Chuan Qi

A bunch of lights, all over the cloud, straight to the northwest Wolf.

In the light shadow, the first is the arrogant cloud on the back of Tianlu. Thereafter, it is Chu Hong, Hua Yue, Su Shibi, Qiu Haibang, East Ninth, Lanling laugh, Jiufeng, Yue Qing, Yue small fish, Zhan Wen Tong, Yuzhen, Ancient Yuan, Lu Kun, Jiang Feng, Dongfang, Yanqi, Long Wu, a total of 18 people, all cross-fly, the feelings of the love. Month, such as ice mirror, the person reflects.

The black cloud is pressed, the wind is like a knife, the rain is like a arrow, and a bunch of light is thunder, lights up the entire child.

The three hundred wings are dead, and they are blocked without a sign. Especially when the head is a shadow, where it is, the blood is splashing, and there are more than a dozen wolf dead rides.

That light, vertical and horizontal, caucaso.

After chaotic, the wolf ride, like a bloodthirsty masquerade, and will be surrounded by people in the future. Saw sword, scales, especially the escort mirror, bright, flash people.

Only a few rounds, Lu Kun, and Jiang Feng were killed.

Goodbye, the east, the ancient orientation, and it is also surrounded by a corner.

The confusing sword, as if the dead sickle, the road is headed.

Tian Lu four hoofed, whispering, the proud clouds in the hands of the Bi arc, even the three people, this only solved the two.

"Good biliary!" One person jumped out of white wolf, long shaped, hunting, a narrow sword in his hand, as blood line.

When he had to catch up with proud, Jen Wentong came around.

"Looking for death!" As the other party's blood line is empty, the five ink green swords are broken.

Jen Wentong just wanted to avoid it, but found that the rings five swords actually like a fixed-body cursor, and they had completely locked themselves.

Only one instant, his head, and the limbs were also from the heritage.

A sword passed through, and he became more and more.

Goodbye Jen Wentong's corpse, actually like a blood, turned into a bone.

"Zhan brother!" Yue Qing was anxious, the double sword was spent, and the other party was a cold light.

The person's mouth is a big mouth, the blood line is raised, and it is five swords.

Yue Qing quickly retracted the turtle shell, the wolf fell.

"Six!" The autumn sea flask flashed, and the trembling said: "You are Ji Wuji!"

The six swords of the six, five fixed, the last absolute god, is the most extracted manner.

"Who are you!" Sword's side. In the dead star, no one knows this name.

"Qili Township, you can remember!" Qiu Haibang cut tooth.

"Naturally remember!" The sword magic suddenly smiled, and the cold scorpion was flashing. "That is the first butcher of Laozi, I remember the seven hundred and ninety-eight people!"

"You are not a person!" Qiu Haizang doubled shrinks into a needle eye.

"You are right, I am not a human, I am God, it is God!" The sword is cold, "people, just the prey I have to harvest!"

"Death!" Qiu Haizhen blood blade, knife thousands of shadows.

"Strong murder!" The sword magic flavored, "But, in front of Laozi, you are still a young!"

The bloodordel, reflecting the scorpion of his death, only so gently, and the knife is divided into disintegration.

"!" The autumn sea humens are picking up, and the surprises are rushing. In the air, it is condensed into a huge and no-friend. Hongli semi-hidden half, when it is a circulation, went to the sword. The trend, such as the opening of the sky.

The sword is slightly shocked, and the intercostal suddenly launched a pair of green swordsman shadows. The sword wings have more than 50 feet, and the squats are in front of it.

However, he still looked at this knife. Dramatic impact wave, he continued three steps, and the white wolf was also smashed twice.

"Open!" The sword magic wings were all dial, and it was finally cutting the knife wheel, followed by counterparts, and the left wings scored over a dazzling arc, and sweeping the small waist of the autumn.

Qiu Haibang cinnabar is a horizontal, and it is bleak and unwilling. Qili Township, once again launched in front of her. Like the ink village, it is blood everywhere. Seeds of hatred roots at this moment. Ten years, a knife, willing to die, is for this hit, but it is finally losing. She closed my eyes and launched the twin tears.

When it was late, it was fast, and a green light curtain broke into the empty and broke the wings of the autumn sea.

The sword magime stops now, a pair of eagles look at the great man in front of him, the cold: "You are proud of the cloud?"

The arrogant clouds, as if he didn't hear him talk, but the sword pointed one finger, said: "You, do not approve the sword!"

"You!" The sword devil was rushing down, the whole man is in the wind, like the devil, "10,000 people!"

I saw him with the wings, and the Ling is round dance, a feather sword, suddenly broke. The blink of an eye, is like a malar, the sword is like a rain.

The arrogant clouds are not afraid, and the swords around them float, and the swords of the face will be annihilated. The two big swords have collided together, in this dark middh river valley, the student has made a star blur pattern.

"Kill!" Ji Wuji is like electricity, almost mad. Yu Jian is ending behind him, and it is endless.

