Uh, ahem, put out Cang Lan, and suddenly the residual blood in his mouth disappears, and his claws are full of blood. His right hand wipes the blood from his lips, but it makes his face bloodied. Look at the scene in front of him with dark clouds.
I don’t know the day when two people faced each other in cold confrontation, a bloody crane and a snow girl shura. Father and daughter and mentoring used to be in the same shape, and now they are fighting each other like blinking to kill each other and then hating each other.
In those days, I don’t know how to call the name of the month again, but I can’t tell the difference, but I hear people’s hearts and minds are broken, and you will regret it.
In those days, I raised my eyebrows coldly, and I stopped the patriarch’s madness, so that Violet could not lose the future master’s hope. What to regret? She leaned forward slightly, her eyes were as dark as a snake, and she stared at the sky. I don’t know if the patriarch didn’t want Violet to think about things, but she didn’t recognize them well.
Don’t be so fierce to listen to Hua Chengxi crying. See her Zhuo Feiyu standing in a coma on one side. What’s going on in the golden night? What will we stand up to?
I don’t know when I laughed coldly and pointed out that the young man’s body was broken everywhere, but his breath was vigorous because of him.
In those days, I raised my hand and held it across my face. I don’t know if my arm turned to look at it, but it was like killing Cang Lan. I got up in a piece of blood and hate, and I was shocked. I was naked across my chest, and the heavy scar was surprisingly heavy. I never thought that it would be bad for Violet Sect. I wanted to be stronger. He lifted his fingers into claws and gave me a good pinch. I won’t let anyone today.
You are so evil, wouldn’t you recognize me? I don’t know how to grind my teeth on the first day of the disaster. No matter what the price, I can’t let you go to Lianzongmen.
The patriarch doesn’t have to say that he is so noble. The ordinary face is as high as shura. You yourself said that you want to unify the door and dominate the Wulin. Since this is your mind, I don’t believe that you will think with such a pure heart.
You don’t know when you pushed that month, you almost stepped on Mo Qingfeng’s knees, but you were so absent that you couldn’t move forward in the local area.
How to put out Cang Lan’s crooked head and sneer at his arms, so that people can see his body with scars all over it, but it’s full of superb skills. The strength you dream of is in me. If you want to get it back, you can play again.
Ah, ah, I don’t know, but my eyes pass through the dark fog. How can this happen at this time?
The patriarch is still conscious that several people tremble and call for heaven. I don’t know at this time, the golden night sends a painful groan and slowly opens his eyes, but his knees are still bones and dense, and I think I have lost my fighting strength.
Destroy Cang Lan’s mind, but I don’t know the sky. The key point seems to be that I haven’t gathered in myself, but I have found other horrible facts. Looking around, I can see that this secret room is still in ruins, but it is new and strange. Destroy Cang Lan’s brow and stare back at God. I don’t know you.
Ah, the patriarch Mo Qingfeng covered his chest, got up and grabbed God’s arm and said the breath of the underworld.
I feel it. I know that I don’t know my eyes are white. Nod slowly, clench my fists, and make a sound like a broken bone. However, the underworld can’t wait to choose my violet to the human world. They are also fast and fast.
The patriarch Mo Qingfeng’s face is complicated, and he looks at the sky. This kind of tyrannical ambition is expanding. The patriarch of Qinglian Sect is deeply in love with him. In the final analysis, his desire is to hope that a Qinglian Sect will soar to win the honor of Wulin.
Is eye violet in the personal world has been turned upside down crisis.
Hurry up and wake up the senior brothers of Zongling to prepare for war and protect the junior brothers. I don’t know how cruel they are, but they are still as strict as the patriarch of Qing Yan, Na Wei in the past. I know you have done your best, but even if you fight to death, you must stop the underworld attack today.
It is the people who have experienced this nightmare, but they can still listen to the strict orders of heaven and earth. The violet Sect hopes that this is the reason why loyalty cannot be stripped off.
Patriarch, regardless of the disease, all the people started to launch Daoism and wanted to go. At this moment, Mo Qingfeng suddenly turned to destroy Cang Lan.
Removed this dreamland Daoism and buried him here. I don’t know if the voice is ethereal, but the figure has disappeared like a person dissolved in the water. Together with a sudden nod, Mo Qingfeng launched a posture to see several gas rainbows rushing straight at the zenith and suddenly disappearing in the virtual darkness.
Suddenly there was silence around Cang Lan, but in the blink of an eye, he suddenly looked up and listened to the collapse of his head.
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The feet and the ground trembled wildly, but it wasn’t the physical vibration that destroyed Cang Lan. Seeing that the virtual space on the top of the head kept spinning and smoothing out all the virtual light, it penetrated through a secret room from the depths, and the feeling was disintegrating.
This is an illusion. Master Canglan can see through the meta-shock. A pair of dark abyss eyes can see the direction of the operation pulse. Although it is still in the primary stage, it can only be induced when the operation method collapses, but I still see that the illusion is gradually disappearing in the darkness above my head.
If you escape from time to time, you will follow this dreamland into an eternal void.
However, it is not very strong to destroy Cang Lan and quickly calm down and tear the residual skirt at random, but it is tall and straight, clear and healthy, and how to encourage the body scars?
Without the cracked face, my eyes are as inexplicable as the guide. I don’t know the direction. I have to run in an illusory disintegration shock. He keeps stepping on the sharp ruins, counting the pieces, and the gray Guanghua flies around and sways the gray illusion, swallowing a secret room into illusion.
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