The God of War Challenging Heaven

Meanwhile, Lu Yuesheng, Zhao Yuting and Yuesheng's eyes also suddenly burst into sharp colors.

Each one of them has their own target.

Qin Yi: Aunt Sheng Xue.

Dragon Snow: Save the people.

Zhao Yuting and Lu Yuesheng: Sirius Army leader.

“The disciple declares that you are about to be sacrificed to the soul, and at this moment, I wonder, would you feel sad? ”

Aunt Holy Snow has come to the front of the disciple announcement, the purple half-moon curved knife, suspended behind her, has become constantly trembling, the purple glow, the intense killing.

“Sadness? ”

The disciple looked proudly at Aunt Holy Snow and suddenly smiled slightly: “I think it is you who should be sad at this moment, dressed high, as if you were a god, in fact, a brutal demon head! ”

“Oh, it's funny, go on, I'll give you time to finish everything you want before the soul festival. ”

Aunt Holy Snow smiled shallow: “I am the first master of the Holy Snow Empire. Even His Majesty the Empire needs to see my face. Do you think my sadness, where did it come from? ”

“You're ruthless. To be honest, it's a murder tool. Don't you think you're sad? ”

The disciple pronounced a beautiful corner of his mouth, slightly raised, and hung a sarcastic smile: "You're high, but you never know what love is? What is love? Aren't you sad enough that you even raised your cultivation by offering your soul such an evil means? ”

When I think of the young man's handsome face, a sweet smile appeared on the disciple's face: “If I ask regret, it will now be sacrificed to my soul, my only regret is not to see him again. ”

After listening to what the disciple proclaimed, Qin Yi in the crowd, his heart, gently rose to a warm stream. He knew very well that the “he” in the disciple's mouth was referring to himself.

“Oh, little girl, it seems you have a crush on someone. ”

Santa Xuexiao looked at the discipline teacher quite funny and suddenly smiled: “Speaking of love, a month ago, I was truly a ruthless person, but half a month ago, after talking to him, his shadow would often appear in my mind, little girl, do you think I am not a newborn in love? I guess so, so, you're wrong, I'm not a pathetic person. ”

Ah...

The disciple opened his mouth in dismay. For a moment, he was right.

Not only did the disciple announce that everyone in the place was stunned, even His Majesty the Snow Empire stood up from the royal chair.

Holy Snow Aunt, who exists like a god, was born in love!

“Oh, my God, am I hearing this wrong? ”

Throughout the scene, a shout broke out.

And the most shocking of all, naturally, is to count Qin Yi. At this moment, he, like the top of the Five Thunders, sits there in a daze, unable to move.

Half a month ago, I told Aunt Holy Snow, didn't I?

With this supreme existence, such a vague narrative, she was born in love with herself!

And what's even more bloody is that now, the disciple Xuan and Aunt Saint Xue are all referring to the same person, that is, themselves, and the two of them don't know anything about it.

Grass, if a man is too handsome, he will cause trouble!

Qin Yi sighed at himself quite helplessly.

Suddenly.

An invisible killing intent, spreading from the side.

Qin Yi turned his face and only saw him with wood and snow. He was set to look at himself. In those eyes, there was a strong killing intent: “You bad bastard, what did you do with Aunt Saint Snow on that day in the palace? She only saw you once and thought about you! Huh!”

Feeling the intense slaughter in the eyes, Qin Yi subconsciously shrunk his neck and waved his hands in haste: “Did I really do nothing with her? She's the one we're gonna deal with. What can I do to her? ”

However, his words were obviously quite pale and powerless. Don't talk about draining wood snow. Even Zhao Yuting and Lu Yuesheng shook their heads with amusement.

Seeing the divine colour of the three of them, Qin Yi suddenly had a big fight, hard to discern.

Some ambiguous images did occur between herself and Aunt Holy Snow on that day, but they were all caused by Aunt Holy Snow's love song and love dance, and she was confused by her mind. All her actions on that day were not her own intention.

“Qin Yi, now that Aunt Saint Xue has been in love with you for the first time, this situation, shall we next, kill or not? ”

Zhao Yuting flashed a pair of Spirit of Water eyes, carefully asked, but his cheeks were red, obviously holding his stomach laugh.

Qin Yi's breasts were tight, and his face was gorgeous. He suddenly stunned: “Kill, why not kill? As long as she proclaims a few soul offerings, whoever she is, I will kill them! ”

So good.

Zhao Yuting was relieved.

