“Well, I will chop you both together today under my Devil's Sword!! ”

When the sky rolls, the clouds roll and the mountains rock.

Once again, the demon sword sheaths out, and the sword is split into shadows, and the cold is raging.

Every ray of sword light contains a thorough intent to kill.

The clouds are cold and frosty.

Kill him!

But if anybody moves Seven, he won't be allowed to die!

“Seven, you stand behind me!! ”

The rain will never shake your head.

Spiritual power surged wildly in the body, and the soul beads behind it sparkled brilliantly.

Yun Rusheng shocked: “Xiaoqi, you have just been injured by [Soul Cord], you must never use the soul bead again. ”

The rain turned back and the pale, dry, cracked lips snapped shallow curves.

That smile was so agile and cunning, like the little brother who tried to do bad things on a weekday.

The only voice is so dumb and weak, "Brother Big Brother, you always come to protect me, this time, change seven to protect you, okay? ”

Boom ——!!

One red, one white, two brilliant lights rush to the sky.

In the middle of the sky, it is turned into white zest and bifang, soaring between heaven and earth.

The red bike is fine, but it's just a hidden heat.

But at the moment of the appearance of White Ze, the heavens and the earth seemed to be overshadowed by terrible threats.

The Qingyushan spiritual beast, originally irritated by the fighting movement, died silently for a moment, and Cesar trembled.

He looked up at the beast white in the sky and forgot to control the Devil's Sword.

Looking back at the rain, there was only shock left in your eyes: "White Beast, what is your relationship to the royal family of Floating Island? ”

Sweat beads dripping down your forehead like rain.

The wisdom that just came to light dissipated a little.

He bit the tip of his tongue until the pain of drilling came and the rust of his lips made him barely sustain his shaky body.

“--------!! ”

A shocking beast roared, and White slowly drowned the curtain, lifting the front paw, slowly tapping towards the Ning.

This can be said to be very slow.

But Konin, like a great enemy, immediately recalled the demon sword and cut it off.

Bang!!

A collision led him back a few dozen meters and his face was white.

White silk and cold eyes.

It can be controlled by rainfall, but it spits a bite of blood.

Bi Fang saw the owner injured, made a crisp noise, the whole body turned into a flame and poured towards Ning.

In the face of Bi Fang, I prefer not to look at it at all.

When the demon sword waved, Bi Fang made a scream and flew out to dissipate in the air.

Rain spits blood again.

He looked at him with complexity, and looked at White Ze with a hesitation: “Rumor has it that the Royal Lan family discovered more than a decade ago a true vegetal heirloom of the Beast Emperor, able to defend the Beast, able to master the world, able to build a floating island, repair a ladder, able to reproduce the grand world of 10,000 years ago. ”

“But this rumor has not been mentioned in years, as if it had never happened. I thought it was just a rumor. But then..."

It turns out it's true!

In a deserted land with only spiritual power, such a depleted immortal air in today's Shizuku continent, with a low and no longer low Yuan Baby can be repaired, it actually summons the true beast Shirazawa.

Who can do this besides pure Beast King blood?!

The rain just feels like something's burning in the boil.

His eyes were getting blurred and his quiet voice was getting farther and farther away, making him almost invisible.

But his body stood upright and didn't want to take a step back.