Qing Yin, Qing Yin, Qing Yin …

Meditate that bitch’s name in my heart, hoping to get some enlightenment, but all directions are the messages of the East China Sea War.
This exhausted message is like the sea of Wang Yang, but it drifts away from the whole situation. Qingyin is an inconspicuous water drop in the sea. How can he catch the trace of the other party after losing two inductive weapons one after another?
"What would happen if we knocked this place out?"
Butterfly orchid’s interest is still in front of the "suspected array eye", but this is a huge shock to Li Xun’s ear
"What if I break the battle?"
The statement is close, but the meaning is completely different. The response returns to the water. Butterfly orchid immediately opened her eyes.
Li Xun is getting more and more interesting. Since Qingyin came here in a big circle, there is always something that interests her nearby, and the situation in the East China Sea vaguely shows that Zhong Yin, Qingyin and Guyin may have some kind of sexual intercourse, so it is the best way to break the situation and turn it around.
If you can’t find her, let her come to me-that seems like a good idea!
Just as he is unwilling to be played with Li Qingyin, is he really willing to endure humiliation?
Shuidielan frowned and said, "Although I’m an amateur, it’s dangerous for you to plan this, right?"
"If the crack is not effective, it is very dangerous to bear the battle itself, especially there are some sections in it that I can’t see clearly, and there is a great possibility of missing."
Shuidielan looked at Li Xun’s unusually relaxed posture, raised his eyebrows and stopped talking, so that Li Xun’s words were not stuck, which could honestly explain that "things in heaven are always destroyed and easy to build, but there is the stupidest but most effective method called" one-handedly reducing ten meetings "; There is also a saying that the two sides of the disaster are put together to ban the arrangement, and there is also a name to call the array to break the array. "
Perhaps it was stimulated by the metaphysical reality that Li Xun felt that he was really full of ideas. A very difficult job was suddenly found by him. He took something out of his arms and put it in front of Butterfly Lan.
The cold wind blows the objects in Li Xun’s hand and swings slightly with it.
This is like a carved blue feather about two inches long. When it swings, it seems that the bright blue surface flows and finally radiates cold light.
Obviously, this is the feather left by Qingluan when she soared, which was handed over to Yaofeng by Li Xun and then returned by Yaofeng.
Li Xun didn’t trust what this green feather demon phoenix said. Even in some places, Li Xun didn’t consider it. He valued the green feather body more.
He stretched out his right hand, thumb and fingers, gently pinched the feather axis, and slowly brushed the fingertip from the root. At first glance, there was a faint blood flow, but the green feather was spotless. It was the faint blue light that slowly infiltrated into the lotus flower.
"Qingluan Lingyu is really outstanding. Although the temperament of the fairy in the contaminated world is not suitable for refining, it takes too much time, but it is better to stimulate Jingxue Lio ‘o by the reverse method."
Li Jue lifted the green feather above his head and observed it carefully according to the gloomy sky. At last, he nodded with satisfaction.
"It’s just a matter of getting twice the result with half the effort to collect the blood at the end of the previous period and this blood-filled flying feather array of the Necromancer in the East China Sea. Well, maybe it’s necessary to build a simple frame … wait for me to come back soon here."
No longer talk to the idiot next to the forbidden law, Li Xun excitedly disappeared into the depths of the jungle
Water butterfly orchid hum a didn’t say anything after all, but at this point in the distance behind her is a shaking.
The impact momentum of primordial energy collision is almost better than that of robbery and thunder, which is definitely better than the first world war before the death of Xuan incarnation.
"It’s still a puppet of jade scattered people … seven times this time." The shock in the distance is too severe for Shuidielan to easily induce the general situation. "After all, there is a mortal enemy. This Taoist priest rushed so fast that he almost had to face the ancient sound … Well, it’s more accurate to say that the ancient sound made him rush so fast?"
It’s much easier to kill a true master who hates fire than to kill an opponent who is in the same realm but has a clear mind.
But the ancient sound really have confidence in yourself …
Half a quarter of an hour later, when she guessed the situation change, there was a sudden gust of wind in the forest, which made the leaves rattle and the frost on the leaves fell like a light snow in the forest
Water butterfly orchid stretched out her hand and gently brushed her hair, which was blown by the wind. She was indifferent to this alternative snowy scene, but at the same time, her hands in the other sleeve were gently turned over. Suddenly, she disappeared from the top of the canopy and reappeared in the depths of the jungle a mile away.
Fang Yi appeared in the long sleeves of Shuidie Landie yarn, which had already brushed out the heavy shadows in front, to stop being as strong as her silk thread. Through the storm full of evil spirits, the whole image was suddenly upside down, and the absurd dislocation felt like a dream.
Here a hand breath can no longer hide to that a group of monks immediately gives birth to the induction stretched straight body sitting is directly jumped up and pay attention to qi qi to butterfly orchid hand position.
Unfortunately, they are all wrong.
In the low roar of the evil storm, an abrupt sharp audio-visual sound pops up, which is the sound of the bowstring breaking. One of the monks is particularly sensitive and instantly turns his head to look at the correct position.
But for a moment, he was stabbed in the eye by that bloody cold light.
All the corresponding connections and reactions of Qi machine are submerged in the common environment of Armageddon and evil storm. When the blood feather sword drags away, even the monks with the strongest sensing ability can capture the sharp sound behind the distant sword light. At this time, the top four monks who blocked the path of the sword awn have been drained of the essence blood, and they are slumping to the ground. That unyielding sword awn suddenly plunges from the strongest point of the forbidden method and plunges straight into the center of the forbidden pattern in this circle.
This sword, Hades’ suffering, real-life Jingxue Lio’ o, has the foundation of millions of necromancers’ grievances in the surrounding jungle. The lethality is still sharper than that of the sword outside the capital, but it has far exceeded the level of the razor peak that cracks the throat and eats the soul.
The sword light broke through the ground and scattered around in an instant, and at the same time, there was a strange force that seized their hearts and then suddenly made a force!
Dull and broken, their chests rang, and 44 monks’ heart arteries broke in unison, and they condensed all over the body to practice jingxie. Then this instant body came out and pulled out dozens of straight blood lines and flew to the center of the field.
In fact, at this moment, their souls, full of resentment and unwillingness, did not escape the killing by different forces, but flew back in the bound JingXie.
A thick blood gas filled the forest, and then there was a layer of finely divided blood beads and ice crystals sprinkled on it. So vicious and evil means didn’t attract Armageddon itself, which reflected Li Xun’s already wonderful ability to control the forbidden method.
Leaving aside this, the scene of nearly 50 human bodies falling down in unison is also bizarre and spectacular, and these monks should be prepared when they are willing to ban part of the law to ban their own vitality.
This same call also sounded a harsh sound in the other direction.
It’s like tearing a gorgeous silk horse, Phalaenopsis, breaking the illusion, and the world has cracked a long scar from the central part.