Chuan Qi

Rroud swamp, rainstorm, such as a water, floating in the mud water. It is shocking that these corpses have no complete, or they are smashed, or they are torn, and they are terrible.

Among them, a child's body is particularly eye-catching. His eyes are gone, and the empty cave looks at the sky, and the face is in addition to fear or fear.

"Hey!" Ao Fengyun Yangdao Changxiao. He is the most reluctant, it is a kid.

"Heaven, do you have an eye!" The green bronze sword refers to the heart, and the light is like a photo.

"Boss, no life!" A Sai Han went near, and his eyes were heavy.

This person is the flavor of the Pluto Valley, and after being saved by the proud wind, I voluntarily followed the proud clouds.

"It's too embarrassing!" Looking at the big slices in the swamp, Lanling smiled a bad cold, "extinct humanity! It must be a black lotus!"

"Maybe they are not a person at all!" Fight is thinking.

"Let's talk!" Proud.

"Boss, can you hear the silver blood corpse?"

"Conquer!"

"Rewarding the Kingno Proficiency Pass, once used a batch of zombies with the true master of the trick, called the silver blood corpse. These zombies killed ruthless, and the people were in the world. It is definitely the horror of the sea!"

"I have heard of this, it is said that his means is extremely cruel, and the living is bleeding, introducing toxic mercury, then buried in the yin to the blister, ten years long white hair, for the corpse, can wear the row, the tiger, to tear the Tiger leopard, 100 years For the silver, it will be the corpse, and can fly the ground, fight the dragon and phoenix. "Lanling said that this is white.

"Fighting the dragon and phoenix or the word, but the general magic is really difficult to nail!" Fire survive.

"Do you say that Black lotus caught you?" Lanling smiled and shrunk, "Is it that silver blood corpse swept? If so, this sea-sea real monk can live, it is better to live! "

The flame angry did not work for this courage. He pointed to the ground to a white road: "Boss, you see, this should be white hair. The old monster may really go out!"

Around the white hair, a moss has been dead, apparently with poisonous.

"Chasing!" Proud of the clouds, looked at the eyes, and the clouds changed. If it is to be embarrassed before, then it is the heroes later.

The abyss of the shadow, the dark flow is surging, smog fans. Among the ghost grass, a row of stone rises quietly, no one has been abandoned for a long time.

"! !" A string of sharpness broke the calm.

That is a giant vulture, and the body is very vulture ten times more than ten times. On the back of the vulture, standing on a short-skinned black man, face mask three flower faces, black lotus, twilight flowing. This person is the Dark Lotus Night Tour Tang Dynasty.

Twelve human monsters are divided into two rows, followed by him. These monsters are born with a bungee, and they have a pair of meat wings. In the water flow below, there is also a group of black-compressed white hair monsters being countered, and there are hundreds of feet.

Silver blood corpse, this is the silver blood corpse of Black vine.

The ram is killed, and the whole fire cloud hall is almost completely destroyed, and the black vine can be good enough. However, because the spiritual mission is imminent, the night tour also can't take a hand, and the black vine will take his own vendial silver blood corpse to take a hundred, flying will be twelve, let Simmain lead.

Sima South this purpose is only one, that is, slaughter, it is born, and the reverse is dead, all the genres who have not fallen must be blotted.

From the dark forest to the arms, he has slaughtered seven genres, and the abyss will be the eighth.

Suddenly, a white hair zombie sank, then the second, the third ...

After a while, the seven eight plush, the head, like a water gourd.

The only means of killing the zombies is the break, and it seems that the people of the shadow are ready.

The black man is angry, the previous seven Lotus also did not lose a zombie, did not expect this, blinking, there is no seventy-eight.

You must know that these live dead people can be a heart-liver baby who protects his elderly. If you really have this loss, how to explain.

I saw that he quickly took a bones from the cuffs, and put a stroke of a stroke on the lips.

The white hair zombie in the water flows heard the flute and immediately climbed on the shore.

Almost at the same time, the twelve silver nausea has a circle, taking into the water, after a moment, then go out, and there is more oil and bright turtle shells in the twin.

The moment of separation of the water, the turtle shell is six, suddenly spurting a piece of Huamu. Some red, some purple, colorful, light shadow is moving, actually a spiritual domain.

In the blink of an eye, the silver flew. Obviously, the other party has long been able to calculate the shortcomings of these zombies.

However, those silver spridges do not know the pain, and the double claws will die, and they need to go to the mountains next to them. For a time, the blood splashed four squares, it was terrible.

In the face of such a scene, Simaan laughed. The zombie is disintegrating, but it is difficult for the enemy.

"Haha, Yue Qing, you really have the hardest to deal with it!" Sima Nan high-channel: "Go out, as long as you are willing, the old man makes you a helm!"

No one answered, there is no movement.

When I said it was fast, the vultures were vultured in the shadow of the water, and suddenly rushed out of the glaucoma.

Qingguang runs through the billy abdomen, straight into Sima South. This hit is actually him, I have to say that the other party's calculation is too precise.

Sima Nan was shocked, behind the double wings, lightning was purified, and he was e empty. Goodbye, the vulture is already a pile of haurly on the ground.

"The thorn, it is a bit mean!"

"You are Black Vine?" In the air, the man stabilizes the body, but it is a young man who is strapping turtle. The man is roll hair, and his hands holding a bright silver sword. This person is the leader of this shadow abyss.