Goodbye proud, still there is no flaw. Let him have a storm, I will walk in the trip.

At this moment, everyone has been watching.

The ink green sword is more and more, and each branch has a sinus-like void.

Bi green sword, silent, hospitable, time, time, like a cloud, splashing water does not enter.

"Death!" In the void, the sword magic was lifted five swords, attacked the head and limbs of proud.

Almost in an instant, he suddenly flew out of the blood line, outside of the hundred steps, and the oppossion on the chest.

The blood line is here, and the sword will follow the merger. In the blink of an eye, the spirit above the bloodline has been more than ten feet, and it is not straightforward.

The Jianfeng refers to, such as the thunderstorm, the sound of the sound is awkward.

Flying swords, this is a flying sword. If this person has not been bleces a heaven imprint, he can borrow Tian Li, which is very powerful.

No one can break through the Heavenly Imprint, the Sword of the Sword, only because of cruel to swallow the spirit of the countless people. Whether it is a flesh, aura or a soul, he is far from the black vine, ghost mirror, and the evil wave. It is called metamorphosis. Thousands of people, although they can't fly in the sword, but hundreds of steps!

Goodbye proud, the swordshot shadings suddenly switched, like dragon, screaming, and phoenix rebirth. The thick clouds are flushed by the bright, this moment, Tianxin Bi.

"There is a righteousness in the world, which is never given. The following is the Hei Yue, it will be a star. It is Hao Ran, and it is a smashing." Hao Ran, this is Hao Ran, no sound, no Shock.

Five swords were broken by instantly, the sky was steep, all the brightly collected in the green copper in a moment. A green-green column, with the power of destroying the earth, welcoming the monster.

"It's impossible!" The sword devil lost, and the whole person seems to wither in an instant.

Outside of Baizhang, a truncated arm falling, blood stimulating, shocking, like a red wood, but also a red coral.

This sword, not even broken his arm, and he also slammed his heart. I used to recognize the world's first, but at this time, I was in the alley of the other.

"Ji Wuji, go to death!" Qiu Haoyang blood blade, condensed the whole body aura, when the space is a round of rainbin knife.

At this moment, the sword magic seems to see the death of the god, a boring, and the whole body was split into two halves.

Goodbye proud, the left ribs, a blood marker is piercer.

The midday frenzy is in the sky, and Yinhong is picturesque. One of the people, the three hundred wings, the dead ride was killed. Among them, the proud clouds killed most.

It's rainy, and a rainbow hangs in the river valley. At this moment, the smaller fish that put down the blade suddenly found that the sky is very blue, the cloud is very white, the mountain is very young, the water is very green, the original dead star will be so beautiful.

The ninth ninth is looking at the back of the proud cloud, and it is a bit complicated. "Heaven, is it true?"

The news of the sword magic is very fast, and everyone knows that it is going to change.

"Proud of the cloud!" Everyone is medcofed in the bottom of the heart. As if a light, suddenly lit up this never night's dead star.

"The name of the swordsman seems to be bigger than the Black Lan Lord?"

Xiao Yueya, the highest peak of the horror Sea, the proud clouds will take the sky, there is no joy. Anyone can celebrate, but he can't.

"He has always been mysterious, and the killing of killing is more faked swordsman, so it will be ignored by people!" Chu Hong is explained.

"It's not he is not terrible, but the owner is too powerful!" Hua fell smiled: "I look at him, 80% is also afraid, maybe where is it in which mouse hole!"

"Where is this mouse hole?" Said the proud cloud back, look at the ninth ninth. If you experience, no one can be better than him.

East, the ninth slightly thinking, said: "There are only two waters outside!"

"You refer to the two major banned places of the dead star and the Arctic Valley?" Chu Hongzhi is slightly changed.

"Yes!" East 9-point head, "I don't look at it, I am in the south!"

"Going to the Valley!" The proud Fengyun took Tian Lu, Ling Xi North. Chu Hongyi and others also followed.

Arctic, stay in the night, the mountains, like a group of magic dances. Among the mountains, it is a large rift. Valley, the branches, like a ghost.

Tian Lu flew into the rift, stopped on a dragon-like branch. The latter Haidongqing, the wing tiger, the bluebird also won the wingding claws, falling on the branch. Fifteen rides, on this branch, actually like a row of birds, and it can be seen in this wood.

In front of me, the jungle is everywhere, and it is a big tree under the feet, perhaps living in the rift, so a twist song, dragon snake. More strange is that there is no bird beast discharge here.

Suddenly, a string of the sound of Somso came to break the tranquility of the valley. When it was said, it was fast, and a black smoke rushed out from the front to the front. It is a flying insect, densely mad.

"Food ants! Everyone is careful!" Looking at the small flying insects of the black beans in front of the eyes, the flowers were smashed. This kind of thing is weak, but it is terrible, black wind, scraping, dragon icon.

In addition to proud, everyone launches a hood, a time, Glen, and fluits.

In the sword, the ant column fell.