！ The mysterious and holy god, the vertical eyebrows of the middle of the eye, the clear and clear eyes of the eye, the white clothes
。 Out of the fog in the dew from the black, the shadow body Dao one after the
！ Flickering suddenly the sword Dao one, tearing apart the fog suddenly black.
！ La Hua
！ Suddenly and suddenly
。 With the open break, the fog black with the chaotic piece, one is in front of the old reliance
！ When the time comes, the letter dares not to be full of the face, come to wake up in the middle of the clear writing side to follow him
！ Carve a moment.
！
！ His white robe looked as if it was imitating him, the fog on top of it was dark and boundless, it was barely discernible, blurred and changed abruptly, the side of the face painting depicted him.
！ La Hua
！ Point one that thought, he should be able to feel it, but it was not him, he could not let the center of the guess be him
？ Can it be?
… … After seeing the sword Dao that looked like him
！ Can it be, the fear that wanted to guess was already from him, there was no center of him
！ The Holy God Fang He was the bottom person, that writing side to side
！ Staring at the black and blue eyes of the dead, at this moment,
！ Who was the bottom person's light sword slashed out, that looked carefully, as if he wanted to think about it, the limitless flickering of the light, the eyes of the eye to one, the square ground in the light sword that stared at the dead eyes, at this moment, he
”！ Who was the bottom person to "
。 And then
！ Pass to see where, if imitating, he always felt that his light sword Dao that
！ The lightsaber's weight suddenly exploded, the thread of light's terror and fear was like the Dao, terror and weight, rising up like a calamity, like the same as the sword's one to look at him, trembling fiercely on the ground. In that split second, waiting for this moment, the craziness of tracing back began to open and cut one, silent and slow in the darkness of the fog.
！ Tracing back to the beginning of the madness of the speed of Zhang Kua for the extreme kind, he was in the eye of the eye, moving violently in the front eyes of the fog black
。 Writing the side of the march began to open him
？ What's the matter of the loop? What's the matter? What's the matter? What's the matter?
。 Eyes in Doubt Dark Green
！ Pao Hei's technique of killing and controlling palms is if met with a mishap, the position of four remaining is but, the strong and powerful Xuan Qing, the hand of the situation is extremely thorny. It is said that the one who comes is the strongest of the five, the field is right there. Pao Hei's movement is the opportunistic one, the two have ten thousand faces, the troublesome one avoids the attack, the step is easy and the thought is light, the four of us don't think about it, his fog is dark and chaotic.
。 In the growth of Qieyi's hair, this Dao is to think, to write the side of the use of his movement, he is present, Fa Fang Zhongyi's living existence in the fog black is also here, Xing Zhi continues to carry on the duties, that there is no result, opening the body and turning the moment, there is a result, in the preservation of the West and the East category, receiving the body from the Beyond, do you have a look, writing the side of the first, like this is the duty of waiting, Xing Zhi in front of us, who is the investigation of the Douzhan march, this look is only the end, the question, what should not be answered?
。 Over and over again.
。 Come up without a breath, a little short of him to let straight, heavy and heavy too is in the West and East pulling the small fellow there, with a big too is in the real consumption of the Qi Yuan's own to the end, to be afraid of him, to speak the truth, the technique is simulated to write the side of the move, there is no more Xuan Qing, and then to be drained by the point of the point of the second from the
！ Ah, in the existence of the ancient suppression of the abyss, it is enough to come and see him.
。 Nian Qing Yi Bai Wei Na
。 The eyes of the hope are thick and suffused, the breath inhales deeply him. With the technique, the technique is simulated to write the side of the move to want me.
！ The model in the clear does not look at the root, the move of the belt does not waver, the attack of the bombardment of the technique is first to be killed, the rush does not stop the fog black there, the chaotic piece of the ground here.
？ How good is An still Jiao Tian there?
！ Le Qieyi's cultivation of the sword is the truth, the power of the light sword, the ancient god is comparable to the power of the light sword, ah Jiao Tian's tenth historical calendar, the Jiao Tian's position is extremely important to him unexpectedly finished, looking at the face of the ugly Xuan Qing, the heart is somewhat worried about them, between the time of the first one
”？ The next one to live can also return him, the wave of fear in the middle Yu Douzhan's appearance, this is …
"… where in the bottom to the Jiao Tian's position there?"
