There are green grasses, the white night suddenly lights up, and the green jade color smudges the silence, as if you are in the long river of time.
In the mirror, she looks pretty and thin, but her face is rosy and fair despite being drunk.
My sister Zhan IKEA was sitting on the chair, her face turned red and confused from time to time. The crown monster had just grown up and was full of blood, so he let it go.
"Sir, it's just too stingy to give you a bottle. I think those two brothers have bloody noses."
The little brother's raptor attached his ears, the crown monster waved his hand, and the porcelain bottles of Binggui and Speed were distributed again.
The tail guard, holding the Uzi crystal ball monster in his arms, swung it, and the porcelain bottle of pills fell everywhere, snatching away the raptors.
"..." The animal language is simple and simple.
Zhangmu Liaozhu took the four porcelain bottles and came over reluctantly.
Zhou Yanxing and others took another bottle and thanked them one after another.
"One and two, but not three, let's save some." Zhou Yanxing's earrings were ringed, and Liao Zhi's hairspring was tangled in circles.
Green smoke and green mist cover the eyes, thick and hazy. The four people sort out their circulation and renew their spiritual power every week.
The slanting moon is soft, the birds are chirping and singing, and the remoteness of the small land is emphasized.
"It's unfathomable. I didn't expect the waves of raptors to be so solemn." There were a few claw marks on the skin of the old businessman's body, and several gauze wraps.
His left hand was injured and he could only move his right arm.
In two days, hundreds of poisonous medicines were poured into the mountains, Feihua Immortal was suffering from internal troubles, and the brothers and sisters applied medicine for everyone.
Young Master Han Bing's magical power is so profound that it cannot be seen, and he is the only one who has escaped unscathed.
The black widow spiders are out in force, the house is in ruins, the outside is staring, and most of the remaining victors are surrounding and suppressing.
The red eyes are clustered with a murderous aura.
The air is soaring with majesty, and the river is surrounded by vast water from thousands of miles away.
Ming softly, half-circle ripples on the ground, formation drawings, fluttering the coldness of the spiritual fire.
"Fortunately, I prepared the materials for the formation before coming to the city, and Fairy Zhongli found the Spark Stone among them." Feihua's shoulder straps were sagged, and he nibbled lightly while stroking the medicine, and his lips folded.
After hearing this sentence, Old Shang thought that Fairy Zhongli was assisting her. Zhang Taiqing would not have died tragically with just a little help.
The second-level qi-training master protected the old lady of his employer. She survived, but the handsome Zhang Taiqing died.
The bones were left beside the well outside the house, where they were eaten by the abandoned black widow.
The formation lasted for half an hour, and then the situation became critical. Young Master Han Bing's eyes had a strange color, and his teeth were cold.
"I'll go out for a while, and you can regain your strength, maybe." Halfway through his words, Master Han Bing's hair was covered with snow and gradually changed color. The secret life-saving technique has been increased by three times.
Rare and rare, it is often kept in big families and has a century-old legacy.
Give the tribesmen a chance to fight back.
The sword was drawn out for the second time, and it was stained with the green blood of the black widow just now, with a dark green oily surface, and it looked eerie and ghostly.
There was a sizzling sound, the sword buzzed, the green blood consumed it and fell to the ground, leaving a clean blade.
People paused, and everyone in the room knew the truth. After the secret method, they were weak for a while. There were many black widows, and it was difficult to guarantee that the crisis would be resolved.
Therefore, it is possible to use the power of the masses to coordinate and eliminate them in turns.
All this must be done before the formation fails.
The river is full of stars and the sky is hundreds of miles long. As soon as I step into it, the breeze blows and my soul floats by.
"Look, over there." The beasts roared, birds of prey roared, ghosts cried and wolves howled.
Brutal and rude, the sound of the road lingered, but it was echoed twice in the air.
For a moment, Zhongli Bi washed his eyes and saw the phantom, which turned out to be the incarnation of a sword. It was two meters long and extremely sharp.
Accompanied by the ringing sound of the attack, the giant blade condensed into an inch and flashed nearby as if it was escaping from the ground.
Murderous intent roared in.
"Defense," was another howl, and the Raptors 4 were ready to attack with fury.
Violence and cruelty, bloody aura, flash of sword and shadow.
Zhongli Bixi flew up, creating a crater on the spot, and the giant blade came towards him non-stop.
It seems that they will not give up until the giant blade is broken.
The spiritual power is gathered, the passage is passed through, the meridians are curved to increase the spiritual power, and the infusion is completed in an instant.
The strength of the tiger bone was equal, and it roared out. Zhongli Bi washed his sword in the air, and the water was so powerful that it poured down from the sky.
