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

When Leng Jia Sheng said these words, it was like saying something more than normal.

Ink poured in shock. At the beginning, she also blamed the cold and holy god, blaming him for bringing her back at the last moment of the cold and holy ascent. I didn't see the scene of the cold and holy fairy.

But what I didn't expect was that it was the god who saved his life.

If the cold-hearted sainthood of the time hadn't brought her back, she might have become one of the stepping stones of many cold-hearted saints and fairies.

Think about it and be scared.

Seeing this look of ink, Leng Jia Sheng probably also understood, "I didn't expect that after all these years, the thought of being part of my body even had its own consciousness, so I made a good claim. ”

But Leng Jia Sheng wasn't angry either, he just shrugged his shoulders unnecessarily, "In that case, I will kill you now to make up for the transgression of that mindset. ”

The voice had just fallen, and Cold Jia Sheng had a strong killing intent, shocking the ink glass to take a big step back. Naiyu and Tianlang's eyes were heavy, and they looked at each other and saw a hint in each other's eyes.

Just as the two of them were preparing to do so, Inkglass opened up again and she wanted to try to get the recycled flowers without doing so.

After all, it's not good for either side, for any one side to get hurt.

This is cruel to the cold, and a permanent trauma to the ink. Ink dumps don't want to go wrong again and again because of their own temporary mistakes.

“Cold seniors,” Ink Tilt called again.

But after all, it was one step late. Cold Jia Sheng had already made his move at the moment of Naiyu and Tianlang's hand. He was a Baijing sandbox. The speed of this confrontation was just an instinctive reaction.

At this moment in the kung fu, the three of them have fought.

Ink glazed around. Though extremely powerful, Mu Tianlang was still extremely hard on Cold Jia Sheng, and this Cold Jia Sheng practiced splitting, and each split had the same attack power as the body.

That makes it even more tricky.

It is not clear which is the subject and which is the split. Even if the Ice Dragon is released, as soon as the Fire Dragon sees Leng Jia Sheng, the flame is cut short, let alone together against Leng Jia Sheng. The two men were in the downwind, the ink was dimmed, and the dragon was released.

Just came out, the firedragons hovered, the ink poured, and they were all shivered by the sound of the long whistle.

This long song is like an ice spring injected into their heartland, it can be instantly exciting, at the same time, the magic power seems to improve a lot, the ice dragon trapped in the bottleneck for many years more vibrated, hidden some breakthrough moments.

The ink poured into the fire dragon was even higher.

Fire dragons are not like ice dragons. When it sees Cold Heaven, the flames burn more and more. It circled in the middle of the sky, two lantern-like dragon eyes staring so cold at Cold St., inside flashing the flames of a bear.

In addition to the four identities that haunted Naiyu and Tianlang, two others stopped and looked up at the half-empty Fire Dragon.

Fire Dragon shook the scales and spoke in human language, "Long time no see. ”

Two cold-blooded saints smiled lightly, and the two gradually became one person. Ink thought, this must be the true body of cold-blooded saints.

“Little things," he said. "I didn't know you were that big. ”