“Little girl, huh, dare to say I'm pathetic, okay, I'll make you lose orally. ”

On the wooden stage, Aunt Saint Snow spared an interesting look at the disciple announcement: “In strength, you lose, in status, you lose, in affection, I want to let you lose too. From now on, I, Aunt Saint Snow, have decided to love that person, I can not want all the glory and nobility, not the first expert in the Saint Snow Empire, he is everything for me, for him, I can go to the soup fire, to the nine ghosts, to the poor, little girl, how about it? If I do, do you still think I'm a pathetic, heartless person? ”

Obviously, Aunt Saint Snow seemed to have an extremely competitive and winning heart beneath her holy appearance.

Perhaps it is because she has such a heart that she has today's achievements.

Um...

Aunt Holy Snow was not moved. Once she was moved, it was so amazing, Crying Ghost!

Everyone in the room had their chins shattered.

It's a rare scene like this!

On Qin Yi's arm, it was suddenly a sudden and severe pain that caused him to suck in the cooling air. Turned out to have knocked over the end of the vinegar jar, and on his arm, he played with his life and strangled it.

Seeing both of them, Zhao Yuting and Lu Yuesheng beside each other, both held their stomachs and laughed.

“Qin Yi, this is what happened, so... kill again or not? ”

Zhao Yuting's eyes flashed again and asked carefully.

Qin Yi raised his hand and wiped off the cold sweat on the corner quietly. The color of God was strong again: “Kill, I told you, whoever wants to kill the master to announce a few people, kill no matter! ”

On the wooden platform.

In a victorious position, Aunt Holy Snow looked at the disciple and said with a smile: "Little girl, are you oral now? ”

The disciple silently bowed his head, saying nothing right.

For a long time, she was just a hazy affection for Qin Yi, and there was no way she could have been as enthusiastic as Aunt Saint Xue.

This demon head, under its seemingly holy appearance, actually hides such a fierce emotion, but no one has ever been able to ignite it.

“Now that you've spoken orally, your life, it's over. ”

Aunt Saint Snow smiled shallow and slowly withdrew.

Boo!

Behind her, the purple half-moon curved knife burst into the sky, flying over the head of the disciple Xuan, a purple glow, as if it were a purple sun, stabbed almost impossible to open his eyes.

In the midst of the magnificent purple glory, Aunt Saint Snow's hands stretched out, the white hands immediately above the wooden platform, reflecting the shadow of two giant slender hands, constantly bearing some strange and deep fingerprints.

Aunt Holy Snow concentrated her energies, reading words, those weird and profound words, turned directly into a golden note, rushing up into the air, and then circled down and wrapped the disciple below.

At the same time, a strange voice of meditation, softly transmitted, penetrating, seemed to penetrate here from some ancient time and space.

The chant sang louder and louder, and finally the whole sky.

And the magnificent half-moon curved knife, also from the air, slowly cut down to the disciple below.

The disciple announced his eyes closed, his beautiful face slowly emerged with a shallow smile.

A clear tear, also on her cheek, slipped silently.

This is the Soul Festival?

It looks mysterious and evil!

Everyone here is curious to see it all.

“Do it, right now! ”

Seeing that Aunt Saint Xue had begun the soul festival, Qin Yi was unusually resolute and suddenly had a cold drink.

Immediately.

Qin Yi, Tuanmu Xue, Zhao Yuting and Lu Yuesheng were transformed into four shadows. They swept over the heads of everyone on the scene and burst into the wooden platform, respectively, as well as the leader of the Sirius Army in the silver battle robe with the shoulder cape.

The speed of all four is almost to the limit, and that room has reached its target.

The leader of the Sirius Army, who was wearing a silver robe, was gathering together to look at the wooden platform, and Aunt Saint Snow's soul festival suddenly felt a flower in front of him, a touching young girl, suddenly appeared in front of him.

Before he could return to God, he saw the girl's jade arm and felt a trance for a moment.

“Psst!”

Next moment.

A shadow floats, silent and, at the same time, a dark spear passes through its chest.

At the same time.

On the wooden platform.

“When!”

An ancient long gun, stabbed hard on the purple half-moon curved knife that slowly split to disciple, one shot, stabbed it out, blinked, and returned to the back of Saint Snow Aunt.

It all happened so suddenly.

Everyone on the field, including Aunt Holy Snow herself, was stuck there for a while.

It's the best time to kill her!

Qin Yi turned his gun and went towards Sino-Sanchao Xue Aunt, without any hesitation.

However.

At the end of the day, Aunt Saint Snow was an emperor, powerful and unimaginable, and that one returned to God, and Hannah's moving delicate body suddenly wandered, disappearing directly in place.

The next moment, she appeared outside the thirty gauntlets, behind her, still quietly suspended with a purple half-moon curved knife.

“Juvenile, you...”