Chuan Qi

In front of the shadow, suddenly Feng Ming is awkward, and the air broke into a team.

For the head, it is a giant, the face, the back is licking, so like a night-fork. The giant shoulders sits on a blue dress fluttering, and the girl is holding a black and white brush.

Behind is a team of peacocks, the peacocks are faded, and the pear flowers are glow.

The people are the blue bird warfare teams that are and their .

The first one put into white rumors, in an instant, silver blood is splashing. The most amazing is that I am, the foot does not fall, the claw does not fall, and the first level is like the probe.

Goodbye the flowers, the belt floating, sprinkled, colorful smuggling, fluorescence, fluttering to attack the zombies.

Dust and Dust, Baihua kill, the most promising group attack.

The white hair zombies that rub the eye began to bite each other and blind into the body.

At this time, Lanling laughed, the flames, the green bird war team, Yue Qing and his turtle warrior were also caught up and started to kill.

Only a moment, the white hair zombie was all eliminated.

"The shadow Yue Qing, thank you for your life!" Yue Qing led other survivors, about 17 eight young people, five-body cast.

"Thirteen Scales!" The eyes of proud clouds, fell on the tortoise they wear, "can let the night tour hall main loss, you are really good!"

"En Gong Hui! There is no other thing in the abyss of this shadow!" Yue Qing said, he said to his hand: "The thief has been killed by Encheng, and it is very fast-moving!"

Those thirteen scale soldiers have been smelling, and one by one will open the lamina, the locks of the armor, and take the injured medicine to take external application, and the movements are uniform.

Yizhou, Water Hall.

"The master, my sister, you can come back!" Chu Hong is like the relief.

"What happened?" Said proud cloud.

"Before the three days, Ling smoke sent a secret letter, saying that Cang Ming has become a black lotus, inviting us to go to the thief before! This is very big, the slaves don't dare to do the master!" Chu Hong.

"Cang Dynasty is really a change?" Hua Wei seems to be a bit daren, "others don't say, Ling Yun guys are proud!"

"This is also what I think!" Chu Hongyu eyelashes, looks proud of the wind, "the owner, what should you do?"

"This is not important!" Aroung Yun said: "It is important that this black lotus will be folded, it will not be willing to give it. Ling smoke, Cang Ming, is giving them a chance to clean up the resilience. ,, After you are standby! "

"Yes, the master!" The two of them led.

Half-month valley, two pairs of people are far away.

"White style, you are not in the Qingliang Valley, what?" A blonde shawoman is carrying his hands, he is coming, and the eyebrows have an angry to swallow the mountain. This person is the leader of the Cang Ming leader of the.

"Ling Yun, you can make a black lotus, there is still a face!" The white man is carrying the longjian, the two sleeves are windy, the body is not Ling Yun Weiwu, but it is self-contained. It is seen that this Ling Big leader is a great sword repair.

"Hu said eight!" Ling Yun was so angry.

"Golden Ge is in the Pluto Valley, don't say you don't know!" The white breeze refers to each other.

"Old seven, have you been to Pluto?" Ling Yun Jinyi.

"Boss, you know, I have recently been injured!" Jin Ge thought.

"Don't play again!" White is full, "It seems that you have forgotten how to die!"

The moon in his mouth, named Ling Yue, is also the sister of Lingyun, the lovers of the white style, and 30 hundred years ago by Black Vine.

"White style wind, your blood spray!" After the man behind, the girl flashed in the red robe, and the apricots were circled. A long leaf is a long tolerance, in addition to exquisite face, her body is like her temper. This girl is not simple, it is the second leader of Cang.

"Nine children, don't have to say!" The blonde man waved his hand. Under the sun, his arm is actually a light gold meat. This person is strongly visible.

"White style, if the month is not saved, how can it be ..." Ling Yun's face is blooming, "Come on," I have a decision between me, I am dead! "

"Good!" The white man laughed, waist into the wings, and got up. The wings are green, and each feathers are a blind fencing.

Goodbye Lingyun, it is a pair of golden spirits. The wings are in the wind and thunder, single look at the momentum, seems to be stronger than the white breeze.

"Accele!" The long sword behind the wind, slipped through a sharp radio, falling in his hand. That is a bronze sword, and there is also a line of inscriptions.

"Too B Volume!" With his long-sleeved, the bronze sword spots photography, suddenly turned into a flood sword, as if the star river reversed, rushed to each other.

"Good one is a sword!" Ling Yun's mouth is slightly tight, the robe sail, the golden aura is transpired, nine Jinlong is born, "Kowloon Wall!"

Nine Jinlong has collided with the unmeasive sword stream, and the whole half of the Valley is □ □ □ □ "

The two leaders just opened the war, and the two sides immediately rushed together.

Ajiu's opponent is Su Shibi, I saw her back and red, the foot pair "the wind wheel", holding a flame gun, and the two glances. From the fire, this Ajiu is actually a man of Feng.

Goodbye Su Shibi, a mysterious ice sword is blue, two snow feathers are cold, and the weigh is like Mu Yuehua, the mesaw, the waist is light, and the cold and comfortable.

