Cold 17 is still a little bit of affection.

However, it is also a huge income from high-risk.

Nowadays, he is not just a smooth passage of four layers of Ling Ling, but also a small cut. Before before and after, it is enough to resist his ten days of hardship!

The essence of refining a first-class monster is equivalent to the hardship of the 10th!

A touch of essence is scribbled from the bottom of the cold seventeen.

You know, it is the monster in the blood mist island!

He can quickly improve the repair through this method.

I think that the cold seventeen is not exempt from a bit of exciting color, and I am saying: "I don't want to be a third-order practice!"

In the next few days, the cold seventeen did not need to go back to the cave, so it was so slow, and it will encounter the monster from time to time.

He is never vague, directly outstanding, killing the monster at the fastest speed, then destroying the deadline.

However, the movement of him is too big, even if it has changed the "battlefield", it is still noticed.

Just four days of time, cold seventeen is already refining the seven first-order monsters!

And his cultivation is already five floors in the spirit!

However, cold seventeen is not very happy, because he suddenly found that his cultivation is a five-story, but his aura is a bit of a lot.

That is to say, although the refining of the transmilanced can make him quickly improve the repair, but it will also lead to pureness.

In the long run, I am afraid that the foundation is unstable.

Therefore, cold seventeen curbed the urgency of rapid improvement, and hitting hands in time, rushing back to the area where he was in place, died.

He is planned to go back to the cave to rest and refine the aura. Who wants to hear the sound of fighting in half.

"Weird, three days later, there is no water source, there is no water source, who will fight at this time?" Cold 17 secretly felt strange, thought, quietly touching the battle.

In this area of ​​the thoven, it is nothing more than the Yushu Help, the Baili and the Mumei.

Among them, the Yushu and Baili Group have a grievances, and the past, maybe there is any gain.

After quietly approaching, the cold seventeen hide behind a dead wood.

Two dials are being fighting, one of them is a hundred miles. The other people don't know cold seventeen, and it should be people in Mo.

There are not many people fighting, add up to more than twenty people. It is said that it is fighting, in fact, it will be more appropriate to use it.

Because everyone has no murder.

"It seems that they just want to win, rather than life and death." Cold seven dark.

The most conspicuous thing in battle is four people.

The first is a hundred miles and his opponent.

The people who can fight with Baili will be the door of Mo.

The other two are also the spirituality of the spirit, and a black face born cold seventeen seems a bit impression.

Cold 17 silently observed the War, in the end, the final winner is still on the four Zuri.

However, whether it is Bailiqing or a black face boy is in the upper wind.

"It seems that the hundred miles have to win."

Surprising, suddenly the hundred miles long guns have a sharp sweep, one pick, two kinds of spiritual light in half air, form a "ten" word.

He suddenly stab, the gun tip condensed a sharp spiritual point in the center of the "Ten" word, and immediately talled forward.

The ink is not dare to hard, but it can only be struggling to dodge, but it is still scratched by the Light.

"Second-order spirit! The luck is really good." Cold 17 is a little unexpected, and the second-order spirit is very rare, but it is also a gun method suitable for Bailiqing.

On the other hand, the black noodles also barely win a trick.

"Stop!" Bailiqing said.

All the people of all the hundred miles stopped backwards immediately after hearing.

Bailiqing's first two steps, said: "The winning is divided, and the Mo Men is not aware of whether it is lost."

When the ink came down, his face was sinking, and the coagulation said: "Bailiqing, why have you been so persistent?"

"This is my business, I just want to know your choice."

"... Well, I hope to gamble, send people before you come to me." The ink is gloomy on a face, and the last bite is awkward.

"I believe that the Mo Men will not yell, say." Bailiqing glanced a few people, and then smiled slightly, leaving her hand.

Seeing the hundred miles away, the ink is facing a few points, and finally takes people return.

Cold seven witnessed this, but still a little doubt, did not want to understand what Baili Qing wants.

If it is necessary to strong Plunkmen to help the anti-jade tree, then the attitude towards the ink should not be this. Moreover, the two dialings have a big fight here, and it is impossible to have such a big sound.

It is not allowed, and there are Yushu helpers in this vicinity.

Shake the head, cold seventeen and did not have the heart.

Because now in the strength and eye of the cold, they are like a family, how can he toss, as long as he is not related to him.

Subsequently, the cold seventeen quietly returned to the place where he was arranged, the cave.

Entering the cave, cold seventeen whole body is faintly relaxed, touching the "bed" that has been a little tide, cold seventeen directly lying down and sleeping.

Since the last time, the time has passed a half a month.

First fight with the jade tree, the two majors of the hundred miles, and encounter a first-order monster.

After that, unexpectedly discovered that underground space was found, it was found to be prohibited, which was a nine deaths.

It is difficult to escape the birthday, but it is unintentionally involved in the contest and bloody battle. I didn't expect to see the bone three, helping her override.

Later, he forcibly refined the expressive blood and killed some meridians.

Although his cultivation and strength have a huge increase ratio before leaving, these can be said to be exchanged!

Cold 17 suddenly felt very tired, every bone of the whole body, every meridians, were in a faint pain.

He is blurred, and his body is gently squatting on a small bed. I wonder if I have passed a little snoring.

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At the same time, in the corner of the thirteen, more than a dozen people are looking forward.

One of them slammed on a wooden chair, and the fruit of a water spirit was peeled off, and immediately bite.

"Oh, sweet!" The person appeared on the face of a happy look, but also squatted.

Bailiqing saw this, the eyes of the eyes jumped a few times, pressed the anger in the heart, as much as the voice and the voice: "Yucai, I just did you understand?"

"Well, I understand, I understand, sweet!" Yushu bites a fruit and then said: "You don't say he is coming back."

"Not bad!"

"Who is it coming back?"

After the hundreds of hands came to the body, he held a punch and released it, and the word was authentic: "Cold, Ten, Seven!"

"Oh?" Yushu was awkward, and he did not continue to eat fruit.

"If you want to be a helper, you will realize the threat of that person."

"You just said, cold ten? Who?" Yushu revealed a doubtful look.

"You!" Baili you did not control your emotions, and finally 'heart is a flatness and' said: "Just defeating you, from you to take the second-order spirit of the second-order spirit!"

"Fart! What is it to defeat, we are playing a hand, do you understand?" Yushu listened, like being stepped on the tail, and suddenly jumped from the wooden chair.