Realms In The Firmament

There seemed to be a lot of faces, constantly flashing away, but Ye Jiao's mind was already in a state of semi-chaos; he muttered: “I'm sorry... I thought I could do it...”

Bang

Ye laughed his body firmly on the ground.

He can walk.

Ye Smile knows he can walk, but he can't leave here at this moment!

Because the ice is still down there!

If you walk away, Ice will be finished.

So I'd rather die than go. I'm dead, I don't know anything. I left, and I knew. So I'd rather die than know!

It's the ultimate responsibility of a man!

“Dead?” Du Qingpeng smiled. Stepping forward, looking for the ground, but found nothing: “What about the small tower? Why is it gone? Is it... a superior treasure that merges with flesh?! ”

Saying, a sword appeared in his hand: "Even if it's true, it doesn't matter. After I cut the bastard's body to pieces, I can't believe I found the baby! ”

The sword flashed and fell. The idea of breaking the Ye smile into ten thousand pieces was revealed!

However, at this critical juncture, a sudden and extremely gloomy aura burst out of the cave!

For a moment, between heaven and earth, you're in infinite cold blood!

Everyone feels their body seems frozen...

Du Qingpeng held a long sword and stayed alive in the air. He could not move. The long sword could no longer fall, as if it had been cast in the air.

The eyes reveal an extreme fear.

Who is this man?

It's so powerful...

This unprecedented cold feeling seems unprecedented, even in the blue clouds of heaven...

A long whistle, suddenly the sky shook, a clear Vietnamese voice mixed with an extreme complex emotion, actually a powerful whistle: “Ye smile! I'll tear you to shreds! ”

As soon as the sound rushed to the sky, the whole mountain was shaking!

The power of a single voice is as good as it sounds. So, what is the strength of the speaker himself?

Pu!

Just after this loud noise, a series of vibrations suddenly appeared in the belly of the mountain, and then a "boom” was heard. From the belly of the mountain to the top of the mountain, a round hole suddenly appeared!

The original stone in the hole, at this moment, was completely dusted and drifted far out.

A white shadow, just flashing, had appeared on the top of the mountain.

Then, it seemed to observe the surrounding environment and flashed again. The white figure had come in front of Du Qingpeng.

A woman!

A beautiful woman of unspeakable, unspeakable colour.

An attack on white clothes like snow, long hair floating, a figure, like the fairy of Heavenly Palace, descended.

It's just that, at this moment, this fairy has all these machines in her body!

Like the destruction of the heavens and the earth and the human race.

In such a terrible atmosphere, even though Du Qingpeng and others cultivated it, everyone had to tremble violently. I dare not look up at all. What does this woman look like...

Obviously, Du Qingpeng and others felt that this woman was strong and terrible, so strong that there was no room for even a little resistance!

The woman's footsteps moved and stopped again.

Du Qingpeng mustered courage and looked at him secretly.

Seeing that the woman was turning her back on herself, it seemed to be the throne of the wind that was already unconscious on the ground; moreover, the delicate body appeared to tremble slightly.

Even with Du Qingpeng on his back, Du Qingpeng can still feel at this moment, this woman's kind of brief obscurity, that kind of extreme contradiction...

“He's... dead?” The women's voices in white had shivered a little, staring at the windy throne lying quietly on the ground, and a ghost spoke.

“…" The crowd was silent and no one dared speak.

The woman in white lay down slightly, a slender hand like a white jade, affixed to the chest of the leaf smile on the ground, tried it, her eyes lit up, and breathed... Then her face turned black and she bit her teeth and said: "Want to die? It's not that easy! ”

“If you want to die, you have to die in my hands! ”

An unpredictable fluctuation of oil, yet now, scattered in this space, this white woman is actually healing for the wind throne on the ground?

Seven people obviously felt it.

The last sentence of this woman has a slightly colorful taste...

And the inconsistency just now seems even more serious...

She kept her back to herself and the others, and she didn't turn around at all.

How dare you!

Besides, she was so besieged by herself and others that she healed the wind constellation without any hesitation?

Even if you are strong and powerful, you can't help but be unrestrained!

Du Qingpeng's eyes glistened and secretly made a gesture.

Everyone glanced and nodded slightly, indicating understanding.

This woman is undoubtedly powerful, waiting for others to break off as opponents...

But somehow, she is now in a state of some disorientation... what she says seems to hate this Fengjun, but what is inexplicable is... the wound of this Fengjun makes her very distraught!

Even ignore the occasion, ignore the strong behavior of timing to heal their wounds!

Reproduce the variables of the current situation!

Perhaps the opportunity to wait for others is just this moment!

Just when she was completely unprotected, faint, and blindly healing this guy on the ground...

Perhaps even the heavens are looking out for themselves and waiting for others. Not only is Windling dying, but even this woman, whose background is uncertain, identity is unknown and strength exceeds imagination, is dying as well!

“Die! ”

Du Qingpeng's long sword star burst into his hand and slashed it hard at this white woman!

Meanwhile, the remaining six men or knives or swords have all been fully manipulated, while striking the strongest blow of their lives!

Seven masters, together, attacked this obviously soulless woman...

This white woman's hand is clearly on the ground in the position of the throne chest, infinite spiritual power is still pouring out, flexible and long, and the output is spongy. She immediately ignores the seven sharp tools that have been severely chopped down towards her, ignoring them, and completely ignoring them!

Seven people can see the hand, and they are overjoyed!

Scrub!

Seven Divine Weapon Weapon, truly nothing but split on this infinitely beautiful woman!

However, the result is not that the seven imaginary women, such as Du Qingpeng, together with the wind, broke into 10,000 pieces, but...

“Wow…”

“Pup...”

Seven people collapsed at the same time, the whole body was shocked out, screamed, seven tricks of blood spray!

This woman didn't even take any real yuan shock back, just the pure physical and spiritual energy naturally operated, not only to resist the chopping of seven Divine Soldier weapons, but also to make seven people seriously injured together!

Even, the process of healing her wounds for the wind was uninterrupted, as long as it had been before, without any disturbance!

Seven people have a strong fear in their eyes!

What kind of cultivation is this?

Even in the blue clouds of heaven, such repairs are unknown and unheard of!

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