。 Good little people, he is in the
！ Ah see often cannot be in the middle of the day
。 Douzhan's Messenger God Position Two
？ Douzhan's advance, who is in the bottom, vigilantly bringing the eyes of all one, in this came the strong realm of the people of Youji Men in the Fog Alliance group one, at this moment, the movement is more than the center of the people let, between the time of the first one, that in the end of the destruction of the last one, the blossoming of the blossoming lotus color and the black flowers together, the howling of the chaotic fog black, by the wolf piece at this moment, there is not seen
。 Walking near him
！ Well, Zhang Kuatai also
！ The Messenger God is right
！ When the field is about to fall, the body is about to be directly scared of fear, under the sword of the fog black terror, that place is about to be, the next one to estimate from the dark him, the breath is sighed, the strong realm of the Youji enters the initial position, at this moment "… stop blocking all I consider … the technique of killing and waiting for this"
！ Ling's entire body was muddled, he could not bear to let all of them let him, he had the terror of the real wave of fear that
”！ Let's see how fast the point is going. "
！ The incoming attack of the berserk wind sword, like a violent earthquake, in the instant of the wolf piece, the surging wind violently surged all around, falling down to the explosion of the sword of the great fog black terror that looked far away at this moment, the Dao said slowly Xuan Qing.
”。 Those who do not want to use the veined gold are all afraid of the imminent arrival of the Robe Black position here, making a mess outside the encirclement of the Robe Black Venerable two can let him, using the veined gold inside the Weaving Group to him, the report on the Weaving Group to if all, the Abyss Deity has left, where is the Messenger God, under the urgency of the situation, this in the end, already made the Spirit Position to leave, is it only the Robe Black, after the investigation first I, will not … "
？ Well, can but the Great Tai did not have this, but …
？ The Inner Robe Black is the Dao difficult, Guan Xiang Jian and is the killing of the Technique of the Great Two
”？ The Messenger God's Two Robe Black
！ Ah, there are a few people who do not have the Weaving Group in the Men in the Fog Alliance, the high level of this level of the Technique of the Technique of the Killing …
。 Confusion is full of people in the center of his
”？ Who is the bottom, the Technique of the Killing of the Technique of the Calamity is then, the Technique of the Killing of the Technique … "
。 Jumping Crazy Leather Eyelids all he let, overturning the earth and overturning the sky, falling down, the sword is big, the sword is big, the terror of the hilt, the gathering place slowly half in the fog black.
！ La Hua
！ Very quickly …
！ Shaking than the Nothingness all he, the terror of the collision, the feeling of the moment …
”？ The enemy's strength is balanced with enough capable people still have the Dao difficult to encircle outside? What about one outside the other, Cloud Xu Lin's Rank 7 Robe Black is the Messenger God's Position … "
。 Strange, there is Xuan Qing. " Come, he is called there is no I, the Devil Demon, the Divine Ancient, the Chaotic Crazy in the Near the Most Abyss God he, the body does not pull out all the Messenger God's people, the Men in the Fog Alliance, right? Make the God Venerable two appear outside the encirclement difficult? Hit the right Technique of the Killing of the Technique … "
？ What?
。 Next, Xuan Qing
。 The Dao said that suddenly the strong sense of the strong, the good position one has …
"… Hit the right Technique of the Killing of the Technique is that, the breath has come to the feeling of me …"
。 To chase the crazy people outside the encirclement, he
。 At this moment …
。 Know and think about it, the power is really terrifying, the peak of the fear is the most powerful, the head of Xuan Qing is the most powerful, but the Messenger God is not equal to the four
！ The strong realm of the Messenger God has four full, the shadow body's terror comes out one by one, the back of him …
。 Extremely dark and gloomy face, the joy is too loud, the sound of this moment Xuan Qing … "
”？ Was it really that free and leisurely? Is it difficult for the Abyss God to suppress? The younger generation is right, the hand comes from the Messenger God Venerable one, the breath is really the Robe Black, a little one is almost … "
！ To chase the crazy Crazy Shadow Body outside the encirclement,
！ Like a breath's terror, there is nothing to feel like it, the color of the fear is startled the eyes of the Fangdu, the ground is crouching and trembling, the number of the Devil Demon, the outer sea fog,
。 At this moment …
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