I can see the accuracy

silence.

Death is a common silence.

The exterior is very strong, and this big temple is more rich.

However, the purple gas here is only lingering on the ground of the ground, a little higher, or clear.

So, you can see the brilliant decoration.

The carved beam painting, the dragon dance, the various birds and beasts are relieved, and they are lifelike.

The center of the main hall, a thick big tree grows towards the top. This tree is a holy tree, which has been integrated with this building.

There are many white hair in a position close to it. Just as the paper strip of the willow, the paper strips of the willow tree are dead, and they can only swing with the wind. But the white river root of this tree has his own life, can come back and rook around.

In many roots in these, Chen Jing suddenly found that there was a hanger that hanged a piece of man.

Among them, there are still bloody, obviously fresh.

'That ... that is ...'

Carefully identify those skulls, one of them let Chen Jing are extremely familiar. Meditation, but think of that people are not one of the first eleventh kings?

Do you die?

There is no doubt that this person is the first batch of people who have been caught in the old martial art. Before he was outside the main hall, this will appear here, certainly one of the people who have just caught in.

'Old Miti's mouth voice says everyone's opportunity, but the result is that these people quietly kill this. '

'Sure enough, any king is the same, the king's mouth, deceptive ghost. Good toxic old guy. '

After aware of the crisis, Chen Jing also led.

Since the previous group came in, since he was dead, then he nature would not exceed the exception.

'coming. '

Just prepared, he heard the sound of the surrounded by the front, and the Bai Root rooted a root of the rope to take him toward him.

too fast!

Fast incredible.

Chen Jing looked at the white river roots from the front, but when he wanted to dodge, he found that his feet, behind, there was more white river roots quietly spread.

I also willed him, just, he has never been found.

When he struggled, he found himself, no matter how it makes it, the force is like a mud cow into the sea, how can you not break away?

[Talent · ]!

Seeing that I have to be inhal to take the roots, Chen Jing can only fight for the talent of Emperor's water.

Haina Baichuan is the way of gathering, and Haichuan is from complete distribution.

This talent is to dispenon the body into a liquid state, which is an escape.

Conditionally, it will be improving.

"Wanhe return!"

This talent is really effective, the dense white river root will be entangled in the buckle, but when his body is liquid, it is easy to get from the dense white furgen root.

The fishing nets will only go to the smallest fish, but the net can not live intangible water.

It takes a detachment, Chen Jing's liquid body is very fast to return to the sea, the flow of flow, synthesized human form.

'Fortunately, there is a swallowing supered, if it is not this [ ], I am afraid that I have been in front of the top, and I am hanging on the root. '

Even so, he is still not optimistic at this time.

"Oh? Water pulse talent, are you the future of the emperor?"

The old voice suddenly sounded again.

Within this silent space, this sound sounds different from the previous weakness, it is like Hong Zhong Da Lu, and the people are shocked.

Chen Jing's eyes continuously, want to follow the source, but the purple mist, he is here to distinguish.

And that surround sound, it is impossible to distinguish from which location of the sound source.

"No, the appearance of our family, has the talent of the Emperor, whispered." Among the rich violet, the weak voice is again.

With the sound of this sound, the surrounding purple fog has gradually scattered a little bit.

Chen Jing was twisted, suddenly wearing a thin layer of purple fog and saw a figure.

- The height is not half a meter, swaying.

At first glance, it is not clear.

After 3 seconds of the eye, the image was in the forefocularity - it was an old man, and the body was sitting on the ground.

That pair of hands, as if it was cut, the skinny, dragged on the ground.

The old man is also showing the latch, and the skin is dark and dry.

A silver hair is still bright, like a white jade to draw.

Under the long hair, it is a horrible face - the double-eyed syrup, the beads are almost the same.

There are several places that have fallen on the face.

Especially the earlobe is very serious, and it has spread to the neck, and the neck seems to be more serious.

'This ... this symptom ...'

Just look at it, Chen Jing feels that this disease is a bit more acquaintance.

The diseases on the snake people who have seen on the moon star are very similar.

"Which one of you is?" Asked the old man.

The eyes are as torched, and Chen Jing is torched, and it is repeatedly examined.

Chen Jing is tensioned, with his cultivation and his blood, etc., in front of this old monster, you can say that this old monster can kill him, just move your finger.

And if he wants to protect, it is not necessarily effective.

The fear of death hovering his heart, forcing his heartbeat unconsciously to three times the frequency of three times.

"Second King! Arrive in the second king!" Chen Jing hardly scored his head.

"It turned out to be the last life of the old two. Old two ... The old two ..." The old man is slightly sigh, turbid and the double eyes of the concave, suddenly rush, "If the old two is dead, then how good."

When I finished, the old man only hooked a finger, and then Chen Jing felt that his blood was beating, like boiling water, boiling, in the blood vessel.

"Sure enough, the old two people." The old man snorted, and the eyebrows suddenly wrinkled: "Although it is the old two, the blood is not very pure, and the dirty is dirty. Shenterong? "

The old man suddenly crushed, and the blood of Chen Jing was almost burst from the blood vessels.

Chen Jing only looked swelling, and his eyes were all over the blood, directly red, and red as dripped.

From the neck to the ankle, the body of the skin is highly horrible.

It seems that the blood of him is not him, but it belongs to this old man. Under the summons of this old man, these blood must return, to abandon him.

'Two kings? It turns out that this blood is really from the second king? '

I was initially said to be the future generation of the second king, just Chen Jingshun said with Ji Yan. It is considered half-push half.

It later, he knew the things of swallowing a supe, and learned that the swallowing ace dish was once a king, and it was also lost after the two kings. He is suspected that human beings on the earth are not good, and the snake family steals the second king's gene blood, which is created.

In this way, the result of the guess, but did not expect to be true in the verification of the old Mi Di.

'The human beings on the earth are all left behind the blood! '

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Chen Jing was desperately suppressed, but he still didn't blocked. He looked down at it. He saw his own pair of pulse double bursts, like the blood, shot from the blood vessel.