The giant blade hit the enemy hard and quickly retreated. Shuiyun lay on the ground and swung three-point angle to the lower left.
For the thunder of the left hand, the thumb and ring finger are joined together, and three of the fingers are parallel. The spiritual power is gathered and stored in the palm of the hand.
Fangzheng merged into one, and the Qingfeng sword was struck away, one leading in and the other fighting.
The two giant blades touched each other, billowing smoke and dust rolled around, and the explosion was rapid and violent.
Red clothes and collars, trimmed with platinum, the long sword in the Zhanyi room strikes the mud, and the vast spiritual power moves like clouds and flowing water.
Two giant blades struck from the left and right, accumulating, and the ground was filled with holes.
The air explodes, the sound of pipa is ambush from all sides, and the air is flying and flying, fierce and sharp.
On the other side, Zhou Yanxing and Shui Yunxiang worked together, and the giant-edged sword was seen. The sword was not easy to forge without bloodshed, the eaves of the painting hall were warped, and the southern country was windy and rainy.
Strictly locked, the giant blade is long, the five swords are flowing horizontally, and the laser flashes are in full bloom.
The swords and swords returned to the clock, clashing no less than ten times per second, and the direction was tricky. Zhongli Bixi fought with his bare hands several times.
The gauntlet shines brightly, the colorful clouds and thunderbolts flash, and the giant blade wins evenly with all its strength.
On par.
After some contact and slight probing, Zhongli Bi purged his energy and sank into his dantian, and the Qingfeng Sword joined forces.
A giant blade increased its attack, Kunpeng soared, and the air pressure exploded.
The air gradually wrinkled and cracked, and when you saw clearly, you could see grains of sand, green and emerald powder, and you couldn't bear it.
There was a phantom moving in the corridor, Zhongli Bi washed his eyes with a starlight, and there were atoms in the universe. For an instant, her figure was no longer visible.
In the evening of autumn, there is a fight for herons, and the word "Zhi" moves around.
"The first form of Qingfeng Sword, the wind comes."
Wherever it goes, the wind surges, the flying clouds pass by, and in the white and clear space, the cold wind is already violent, and then gathers together, more and more fierce, tornadoes, big and small, calling the sky and the earth.
"Bind." He ordered.
The summoned tornado, running scroll, and giant blade disintegrated.
"It's gone at last." Shui Yunxiang sighed in his heart as he leaned against Zhou Yanxing and watched the giant blade smash into pieces.
Misfortune never comes alone, and things are unpredictable.
After advancing about a hundred meters, a group of giant blades were approaching from the distance and arrived in an instant.
The army of raptors complained, but had to resist.
Zhongli Bixi has strong spiritual power, and with the first move of the Qingfeng Sword, he destroyed two giant blades.
Another giant blade suddenly appeared on the left, with a clanging sword sound. After a while, Zhongli Biwash's pressure doubled.
Three giant blades, attacking the scene, with fierce firepower, red leaves and yellow flowers, three on each plant.
Flying backwards, Zhongli Bi took a mouthful of blood foam and stood up quickly from the ground.
Three inches away from him, a giant blade flew across the water. It was so light that it could injure or kill someone.
The Qingfeng Sword slashed, then turned around, and attacked with the giant blade from behind, with the gauntlet touching it, resisting gravity.
He was almost exhausted, but fortunately, Zhongli Bi washed and poured out the pills from the porcelain bottle. When he took his mouth, the essence of spiritual energy was diverted from the branches, and his flesh and blood were replenished, and his strength felt light.
The raptor actually had such a good thing, Zhongli Bi took it into his arms.
The word "zig" changed shape, the storm was coming, Zhongli Bixi performed two moves.
He ducked to the side of Zhou Yanxing and the others. Unfortunately, at the last moment when he could not hold on any longer, four giant blades struck him.
Zhongli Bixi quickly led away three of them, using the first move.
Boundless and nowhere, the wind calls back, and thoughts for thousands of miles are like this. After a while, my breath is tired.
After the experience, the raptor army repaired for a period of time. The four people in the rear group looked pale and labored, and their lives were at risk due to the addition of a giant blade.
A group of giant blades broke through, cheering loudly, and the survivors closed their eyes to rest.
In the field, Zhong Libi washed her white dress, attired her wrists vigorously, and held her black jade belt gently at the waist. Her beautiful eyes were long and distant, and she sat on the ground. In fact, she was just as sleepy in her body.
The tendons and skin are sore and numb, the forehead is hot and sweaty, the hair is tied up in a ponytail, and the male hairpin is red.
The first move of Qingfeng Sword is quite familiar.
Panel, "Spell: Qingfeng Floating River Sword 320 (Newcomer)"
The breath is quickening, and from now on I only need to speak, and the wind will come quickly.
