All-field Godly Wish System

Thinking of this, Yang Ling cried out in a hurry: "Xiao Xuan comes back!"

The terrible atmosphere of disaster pervaded everywhere. The eight wasteland xuanhuolong also knew how powerful it was. Even she did not dare to step forward when she saw the incarnation of doomsday.

It is such a delay that Carlyle has already launched a shadow to disappear, and the girl blood demon also shakes off the silver Tyrannosaurus and runs away.

At the same time, the huge disaster incarnation crashed, forming countless demons falling to the ground and falling from the sky. These demons were basically smashed into meat cakes.

"Well?"

"Fake?"

Yang Ling opened his mouth and returned to his senses.

How can a monk at the top of his nature control the true essence of the Tao? Even if he has a systematic system, he only has a little understanding of the true meaning of desire, which is still a thousand miles away from the real control.

This Carlyle wanted to be like herself, and had a great adventure. When she was in danger, she stimulated the spirit of disaster and used this trick.

"Hateful, the core of the world has not been snatched, and a fruit of life has been snatched away by the female devil head."

Yang Ling heart is unwilling, a big hand under the Ziyang real fire disappeared without trace, there are a lot of condensation and life dew is also under this wave to put up.

In addition, he cut off a tender bud of the tree of life with Longyuan sword, and planned to go back to the space to try to cultivate it.

The next moment, he murmured: "it is not suitable to stay here for a long time, withdraw!"

After saying this, he jumped directly on the back of the eight wild fire dragon, and the ink sunset below rushed over. He gasped violently with one of the tentacles of the eight wild fire dragon. He seemed very tired.

Her realm is not as good as that of the hero king. Being able to stand still for such a long time without being hurt shows that this woman's Taoism is exquisite.

On the other side, rui'er hugs Caitlin at a very fast speed, and several ups and downs disappear in the dense forest.

Below, Alice cried out: "the brave wood element, the prophet has said, the fruit of life must not fall in the hands of the Dragon God faustoleia, or the world will be destroyed overnight!"

"And please don't hurt my daughter!"

Yang Ling hooked her finger, and all kinds of magic weapons buried in the ground rose into the sky and fell into the Acacia ring. This time, she didn't use the twin array, but she was blind to the spirit stone that arranged the array

At the next moment, his voice boomed: "Alice, you wood elves in the distant past were my people's companion elves. Now that all the heroes in the world are rising together, you can't be in a corner here."

"If you want to understand, come to me, you and I will join hands to resist foreign enemies again!"

"Goodbye!"

The sound fell, and the eight wild XuanHuo dragon roared into the clouds in the sky, and flew to the sky.

"Ding, you smash Alice's wish that you don't want you to snatch away the fruit of life. Attribute point + 288 after system conversion."

Looking at the disappearing red dragon, Alice sighed, her eyes full of sadness.

The hero King wiped the bloodstain from the corner of his mouth. He took her gently in his arms and said in a soft voice, "Alice, this is it. We don't need to blame ourselves."

"Come with me to see the prophet. He may have a way."

"It can only be so..."

Alice nodded, and tears fell from the corners of her eyes. She choked and said, "the fruit of life will grow again, but my daughter, she..."

"I'm sorry for her..."

The hero King hears speech but said: "I look at the wood element brave person is not the tyrannical person, the daughter follows him may not get any harm."

"Maybe it's a blessing in disguise."

Alice just shook her head and shed tears. The king of heroes sighed and hugged her more tightly.

On the other side, on the grassland outside the wood elf forest, the swordsman and others are silently looking at the looming dragon in the sky. What happened today is beyond their imagination.

Arya looked at the boy beside her and sighed, "Aaron, you don't have to worry too much. The little girl will be OK."

"By the way, Xiao Ling didn't give you a cape?"

"You are destined to meet again in the future."

"Xiaoling..."

Then he turned to look at them and said, "who are you talking about

"Didn't I get this cloak when I killed demons?"

"Ah?"

Several people are looking at each other in disbelief for a moment.

"You What's the matter? "

Allen was puzzled, but the brothers were still silent.

After a long time, the swordsman patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "forgetting may be happiness. If you are predestined, you will think of her."

"Let's go, Aaron. Go back to practice."

He turned and walked forward.

All the brothers patted him on the shoulder one by one, while Alan grabbed his head, turned his head, looked at the cloak behind him, and whispered, "little girl Ling...""Well, who can tell me what happened?"

"Nothing!"

From the front came Arya's light laughter: "go, Alan, or you will be left behind!"

"Wait a minute, sister Arya. I seem to have forgotten something important. Tell me what happened!"

"Want to know? Then catch up with me

On the grassland, a group of young people chased after each other, and from time to time there were cheerful laughter.

On the sky, the eight wasteland XuanHuo dragon was swimming in the clouds. Yang Ling sat cross legged on the dragon head and said, "Xiao Xuan, you are quite comfortable sitting on your head. It would be better if you had a cushion."

Yang Xiaoxuan was a little flustered and said, "I'm sorry, master. I didn't stop that demon from plundering the fruits of life. Xiaoxuan is willing to be punished."

"Punished?"

Yang Ling smelt speech and said with a smile: "you behave so well. I like you too late. How can I punish you?"

"Ah! Really? Thank you, master

Yang Xiaoxuan was obviously relieved, and at the same time, there was a systematic sound prompt: "Ding, you meet Yang Xiaoxuan's wish that you do not turn yourself into a loach, wish value + 1."

"Ding, Yang Xiaoxuan's intimacy to you + 20, current intimacy - 48."

Sitting on the bridge of Yang Xiaoxuan's nose and holding her beard's inky face, she giggled: "I can't imagine that one day I can sit back to the eight wasteland xuanhuolong. It's my great honor."

"Sister Xuan, your breath is fragrant, and I like you too..."

Yang Xiaoxuan's two big eyes focused on the little spot on the tip of his nose. He didn't have a good airway: "ink sunset, look at the master's face, I'll let you sit, but can't you hold my beard?"

"Itchy, you know?"

"Oh?"

Mo Xiyan smile more happy, she rubbed her beard with her head and said with a smile: "how, very sensitive?"

"Xiaoxuan, it's a great tonic. Can you give me one? Can I exchange it with a wood spirit?"

"Go to hell with you!"

Yang Xiaoxuan was holding the beard, and almost didn't throw the ink sunset down.

"Don't be so stingy, just a piece of it, I'll take it back to make a drink!" he said happily