The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father

Those who have not really participated in the battle under the control of ink mirror, at this moment, it is finally going to play their terrible combat power.

If you count from quantity, the combat power of Xianzun has reached fifty.

And what is human?

There are no ten ten.

As in Mo Qingshan said, when he hasn't come yet, this is a suffering, it is the competition of him with Jun Mu Yan.

But when he stepped forward, the winning contract has decided.

The ink mirror is slightly white, and it is coming to Mo Qingshan.

Mo Qing Mountain looked at him, and there was no lifetime: "I know that you still have nostalgia to humans, but I don't want to kill them, but only once, don't take the case. I have to go to the roller, I should throw it. Everything in this world. "

"Yes, the old ancestors." The sound of the ink mirror is extremely difficult.

And destroy the [Sealing God] of the Hall of the Pharmacy, flew back to the hands of the ink.

Mo Qingshan did not have too much lesson ink, after all, he can take it to the descendants of the hundred miles at the moment, only this one.

So how much tolerance is made to the ink mirror.

Mo Qingshan is going to hold the [Sealing God], suddenly rushed out of the ripple, suddenly grabbed the gods.

A green gluten on the back of the hand.

The hoarse cracked snoring in the Yogan Mountain Ear, also in everyone's ear.

"People's army is listening !!"

"Abandon attack, self-destruction !!!"

In the face of Mo Qingshan, he revealed a bit of wrong look, so half of it slowly turned to the youth.

Sealing God is the highest level of longitudinal sacred object.

It is not an ordinary monk to be able to control.

The hand of the ink mirror is pressed on the seal, and it is necessary to draw the magnifier energy in the seal.

Then, the control of the people's army will be grabbed in the hands of Mo Qingshan.

Even just grabbing a short moment.

And obviously he succeeded.

The big army swayed, and the energy fluctuations in the body began to disorder.

It doesn't seem to know which instructions should be listened.

Soon, the people below the immunity began to be self-explosion.

Then it is the first step of Xianzun, the fairy high level ...

The flesh and blood, the air formed a whirlpool even because of huge energy explosion, and a lot of ghosts went in and torn into a crush.

In the blink of an eye, the strongest people under the hand of Mo Qingshan will exhausted.

There are only a few fairy high-level people, because it is too high, and there is no controlled ink.

But this is enough.

He has done it, he can do the limit.

The mouth of the ink mirror is slowly evoked, revealing a light smile, and the body can no longer support, and the inch is cracking.

Blood is asked.

The three souls are as if they have been broken by a little bit, and they are not intensified.

Ink mirror into the ground, in the pain of burning heart, it is blurred in front of you.

This is not even the punishment of Mo Qingshan to apply it on him.

It is just the anti-anti-the anti-, and he has already entered hell.

A full of chopping in the audience.

No one is not expected, will usher in such a flip in the desperation.

In particular, people in the pole domain, looked at the ink mirror into the full body, and the shock in the heart, it is simply unable to describe words.

The ink mirror is not a traitor? !

......

"why?"

The voice of Mo Qingshan came from above. "Isn't I not good enough?"

Because there is only such a son who can take a hundred miles.