Ling smoke here, it's all the real monks, there are more than 30. On the side of Cang, the battle is also the true elite, the spiritual monk is not on the side, and can only yell in the following. Both sides of the blood battle, there are no conferences, and they have been casually injured.

Goodbye Lingyun and white wind, the two big spirit domains are intertwined together, the swords and swings have become life and death. The Jiujiao and Su Shibi, a fireworks, a moon dance, and it is difficult to fight.

"Two leaders, can you listen to the next words!"

Half a month, suddenly blunt three people's shadows, shouting is the first Kunwen leader.

With the great sound of "", Ling Yun and white wind doubles were thrown out by a group of light.

"Too B is the sword, the name is unimagled!" Ling Yun chest is turned off, showing a deep sword mark. It is surprisingly that he has flowed out of golden red.

"Kowloon is not bad!" White wind does not go, collapsed in front of the chest, the blood flow of the mouth is not limited, it is obviously a very heavy internal injury.

"Big Brother!"

"leader!"

The Jiuyan and Su Yi Bi jumped outside the circle, and he went straight to Lingyun and the white style.

"Fiaoon angry, you have to come right!" Ling Yun is very powerful. "You talk about what happened to the Wheat Valley!"

"This nature!" The eyes of the flames fall in Jingui, "Jin Ge, you guys destroy me Kunwu with black lotus, this enemy does not wear a day!"

Jin Ge double whatever, dedicated to the thief.

"Old seven, there is really this!" Ling Yun a pair of eyes murdered.

Jin Ge suddenly wired, and shouted: "Haha, Ling Yun, you don't know, big trouble, don't know!"

Just when he thought the successful escape, a yellow shadow was picked up, and he was picking himself.

"Thank you, nine girls!" Flame anger thanked.

At this time, half a month of the valley, suddenly smoke, the ghosts cry, the thousand white hair vanes jumped like grasshoppers. In the blink of an eye, many people were smashed.

"It is silver blood corpse! Go!"

Some people react fast, immediately launched the spirit, I want to walk from the air, just dozens of feet, and tear two halves by a silver.

At this time, people found that there is already hundreds of silver in the bottom of the silver.

"White is wind, Ling Yun, don't be innocent!" A Head came from half air. The mutual macro is automatically scattered and flashes a passage.

The dark clouds occupy the top, and a huge black jumper is moving, the first end is not seen.

On the back of the black, the long-haired old man standing in the skin, the fine laigue is white, and the eyebrow is holding a piece of black lotus. He wore a large black robes, and the exposed arms were like a dead wood, the nails have a long time, and it is zoomed in a hoe.

After the old people in the black robe, followed by a red brown zombie, tiger back the bear waist, murderous.

"Black vine!" Ling Yun's eyes were projected in the air, and then he glanced on the zombies that were like a red blood. "Even this ancient corpse came, old things, I think you are, more gallblatable. ! "

This zombie name is called, once the power of the dead stars, after the death, the gas is not shattered, and it is the blood corpse.

White wind, this knows that Ling Yun, I'm going to face the red ear, "Lun brother, white is wrong!"

"The enemy is currently, talk less!" Ling Yun five fires, ready to fully hit.

"Well! If you can have it today, Bai is a negative thorns!" The chance of the White Handlers hit empty, and the war was born.

"Black vine, you are dangerous, it is inspirable!" The red dress is big.

This is also anxious, in fact, this old thing is not a person.

"The danger of !" Black vine is bruising, "the old man just wants to see who kills the ram, Simaana. Now, it is not you! This is good, I will leave you," I left you, Just replenish it! Now they are dead, you have you alternative! "

"Dominant!" Lingyun, the white man was almost unison.

"It's a pity! Since you don't want to be a church, you can only be the corpse of the old man!" Black vine is likely to sigh, put on the hand, put it on the lips, in the moment, the wind is stirring, killing .

"The thief first smashed the king!" The white breeze and Ling Yun were opposed, and the wings were flying, and it turned into two long cigarettes from the left and right sides.

The red hair is blaming, with a large blood mist, a few long and top, and drill into the white breeze and Ling Yun's spiritual domain.

If the body of the boss is strong like earth, then the reddish body of the reddish body is absolutely compacted with gold iron, even if it is, it can be moved to take it. The transpirated red poisonous fog, Can Ban Ruolu, is even more embarrassed.

The shackles of the white style, such as the soybean shadles impact the bodies of the red manetries, although it is difficult to get rid of the bodies, but it is difficult to fatally. Ling Yun also had to be better, the Kowloon's wall is like a big grinding disc, finally trapped the red manegyrrock.

"The leader (big brother)!" I will help you.

Su Yi Bi, Akth is simultaneously starting, behind the back, fire, wings, rush to the cloud.

"Two beautiful women, you will help you!" Lanling laughed from where to pull it out, and the hand was shaken in his hand, and he blocked the red brown zombie. I didn't expect him to be afraid of death.

"Calculate me!" The flames and anger swallowed.

The six real-world masters surround the Red Michrostera, a fight.