After Yue Yong, there were more than 30 turtle warriors, and one hand held a double sword.

"Give you a humble small bug, but also do not use his old man to personally!" Sima Nan fooled, the expression was like a group of mosquitoes.

"It is said that the waste ram of fire cloud hall is dead, so you are the waste Simaan of the night tour!" Yue Qingtang is relatively, "Come on, let Laozi see you have a few pounds!"

"You still don't match!" Sima South flute sounded, twelve silver-proof corpse claws and dispatched.

Yue Qing also did not show weakness, a double sword danced, taking the shot.

The short-range advantages of the short soldiers, the distance advantage of the turtle warrior walked without departure, and only a few or eight pulled to the skull and arm. His shackles, bloody.

Life and death, Yue Qing suddenly launched the spiritual domain, for a time, 30 feet inner lightning like a network.

In the thunder net, although the silver neot the friction, although it is straight to the green smoke, but the more frank, it is just that the action seems to be slow. This is the paralysis effect of Yueqing Lei Po, he wants this.

"Brothers, daggers!"

With his order, the turtle soldiers immediately w eachbed, and the thunder did not have a tearness.

Have to say, this hitting a collapsed sky is seamless.

In an instant, the skin is blooming, and silver is flying. That silver light is not silver, but a drip drip drip like a liquid. If the silver droplets encounter a person, they immediately etch a bloody.

"Ah ~" The tapping of the turtle soldiers almost all fell into the water. In addition to breaking the wrist, others have become a blue water.

Goodbye those silver, though, although the skull is created, but it is unique, and one is grinned, whispered, and the monsor, and he flipped in Yue Qing.

"Poisonous Water!" Yue Qingzhi is like a dirt, he did not expect the rumor to be true.

Thousands of thousands of hair, twelve silver nousies are like cracking, and they are tearned by life.

The man stands in the light, the long sword is like a frost, top stand. Silver droplets, as if a group of small bugs slowly moved on his arm, but did not leave some traces.

"Who are you?" Simanan was stunned. You know, with the war, this twelve silver neotherid is comparable to the real middle level. Twelve-year-old, there is no such thing as it is. Of course, what is most shocked? It is still this person hard to bother.

"Proud of the cloud!" The other side of the sword, and a green light column was broken.

Sima South was out of power, this almost substantized light column, he is not unheard. Room, his wings were taken in nine, and it was instantly brushed thirty feet. Almost at the same time, there is a miserable lightning shield to protect him.

"You are Simmaan!" Proud of the clouds locked Simma South. From the perspective of momentum, this person is high-order, it is impossible to be Black Vine.

"Is the male lift is you killing?" Saman got up and down.

"Not bad!"

"This guy is strong, it is simply a striker. If it is dedicated to protect the law, he will make a job!" Sima South Eye is turned, but it is proud of the wind: "I didn't expect this sea, except the White wind and Ling Yun. There is also your own character! If you are willing to join my black lotus, the old man pushes you the position of you! "

"I am afraid that your location can't sit!"

"Good tone!" Sima Nan was anger. He looked up, made a sacrifice day, passionately launched, instantly set a blurred giant in the air. That giant bird face, carrying the wings, holding hammer, holding a hand, lying in the moment, countless electricity is pouring down.

The anger of Thunder, Simaan directly showed the anger of the ultimate spiritual domain. For a time, the fifty feet inner lightning is proba, as if the sky falls.

Like the anger of Luotong's Ice God, the angry of this Simma's Raytheon belongs to Totem Ping, but the power is a hundred times more than one.

"It's good!" The proud clouds laughed, the flying sword finger. The thunder hit his skin and bounced the dazzling arc spark, but he seems to be unique.

Sima South's sad reminder is that he cultivated is the thunder and magnetic explosion, and the proud of the clouds can resist the resistance.

At this moment, Simaan was completely shocked. However, he did not panic, the thundering domain accidentally contracted into a small size, the giant vain is like a substantive, and the tattoo in the bowl is thick and the thunder beyed, as if the group is dancing. Mo said that the other party is a personal, it is a stone, and only the collapse is final.

Proud of the wind, such as the ancient God of War, the green bronze, and the sword The needle tip to Mai Mang, I'm going to set off a destruction.

In the light and shadow, the proud of the Hao Ran sword is suddenly flipped, and a beautiful solenoid has cut the opponent's thunder.

"Ah!" Sima Nan called, squatting out of Baizhang, half of the blood.

Goodbye proud, although the clothes are ragged, the boutique is bruised, but the brightest is rushing, and the luxury is dry.

"Kid, you are waiting!" Sima Nan's di flute is a horizontal, ghost crying. For a time, all white hair zombies have rushing with him.

"You can't walk!" Proud of the clouds, and then the first arrival.

"You!" Simaran saw ghost, hepatobiliary.

The green bronze sword is flashed, and Simaan has fallen.

"Boss, why don't you stay?" Lanling smiled and came.

"Yeah, boss, this guy is likely to know Zhang Na Face!" Sweet flaming is also surprised.

The two are in a hurry, but they still have not followed the proud of the wind.

"No!" The proud of the clouds will take the sky. From the moment from the Storm Swamp, he has decided to completely cover the entire black lotus.