opened, and the glazed scorpion was dull and dull.

"Soul! No!" Mo Tianyi was shocked, the light of the light is the soul! This time the injury is too heavy, the damage of the soul is at the critical point of danger, and Qingyi has no control over the escape of the soul. In this way...

"Come for him to eat and forget the grass!" Too eagerly wandering around, the spirits are scattered, it is that the few poor souls have been unable to withstand so many things. Just like a damaged storage grid, you can't put anything down, and you have to scatter the plaid, you have to eat the grass and clean up some things, so that the storage grid can continue to support.

Forget the grass... Mo Tianyi looked at the bottles and jars scattered around the place, and the jade box of the forget-me-not was so glaring in a pile of small jade bottles. After obeying the grass, you may not remember him.

If his cat forgets him, and waits for the beautiful glazed eyes to open again, the inside must be full of alienation. The Qing dynasty will ask him in a cold voice: "Who are you?" The white little ball is no longer close to him. I avoided it in the distance, and slammed him on the alert. When I just took it back as a child, I scratched him, bit him, and even attacked him with a demon.

Just think about it, the heart hurts like being torn apart.

No, absolutely not!

The eyes suddenly stayed on a white jade vial, and Mo Tianyi’s eyes lit up, holding the palms into claws, and instantly sucking the small jade bottle into the palm of his hand. Tianjie Hehualu!

At the beginning of the Eighth City, I bought it and burned it to the "sacrifice" of the calcination. It can prevent the perfect good things that are repaired and supplemented by men. As long as you use this, you are not afraid of damage to the repair of the Qing dynasty because of the unequal repair!

Mo Tianyi slaps his head, how to forget this: "Too, if you double repair now..."

"Okay, okay!" The words haven't finished yet. At the beginning, they rushed over and became jade. "Double repairs give him a part of the soul, so you don't have to eat it!"

Raise your hand and slap the palm of your hand to the wall, sit next to the clear, lean over and kiss his lips.

The spirit of the shock, his baby must be very painful now. Stabilizing the soul with a long kiss, Mo Tianyi stood up, scratched his head, turned a few laps in place, and turned to the bathroom.

The Qing dynasty slowly opened his eyes, and there was no pain in the internal organs, but because of the fact that he was repaired by somehow, the pain is still within the tolerable range. Mo Tianyi was holding a warm, wet cloth towel and gently wiped his blood.

Mo Tianyi took the cloth towel and carefully wiped the blood from the cheeks and neck of the cheeks. The fingertips trembled to the clothes full of blood. The clothes were changed, and only the mind was removed during the week. I will be clean myself. When I was about to help him take off, the clothes suddenly turned into snow white, and there was no trace of smudges.

Mo Tianqi looked up and stared at the pair of clear glasses.

Throwing a cloth towel and holding it on the bed with one hand, Mo Tianyi leaned over and looked at the pale clearing of the face, holding him a cool hand, a word, and said with care: "Baby, you listen to me. Say, you are hurting very much now, and the soul is escaping."

The cold scorpion slightly increased a little, and some listened to Mo Tianyi’s remarks about the ancient demon double practice.

"The only way to do it now is to double-build with me," Mo Tianyi said with some guilty conscience, and his hands were sweating. "If you don't want to..."

Qing Qing quietly looked at him, if not, is it necessary to take care of the grass? They have already found most of the treasures of the heavens that repair the soul, as long as they find the anti-soul tree. Just, take care of the worry, can he still remember Mo Tianyi?

I thought that the next sentence of Mo Tianyi would be "If you don't want to, I will definitely find the anti-soul tree when I go to the sky." Who knows his eyes are not stunned: "If you don't want to, you should be The dog bites, and I can't beat me again when I turn back!" Then, I couldn't help but start to clear the sash.

(If you want to know what happened, please see the next breakdown!)