As a cute new devil, I am super cruel

But carefully observe that the prototype of this palace is practiced.

Sheung Palace, the Sireside.

Due to the legend of the Lei Yue Sheng, it caused the gangster to crack, although the purcent adults were repaired in time, repair the Star Palace, the grade of the stages, but retained the core, a touch of the soul.

Fu Qing got, looking at the mountain pear garden, showing two sleeves, carrying awe, in the elegant and energy in the pear, entered the fourth painting.

The sky, cracking a crack, seeps blood.

The earth, the wilderness buried, the dead, the dead mountain, suddenly appeared in front of him.

It is still a pool waterfall, the blood flow is not there, the stream floating the visceral, dozens of red powder rubbed with scarves with scarves.

Perhaps the breath of the soul, they turned slightly, boring, dirty long-haired floating blood, revealing a spurious breath.

Fu Qing took a breath, as if a small chitcark was frightened, and the body was tied as a flying bird and ran quickly.

It is a blood pool that is one of the three pools, a blood pool in parallel with a sword.

Although it is not true, it is in the purple pen, the blood sea is also available for a half-step legend.

Fu Qing returned very quickly, because the rear is a group of beautiful people who climbed the upstore, such as a mad dog like a chasing.

In this manner, all the strong people who step into them will be compressed.

"Purphic adult, is my Fu Qing."

Fu Qing sighed, opened to chase the soldiers, stepped into the mountainside, white fog rolling, simulation of the other world.

The clouds are inexplicably, there is a fruit tree, rooted in the wilderness of blood water, a single body,

At this moment, he is closed, and the sprint is inherently converged, and there seems to be integrated with the surrounding world.

"Purphic adult."

Fu Qing respects a gift, although the old people in front of you are suspected, it is not a purple body, but at least the news will be conveyed in.

Since the three major holy bars, they put the whole organization, and they were the foundation of the purity, but under the effect of the legendary art, lost their gods.

I heard the words, the old man took him with a look, and the bottom of the eyes was stunned, but turned into a vortex, derived one battlefield, and cultured.

"The purity, the soul river has been returned to the real water of a hundred years."

The two sleeves are running to the ultimate, Fu Qing cautiously raised the head, and the forehead seeps a few drops of sweat and reported the progress.

But I saw the elderly sometimes mad, sometimes dementia, his eyes were red, and he had a bitter inner.

The usual purity is like a father, watching them grows up, inheriting the inheritance of the sages, with the will of Honglian as our own, stirring the wind, and fighting Wuzhou.

But in the eyes, the purple is severely hit, and the unconscious, crazy epilepsy, and the clear time is less than once.

Magnolia and others seek for the method of treating treatment, but the clear purity refuses to reject, with the hegemony for the primary task.

Not to mention that the purple year is old, there is no energy to manage, and Mulan is a successor.

"Oh, I have worked hard."

The old man smiled and smiled, and the scorpion converges the battlefield of one side, and the spirit is flashing, and the star is blends.

He took the shoulder of Fu Qing, and he was pushed on the side of the latter.

White fog is surging, and Fu Qing pushed Fu Qing from a hundred meters.

Subsequently, the elder's eyes flashed a purple light.

His figure pulled up, a long hair of a white, from his shoulder, neck, head, and looked at a bad smoke.

The green smoke is not broken, covering hundreds of meters, swallowing a strange bloodline.

Suddenly, this side paintings the world, blood gas is abolished, and the Chinese evil spirits are swept.

"Fortune!"

Fu Qing wanted his eyes and exclaimed.

At the same time, his figure is a breeze and is attracted by a mysterious force.

Next moment, he was involved in white fog and was transferred.

Yunhai.

Soft clouds, thick feelings are not inferior, so that Fu Qing is smilling.

But soon, after he entered the picture, a fairy-style old man is watering a tree.

The sprinkle is sprayed, but the Zi Xia, the water drove rolled on the branches.

This big tree is dry, dense, green leaves, and the tree like a dragon, the lush forest leaves, but also dozens of fruits.

However, these fruit shapes are color, thousands of strange, some are like a pink peach, delicate, a little bit of a big basin, such as watermelon wrapped around the vine leaves, some fruit shells over the spikes, scales all over, flashing the light, Some fruits have no meat, and they can be seen in a jelly, there are small fruit cores.

Fu Qing confirmed that this is a purple body, and restored a certain gang, and immediately showed secrets.

A scarecrow jumped out, surrounded by a few small whirlwinds, under the three Need of the body, successfully showed.

Secrets, Zhao Feng.

"boom!"

The whirlwind is broken, Jinxia spoke.

A Jinguang Avenue appeared, showing Mulan, Xiang Yu, and the bishop of the red dress.

Three people have long cooperated outside, very trusting Fu Qing, after Fu Qing's investigation, naturally transfer them.

After all, explore paintings, only Fu Qing has this ability.

Every time you enter a world, the higher the suppression, if you are willing to paint the owner of the world, how embarracking you are outside, to the inside, live and die in him.

This is just a half-step legend.

And Fu Qing, with two sleeves, not being suppressed, can paint the peak power in the painting.

Even if Fu Qing is unpredictable, it can also collapse it into a wind, and the outer monunet can be used, and a resurgent is getting it.

"Oh, it is Xiaoqing."

The purple looks up, and if you know the people, you will show a crystal purple: "Lian Mulan girl is coming, Yangguan is useless?"