Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

A thousand years ago, in order to compete for the wind, the Dark Clan colluded with the Phoenix to betray the Phoenix, leading to a thousand years of havoc, few of which survived, and all but them died here.

And they have only a thousand years left to fight, while protecting the heart of the wind, while fighting, no one will let go and die in peace.

“Look, this woman is beautiful, but she's already dead. ”

After hearing the words of the cloud dance, the man who had just spoken lightly changed his initial attitude and looked at her with some sharp eyes.

Cloud dance knows, she's right.

“Pick yourself a good spot, this big space, pick one. ”

“Come on, before I kill you! ”

Cloud dance laughed coldly. Although the body was no longer as powerful as it had been a thousand years ago, strength could not be underestimated. Her own words, it was better not to quarrel, and it was imperative to find dragons to evil them.

“Before dying, where were my friends?” The cloud dance frowned, hoping to wait for a satisfactory answer.

The silent Demon King suddenly smiled, pointing to the forward position, "See those six coffins? They're right there. ”

Rumor has it that the cloud-dancing underneath the eyes emerged, the sudden rise of homicide, the snow was not slightly cold, but at this moment all the wretched felt a chill.

Of course, it's impossible for anyone to see her.

“Don't be so murderous. They're a short way from death. ”

“But it's still time consuming to prepare a coffin.” The Demon King looks at a few right-wing generals, looking at Sensen, "you guys, give her your coffins. ”

“His grandmother, you want me to die, why don't you get your old bones out and see if they're done. ”

“Six coffins have been donated by the Holy Beast family, and you want to come up with an idea for a coffin? ”

“ …… ”

After that, the cloud dance can no longer hear, looking at the neat six coffins in the distance, her forehead slightly wrinkled, dare to love this coffin two people?

There was a picture in her head, a big living person, holding a stinking skull, and that scene was the limit she could bear.

Several people continued to quarrel, and the cloud danced in front of the six coffins in an instant while they were not paying attention.

“Boom...”

“Pfft...”

A few crisp sounds interrupted several people's quarrel. The wretched soul looked back at her side and saw the coffin cover blown away. The color of the coffin was completely changed.

“Hoo-hoo...” The wind swept through.

Huge, blurry phoenix shaped, coming at her in the air.

The magic phage force infected the fist, a gravitational wave, the ruined form was instantly knocked off, hidden in the air three hidden, almost the ash smoke extinguished.

“Still a strong man.” The left-wing general has dim eyes and a slightly uneven tone.

He regained his humanity, the blurred form of his soul, as if it were about to merge with snow. If it weren't for those dark eyes and black beard, it would have been completely transparent.

The cloud dance lips slightly flashed, revealing a smile. It turns out that when the soul is actually hit, its own power will seriously disappear. When the power is almost gone, it is almost time to extinguish the ash smoke.

She stopped looking at him, glancing at several people in the coffin, and at that moment, sharp eyes flashed over deep surprises and distortions.

Each person held a skull skeleton on his arm with a slight smile in the corner of his mouth. At first glance, that smile was actually a little sweet...

Enough love, enough ambiguity...

Looking at Nangong Yi, praying at night, her lips slightly flashed, looking at the superior officer, Stuart Lan, Meng Bai happy and sweet look, her eyes stained with laughter, when her eyes touched the dragon's evil, her eyes suddenly changed and instantly cooled down.

Across the street, heavy objects attack, unstoppable.

Her purple robe swung her sleeve, the blank palm wind hit back, and suddenly threw it down.

“…" a loud noise, the coffin instantly turned into powder.

The people in the coffin still haven't moved a bit.

The cloud dancer's eyes were cold, she breathed evenly and breathed plenty. She woke up. How could they not wake up?

“It's a surprise to me that you have the power of the Dark Phage. Are you a Demon?” The left-wing general looked at the magical power used by cloud dance, slightly shocked, which was enough to destroy everything in the world, and thankfully she did not fully awaken that power.

Cloud-dancing eyes, “What does that have to do with anything? ”

“Ain't all gonna die. ”

“Then why are you talking nonsense? ”

“It's more interesting to talk about killing people. You're such a good force, harvesting yourself, enough to keep us alive for hundreds of years, chatting with you, just as a thank you gift.” The right-wing general played with the long sword on his hand and said nothing shameless.

As her gift of gratitude, the crown palace, could she refuse it?

“Hmm...” The dragon lying on the coffin slab made a slight movement, and the sharp fingers of the bones touched the cold bone unconsciously, but suddenly rose in the next second.

Looking at the broken bone, the dragon poured the evil golden eyes, the dark breath of the palms condensed, a little hard, the foam flew away, the bone instantly became a debris.

“Now I know you're okay with this.” The cloud dance snorted coldly, watching the dragon pour its dark face, couldn't help but twitch.

“Who did it?” The dragon swept away the others' eyes.

“It's me...” General Left Wing said.

“Boom...”

The voice dropped and the murmur spread. Half of General Left's soul had been dumped on the coffin board. At that moment, the speed, the strange cloud dance was not captured.

Dragons pour evil like nothing happened, evil glances at the cloud dance, “Little things, there are so many coffins here, go pick a few more bites, I'm afraid it's not enough. ”

Cloud Dance Eyebrows, is this guy going to take care of them?

“Speak wildly!” The Demon King drank, and the odd smell of the vines attacked him, pouring evil on the dragon like this.

Dragons poured evil palms instantly, wind elements lifted, like dragons madly confronted each other.

The two intersect and the splash disappears.

Watching this scene, the left-wing general's big beard changed slightly in his face, "All come the master! ”

“I came to see who was preparing the coffin for who! ”

The cloud dance laughed, the mind thought, wanted to summon the stink and the red diamonds, and found that the heart thought could not be conveyed.

What the hell is going on?

Both attempts failed, consciousness returned to the Chaos Palace and tried to communicate with Black Pride, and the result was the same, Black Pride could not be connected.

This ancient battlefield had too much unruly spiritual power to summon forces other than herself because of these residual powers.