Evil Heart

"You don't deserve it!" In the cold voice of the night, Taimo sword trembles slightly and spins quickly. The purple flame turns into an endless blade. Yi Xiaotian's face sinks. He releases the flame quickly. As soon as he retreats, he slowly raises his right palm. In the palm of his hand, he sends out a smell of scorching.

"Any spirit can't resist the burning of the flame, and I can't kill you, so I'll practice you again!" Night without evil sink a voice way, "Cang Ming, together with me!"

"Good!" In the distance, as like as two peas, the two hands quickly and quickly, and the movements of the two hands are almost identical. Nine bodies of the sky appear in an instant, surrounded by two people, and form a cage quickly. The horror flame instantly wrapped Yi Xiaotian in the center.

However, Yi Xiaotian didn't dodge at all and let them burn.

"The relationship between master and Wu Xie that night is really extraordinary!" There is a trace of jealousy in the eyes of Feng Huo Du Yue, and he says.

"It seems that the pagoda belongs to the evil childe. If you can easily give it to the master, the master will not be stingy. Jiuqu Xianling dance will definitely share it with the evil childe. Besides, you see, their swords have been exchanged." Feng Huo shook his head and sighed, "a confidant in life is enough!"

They didn't think of the two people on one person at all. They really thought they were just friends of gentlemen.

"Come on, maybe we can help them, too." Fenghuo Duyue nodded, and the two quickly stepped forward, watching the eight on the first guard, fearing that they would move from behind.

There was a silence all around, and everyone's eyes were staring at the void. Yi Xiaotian was burned by yewuxie's two bodies, and his body melted quickly, but almost instantly recovered quickly. The two counteracted each other, and yewuxie couldn't help him for a moment.

As the saying goes, Qin Xiaoyi's face is very pale.

In a restaurant in a big city in China, a man in white robe, with a big sword on his back, was drinking heartily. The table was full of wine jars, and the floor was full of wine jars. The man in white robe had a ruddy face and a smile on his face. He laughed and said, "ha ha ha, happy, happy!"

Then he suddenly frowned, shook his head and said, "but compared with martial uncle's wine, it's tasteless. One cup is better than 3000 jars. I don't know what happened to Shifu! I haven't seen you for a long time. I really miss you. He's very lucky. Maybe he still has his uncle's bar. "

Around the white robed man's wine table, many people gathered around, whispering and talking.

"This young man is really a heavy drinker. After drinking for three days and three nights, he has drunk ninety-nine jars, and he is not drunk. How many people in the world can match him? It's the God of wine

"Yes, it's very drinkable. You see, he didn't use any Lingyuan. There's only one restaurant in Wangyuan city. The owner of the restaurant in his arms makes a lot of money."

"I don't know what his limit is?"

Just as everyone was talking, the cross sword behind his back suddenly trembled. Qin Lang's face changed in vain, and he said, "boss, check out!"

A few pieces of stone to the table a bear, white robe figure instantly disappeared in the restaurant.

Yewu Xie's two bodies keep burning Yi Xiaotian. Since he is a spirit, he should be restrained by the flame of refining weapons. However, to Yewu's surprise, Yi Xiaotian's wind is light and clouds are light. At first, he has some strange colors. However, now he seems to be used to everything, and his face doesn't change at all.

In this way, it was only after a long time that Yi Xiaotian faintly said, "is that enough?"

As soon as night Wu Xie's face changed, he quickly increased the flame. The ancient Jiuqu Xianling dance technique turned to the extreme. The eighteen color drills were extremely turbulent and the endless flame roared.

"Well! Fire is the key to success, but it depends on what kind of fire it is Yi Xiaotian was finally impatient, and his fist burst out into the void, and the 18 pieces of color training burst out in an instant.

"Poof!" Yewuxie's two bodies spit out a few mouthfuls of blood. He is very weak. He looks at yixiaotian in surprise. Yixiaotian is too strange and powerful. You know, yewuxie can refine the best treasure, which can at least refine the flame of the strong one. However, yixiaotian is only the cultivation of Dantian, but the flame can't help him.

Is it the difference between human utensils and utensils? Night without evil heart so guess.

"Big brother (innocent)!" In the battle of God, everyone is anxious and wants to rush out immediately. However, reason conquers emotion. If they all leave the battle of God, it will bring a lot of trouble to Yewu.

Yewu Xie is helpless for the first time. If it wasn't for Xihuang, he had thousands of ways to kill Yi Xiaotian, but here it is Xihuang. Moreover, Yi Xiaotian has made himself into a human weapon. He is not afraid of fire and water, and he is not afraid of poison.

"Is the power of Mingge useless to Yi Xiaotian?" Night without evil coughs up blood repeatedly, in the heart surprised a way: "since Yi Xiaotian is a human tool, why does the purple Chen Ling Yan Yan Ling can't refine him?"

"Is that all?" Yewuxie is very unwilling, the fate is in his own hands, as long as he is still alive, with a breath, yewuxie will never give up, but now, he really can't think of any way.

Yi Xiaotian's card is not strong. Looking at the west, it is absolutely unmatched. The gods block and kill the gods, and the Buddhas block and kill the Buddhas. Even if the tianqiang in the central part of Longyuan comes, he will not get any benefits.At the moment, yewuxie thinks of Wuji. If Wuji doesn't sleep deeply, he can completely restrain Yi Xiaotian. Even if he turns himself into a holy treasure, he is absolutely a local chicken and dog in front of Wuji!

"Human instrument? No, it's not that the flame can't refine Yi Xiaotian, but the utensils Yi Xiaotian reposes are too powerful! " The night has no evil to suddenly pour to suck a cool air, in the heart produced a bad premonition.

"Do you really want to use Zichen Lingyan?" Ye Wuxie said, "in this way, this situation may be solved, but it may bring more disaster to the night family and the first night. If the noumenon breaks through the realm of Longyuan, it will at least be as good as the previous life, engulf the great nothingness, and end up with Yi Xiaotian's work! But now breakthrough, Yi Xiaotian obviously won't give me time! I don't know if this body can exert the great nothingness to devour the mystery. "

Yi Xiaotian steps towards yewuye. Yewuye kneels and stands in the void. He slowly raises his head. A decisive color flashes in his eyes. He slowly stands up and makes a move. In the distance, the Wuji Pagoda in yewuye's hand disappears and suddenly appears in the palm of yewuye's hand.

"This tower is extraordinary. If it can fit in with me, it will go further." Yi Xiaotian's eyes fixed on Wuji God tower, flashed a trace of greed, said with a smile: "how, what means have not been used, if not, I will do it."

"Brother, let's go. As long as you live, there will be hope! One day, you will avenge us Ye Wuyun roars and his eyes are red. He has seen the situation clearly for a long time. Yi Xiaotian is too powerful to be attacked by Ye Wuyue at all!

Can ye Wuxie walk? His relatives are here, brothers are here, so gone, this life may no longer have the possibility of breakthrough, rather than shame to live, it is better to die with everyone.

Yi Xiaotian doesn't care about yewuyun. He slowly raises his right palm. A dark light comes out, and one palm cleaves toward yewuyue. Yewuyue's face changes, and he is preparing to give up the Hunyuan Wuji pagoda.

"Big" a shout rang out, however, it is suddenly stuck, eyes a stare, surprised looking at the front, saw a white robe figure in front of him.

"Boom!"

With a roar, the terrible storm swept all over the place. Yi Xiaotian's face changed, his body suddenly retreated, and his face was full of pain. After a careful look, Yi Xiaotian's right palm had disappeared.