The Corpse Ruler Confuses the World, All Seven Husbands Are Devils

Chapter 182: Like White Plum in the Cold Winter

It is also strange that this cold-blooded saint has invited all the humans and demons, and it is also uneven to fix it. What the hell is he doing?

Finally, as people held their breath, the sixth heavenly robbery came from the thick clouds, and took the momentum that had not been combined in the first to fifth paths towards the cold-hearted holy attack.

Lengjiasheng hands together ten, before (xiong), to surprise Ink glass, before the sixth heavenly robbery, Lengjiasheng did not take out his own spiritual treasure!? When Ink Dump was on the ferry, he turned into a zombie in this sixth heavenly robbery, and also took out the ancient Lingbao he was looking for.

Cold Jiasheng in front of him was just a demon repair, dare to do so, even the original form did not illuminate. How amazing is his magic?!

He said that it was too late, only winking kung fu, the sixth heavenly robbery came with fierce energy toward Cold Jia Sheng. People are staring at Leng Jia Sheng to see how he coped with this heavenly robbery, and something amazing happened to them.

Lengjiasheng stood still, neither responding to the heavenly robbery nor in any way protecting himself. Instead, he stood still and let the sixth heavenly robbery strike him.

Even the folks of the Fox tribe were worried.

“This cold-blooded Saint may not be too confident, it's a holy robbery, let it just hit you. No matter how strong his body is, it will never survive so easily. ”

“That's right, I think this cold-blooded saint is insane. ”

“No, look at him like that. I've been watching him for ages. Let Thunder chop you to death. ”

……

The people around them burgled whispers, and the ink slammed into their ears, but their eyes still stared at the high platform.

Of course she knows that Lengjiasheng will not be defeated so easily by this day, but why is he so?! Ink dumps are really the first time someone's seen something like that.

Only after the sixth heavenly robbery struck Cold Jiasheng, a white light swept up, triggering a layer of energy and lifting the platform. The immortals watching near the platform were all hurt, and everyone backed away, but even if they were injured, they would not leave. Everyone's face is even more different when they stare closely at the holy place of Cold Beauty.

Soon, the waves of energy light became weaker, and the white light faded away, revealing the figure of the people inside.

“How is that possible? ”

“Him, he's intact?! ”

“My God, he's so cold and holy... his body is so strong?! ”

“Luckily, he was not the enemy. ”

……

Just when the crowd or people were amazed or jealous or emotional, the ink glazed over her eyes, not because Cold Saint survived the day in such an easy fashion, but because she was surprised that the illusion line could make the heaven robbery so real.

That strong force of attack makes ink unforgettable, and the fluctuations that just struck are even more powerful than the seventh and eighth heavenly robberies that Ink Pills originally dodged. The strength and weakness of the heavenly robbery is closely related to the strength and weakness of the capabilities of the dodgers, as can be seen from the horror of this cold and holy ability. And the attack, the ink is clearly felt.

Suddenly a horrible thought appeared in the heart of the ink.

If this illusion is not too powerful and real, then there is also a possibility that she might actually come to the scene of Cold St. Feast.

If that's the case, it really makes the ink sweat.

How horrible should this Cold Saint be in order to have such a powerful ability!

Halfway through the sky, Cold and Holy glimpse of the crowd, the corners of the lips pulled a slight smile, hands up gently waved, the just dissipated platform was restored to its original state.

“Space law, space law. He passed through the laws of space. ”

Someone in the crowd suddenly shouted. Glass glanced up and saw an old woman standing in front of her with a bent hunchback, looking into the eyes of Cold Holy.

Leng Jia Sheng is mighty, she is scared, I think there must be resentment to do this!

The old woman said she was not going to stay any longer. She was going to leave.

“Why did Grandma Lump have to leave in such a hurry?” Leng Jia Sheng opened his mouth.

His voice is as noble as others', as white plums in that cold winter, and beauty is beautiful, but unlike anything that can be played with in the world.

The old lady who called Grandma Waist seemed to have no intention of ignoring Leng Jia Sheng, but now she wanted to escape.

But her body couldn't move anyway.

How could she have lost her ability to move under him?

The more so, the deeper the scary look on Granny Waist's face.

“Cold seniors, old women and dandruff need to be refined. Can you let the old lady go first?” Granny Lumbar was helpless and had to whisper in a low voice in search of Cold Jia Sheng.

The corner of Cold Saint's lips brings up a sarcastic look, "Oh, Alchemy? Did you catch my people to refine the Dan medicine again? ”

The rumored granny's face showed a frightening look. I didn't think Cold Jia Sheng would ever know?!

