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It has always been a repair of others. This time, Xiaomang was completely shocked by Xiao Li, and as far as she said, this is just a difficult group, but also a few pieces of Lingbao can't furnrate complete, if the layout is complete, That is not to do it, this group of Shennong Hall is undoubtedly.

This little girl is not, or if it is soft, I don't dare to kill innocence, and I will repair it against the sky.

It covers the sleepy array of ten feet, the disciple of Shennong Hall is in the ear, and every scream represents a life done.

Xiaomang's posture walks in the fog, it is too much, the fog is automatically separated in front of her eyes, the eyes and the red swordsmanship. A disciple of a blood and strong Shennong Hall, it turned into a corpse in an instant.

The center of the array center, Tianmi and Yinghua are stunned to look at the Upward of huge swords.

A whip of blood returns to the sword, like a blood-red loach, desperately twisted the body to go back to the sword, but there is no blue water mist.

"The demon sword" is full of face, with his sense of knowledge, and the red sword is back, which is the blood of Shennong Hall. This sword should be died.

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"Xiaoli master, what is going on." Tian Mi also shocked, the enchanting pretty face became pale.

Xiao Li smiled: "This is from the sword to hide the devil's true spirit. He was suppressed by the nine-day vacant to suppress the Louchlach. Later, Zhuang was recovered with the seal with his own blood. As a result, Weizhuang also Walking into the magic, becoming crazy.

It is Fu Jun to suppress the sword spirit, eliminating its magic, now it is extremely eager to eat the blood, recovery of magic. The more blood absorbed, the greater its power, but it is more difficult to control. "

"The sword has a magic spirit." Tian Hai knocked into Bababa Road.

"When the ancient times, this murdered people had become a magic." Xiao Li sighed: "I really regret it will bring it to the Central Plains."

Xiaoyao has lost his calmly, his face is pale, waving the same snow sword like a long stick, a blue light, fierce, bombarded four weeks, five proficient Di Ze killed Shennong Hall disciples In his side, inch is not departing.

I want to kill the dream, there is no murder of the dead. Twenty-four.

However, that is also to find Xiaomeng's whereabouts, these clouds are lingering, and they are always wrapped in them.

Although these mist don't have any hazards, these martial arts disciples are still a frightened rabbit, and each of the screams coming from next to each other, let them be shocked.

When they started, they can hear a lot of companions, and attack the movement around.

Chapter 0727 Occasionally

The time is slow, and the movement of the companions will be less and less, and then disappear is also can't hear, and only the foggy is still unbearable.

Follow the martial arts masters around Xiaoyao, the constant birth call, but not a little response.

"They are dead, all die in the white hair witch." This disciple is pale, the large sweat is rolling from the forehead, and the eyes are scared to see the .

The remaining four Shennong Hall masters are also sweating, shaking.

People can not be afraid of death, but in the face of unknown fears, people always make people swiping from the depths of the soul.

Death is not terrible, terrible is the feeling of death, a dozen secret cultivation of Shennong Hall, proficient in the killing of the Land, can be said to be the elite of Shennong Hall, but such a group of people, at this moment I haven't come out and put it out, I will die.

The people who are still alive even have not figured out the enemy's means.

The fog is full of madness. That's like a fishing, the red swordsmanship of the fog, , it seems to be enjoying this kind of kill.

"I don't want to die here, I have to leave." Finally, a Shennong Hall disciples can't afford the fear of the soul, while waving the bronze sword in the hands, cutting out a sharp sword, turning around escape.

"Don't move." Xiaoyao screamed, reached out to his vest, but did not expect that he had already disappeared in the fog.

Xiaoyao's face is gloomy, in the heart, this Shennong Hantang disciple is already fierce: "Don't fall behind me,"

The voice did not fall, there is no scream of the disciple of the Shennong Hall, and the scream is born and short, it is obviously being killed by people.

In the eyes of Xiaoyao, there is an unparalleled resentment and strong feelings. In this array, his strength does not play.

If you fight with Xiaomeng opposite, he has nothing to say, that can only complain that you are in the art, but the death of such a vesicle is not what he wants.

There was also a disciple of Shennong Hall to rush out. Although I entered a fascination of tea time, but in this strange place, he is already the same year.

However, heard the tragic scream of the companion, he has begun to celebrate what he has just hesitated, otherwise, I am afraid that I have already killed Huangquan.

"Poster Lize Killing, around me." Xiaoyao is sucking, forciting the fear of his heart, short-lived, immediately want to understand something: "This is fascinated by us. What really kills is still a dream, so we will definitely can't fall, once the order will give Xiaomang.

As long as the moment of Xiaomong appears, use the land to kill her, this big array has lost its original power. "

After all, it is a human being, the mind is secret, and the heavens and the earth can not kill people. The danger comes from God's ghosts.

The remaining four disciples suddenly excited, and they promised that they followed the Logze killing after the son.

Sleepy in the fascia, with the residual god farmers, the disciple of the Shennong Hantang, Zuo Hui, who is watching, but the sweat is like the rain.

Just now, I still have to let the jade are arranged to kill the big killing ring, soot Xiao Dynasty, I know that it is just a short half of tea time, and the situation is turning down.

Although they can't see the situation inside the mist, they also infer something from those screams.

I am afraid I have finished.

More than a dozen elite disciples, hard to cultivate more than ten years, all of them are masters, and Zhu Jia competes for the book of Heroes, but now survive is more than four or five people, and I don't know if I can escape. Terrorism.

The masters of Zhu family and the difference between the Xiaoyao sons, this strange array can trap the Xiaoyaozi, equal to the big array once it enters the big array, and there is no door to the ground.

Zhu Jia sat on the back, the mask on the face became horrified, and the sweat drove from the mask to the neck. The collar was full, but he didn't know ...

The expression of the season is not there, and a body can't rest.

No one believes that the mountaurch is the site of the farmer. In this fascination of this square, it has become the cemetery of Shennong Hall disciples. More than a dozen elite disciples took two-year-old death, which made people feel desperate.

In the case of the left hand, I went into the love, holding a Yingrun jade, and I don't know how to use this Jade, Xiaoma can not let him go.

Xiao Meng's temper, he prematurely heard, this proud of the Tianzong palm, there is no feeling of the high-end people, if it is not her identity, it is definitely a bad head of the rivers and lake, and it is not divided The green soap is chaotic.

Zhu Jia's current expression is also a wonderful, he is secretly fortunate, fortunately, his abacus is enough, there is no light and involvement, if there is no , it is unimaginable.

It is ridiculous to take the agency, taking the tiger, but I didn't expect, the wolf didn't drive away, and the mother tiger had begun to eat.

This kind of array also makes Zhujia's eyes! If you can arrange this fascination, plus Du Ze twenty-four, who dares to be in the world.

"Tang Lord." The race of the race is constantly convulsive: "What do we do now."

"Waiting." Zhu Jia biting his way, the body floated from the celebration, put out the Lands and kill, defending Xiaomeng.

Among the fog, there is a madness, and you will be crazy. They know that they are surrounded by themselves, but they are all rounds, but they are rid of how they run the impact, and they still leave the shroud of this fog.

They seem to have turned around in this round!

The most desperate thing is that even a mysterious force in this fog, once some people fly three feet, they will be pressed, and the reddish swordsmanship, and emit violent Let the remaining gods in the residual gods crazy.

"The teacher, rolling out, telling me, sneak attacking, what is the matter?" ,

Chapter 0728, I am going into the magic