Cold Jia Sheng sneered, a pair of demonic eyes slowly swept through the crowd, revealing surprise as they swept over the inked face, but quickly swept through the inked glass. After a full circle of sight, the sound of Lengjia Santa did not contain a hint of temperature sounded again, “Today's Daoists better not think about getting out of here early, otherwise don't blame Cold for not being polite. ”

The immortal who was just about to sneak away, heard the story, but awkwardly stopped. He had to stand where he was and look at Cold St. on the high platform. I'm afraid I've long regretted why I came to mix this up.

Ink and glass are full of belly doubt, this cold saint must be confident that his foot-and-mouth disease will become fairy? Well, even if he's a fairy, he's going to the fairy world, and he can't be in the mortal world. If these men retaliate against the folk of the Fox after he has gone to the Immortal Realm, he is also helpless.

If this is so obvious, Lengjiasheng should know, but why does he still do it? I don't understand ink.

Soon after the voice fell, the sound of the sky bursting again.

If the voice of Leng Jia Sheng was terrifying, then the sound of the boom at this moment is a pleasant voice for everyone.

I really hope that this seventh and eighth heavenly robbery will kill Leng Jia Sheng.

I wonder if people's prayers have worked, the sky is filled with an unprecedented atmosphere of intense annihilation, and after the thick clouds, the brightness of the glow gradually emerges.

Cold Jiasheng also knows the importance of this moment, and he no longer has reservations and reveals his original form.

He is not much different from the cold original shape, it is all a fiery red fur color, demonic fox eyes, if any difference, is body size.

Cold Saints are almost twice as big as cold. So in the mood, it's a lot higher than the cold.

Everyone took a breath. After all, they were two golden dragons. They circled together and looked coldly at the cold-blooded saints on the high platform.

Suddenly, a smaller golden dragon roared, with a large blood basin and a big mouth, and a fierce attack on Cold Jia Sheng.

Cold Jiasheng did not lag behind, he lifted his thick furry claws, his back foot slipped, roaring and attacking the Golden Dragon.

On the other hand, the slightly larger Golden Dragon is a lazy circle over the clouds with no worries, looking cold at the battle between Cold St. and the slightly smaller Golden Dragon.

Everyone saw the momentum of Jinlong in their hearts. In view of the words of cold-blooded saints and arrogance just now, they hoped that the Golden Dragon would directly eat the cold-blooded saint!

But surprisingly, in the first round with Jinlong, Cold Jiasheng heard Jinlong scream, and then gradually dissipated in the heavens and the earth with reluctance and inflexibility.

Before he disappeared, his eyes were filled with gold dragons in the clouds like a copper mausoleum.

The golden dragon in the cloud saw this, sent a fierce long tsunami, and the whistle shook heaven and earth, causing the ink to pour out a shock. The intense sadness made her feel intense anger.

When Indragon was reminiscent of her own ferry, she was also two dragons, representing the seventh and eighth heavenly robberies respectively, and one dragon was slightly weaker in strength, but when she destroyed the Golden Dragon, representing the seventh heavenly robbery, the other dragon seemed indifferent, but instead revealed a human irony in her eyes.

At this moment, the Golden Dragon exudes infinite sorrow and anger that destroys the heavens and the earth. Are they a couple?

Cough… Now is not the time to think about it, ink dumps back your mind and keep your focus on Cold Sage on the high ground.

She would like to see how the next Leonard Church faces it.

Everyone was also surprised and looked at each other. The power of this cold and good saint is deeply unpredictable. If this were to continue, his cold and good saint would most likely succeed in becoming a fairy. If so, listening to the attitude of the cold and good saint just now would not spare them.

In that case, they might as well help the Golden Dragon with a deadly blow to Lengjiasheng.

Thinking about it, everyone is watching the battle between Saint Cold and Golden Dragon in the air.

Cold Jia Sheng was not afraid of Golden Dragon, and flew straight into the air, proactively attacking, causing strong dissatisfaction with Golden Dragon, and fighting Cold Jia Sheng more effort.

In the eyes, the more the battle between Golden Dragon and Cold Jia Sheng heats up, the more vulnerable Cold Jia Sheng is hidden. The Fox's eyes are full of anxiety.

At this moment, the people who were just watching the war suddenly jumped and rushed to the cold sanctuary in the middle of the air.

Of course, there are a few that are still watching the war. Neither does it mean to help Leng Jia Sheng, just to watch and see what happens.

The eyes of Lengjiasheng are in a dilemma. How can Ink Glass feel that the Fox people have given a slight sigh of breath when they see it, and look up, and the lips of Lengjiasheng also have a deep smile.

The bottom of the glass is shocked. Is it...

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