The God of Sky & Earth

Another elder was squirting out of the air. For example, the cold needle generally agitated the robes. He said: "The old mortal knows that the tyrants are there. Do you want to go directly to the tyrannical tyrants? child!"

Xuehonglou flashed a bit of dissatisfaction, but did not care, cold and proud of the fight, said faintly: "This time has come out for a long time, many people in the holy mountain already know?"

"Yes...Yes, and recently the eye line of the chaotic domain has suddenly increased a lot. I am afraid that the whole chaos domain knows it. Just the disciples came to report, and the big saints have already seen the saints and said a lot in front of the saints. ...a lot of your things!" said Xu Chang, the old man, who is afraid of being attacked at any time.

"What are you talking about?" asked the five holy sons coldly, and a lingering time spread.

Xu grew up and slammed his body lower and shuddered and said: "The old age is also heard, the big saints said that you ignored the face of the holy mountain, saying that in order to be such an ant, he went in person! The saint did not say What, just worry that you are being stared at by the other nine forces, and the wind is on the way, there must be no mistakes!"

"Ha ha ha, a group of idiots, Su Yi, this little thief killed my sacred disciple, although hateful, it should be dead, but on the sacred mountains of the sacred goods, Yuan Zongjing's body is afraid of squatting! Su Yi does have some doorways But I came to the chaotic domain not just for him." After that, Nalan Ruyu is more dazzling, breathless, shaking the void, and his own side swept the power of all directions!

The two robe caps clung to the ground and whispered softly: "The five saints are talented and far-sighted, and they will be able to handcuff Su Yi, Yang Wei Tianfeng!"

Snow red building waved his hand, the long shirt shook, and the spirit of a king was soaring and sighed.

"In this case, go back as soon as possible, chaotic domain personnel mixed, do not let the Holy Mountain have been implicated!" Xue Honglou added again.

"My holy mountain is not going to find a door to destroy an ant. I am going to retreat in the chaotic domain, and I will not be able to shut it down. As for Su Yi, at the Shengwu Conference, the face of the holy mountain will be wiped out, then I will be in the Tianfeng battle. Let the whole continent see him being crushed under my feet! How vulnerable he is!"

"Go!"

Under the order of the snow red building, the people of the holy mountain violently emerged, and then the golden light swelled, the light screamed, and the sound of the slap in the face of the sigh, the terrible breath filled the world, and the people rushed to the wind. And soon disappeared into the valley.

The setting sun, the clouds are haunting, the red glow is red, the blood is dying.

In front of the Molan Mountain Peak, the ribbon-like smog rises and hides the mountain peaks, depicting a landscape of heaven and earth, like a fairyland.

"call out...!"

In the red dress, the figure is full of grievances, and the two-handed moon-shaped scimitar flies in the hand, with a raging wave, rolling in the red woman's soft wrist. The cold light flies, not too sharp!

"Whizzing!"

The knife is superb, the knifeless light is broken, the red shadow looks like a swallow, and the sun is merged with each other to outline a golden glory.

The high-lifted sand grains form a fiery mountain with the mountains behind them. The round moon scimitar draws an arc in the hands of Qian Ying, and the clothes are scattered and heroic.

The shadows are falling, the flaming dresses are exquisite, and the black hair is gently swayed into the clouds, such as the star's scorpion, the eyes are clear and clear, and the swells are not stained, such as Zhu Xian. Temperament dust.

If the eyebrows are sakura, the eyebrows are like ink paintings, and the sunset is shining. The red girl is still shrouded in a layer of red and thin gauze. It seems like a illusion, such as a blossoming lotus, a bright and unspeakable, unspeakable ethereal. Light and easy.

"call!"

At the age of seventeen or eight, it is the sacred woman Liu Ruoqi, the girl’s fabulous face, the frowning, the two rows of dense eyelashes are like a fan.

Blowing the skin because of the faint high temperature blush, the thin lips are confided, and the aroma is gently breathed.

"I don't know how much the guy is doing now! What have he experienced in such a long time?"

Looking at the Danyang residual blood, Liu Ruoxi's beautiful enamel is black and clear, Liu Mei slightly curved, peach astringent red.

"Don't think that you have saved the city, I will forgive you, live well, your life, I have to take it personally, don't die in the hands of others!" This is the letter that Liu Ruoxuan left to Su Yi.

Calculated roughly, Liu Ruoxi and Su Yi’s meeting was only two times. Since that time, the old city was separated, Su Yi went to chase the dead door, and he was brought back to the holy mountain by the deacon and Guan Bo. Since then, there is no goodbye. Over.

"I heard that he seriously injured Nalan Ruyu. The Shengwu Conference is famous all over the world. It seems that his brutality in the War of the First World War is completely good. When will he meet again, will I take his life again?" Closer, the face is slightly struggling.

Suddenly, Su Yi was bathed in blood and killed the gods. In the head of Sujiacheng, the appearance of the old middle of the hand reappeared in Liu’s mind.

"It seems that he and I don't think so much! Why do I always think of him? It is clear that there are only two sides, obviously he is so thin in my life! I am..."

Liu Ruoqi is close to the lips of the cherry, remembering that he was kissed by Su Yi when he was young, and the soft skin on his face was stained with blush.

A girl in the distance walked into Liu Ruoxi, the slender legs and the towering arc on the chest, together with the waist and the waist, together outlined a moving arc. What is completely different from Liu Ruoqi is that she has a mature The charming beauty.

Liu Ruojun heard the sound, gently turned back, clear and clear, a style but not charming face appeared, it is Liu Ruoxi's sister, Li Ling.

"Sister, what good news do you bring to me?"

Li Ling smiled lightly and smiled at Liu Ruojun: "Can you come to see you when you have nothing? When did you break through when you were in the Yuan Dynasty? Your potential is really too horrible! No wonder the Holy Tribute praises you. Not overwhelming."

"Sister and sister are laughing at me. I can't have such a big development without the care of the saints and the uncles."

Li Ling's eyes are slightly stunned, and the peaches are pink. Looking at Liu Ruoxuan, his eyes are full of smiles.

"You are so strong enough to participate in the Tianfeng qualifying battle!"

Liu Ruo’s eyes suddenly rounded up, and the aura suddenly overflowed, and between the smiles, the temperament was elegant.

"Is the Tianfeng qualifying war finally going to start? Then I finally have a chance!" Liu Ruoxi said with amazement.

Liu Ruoyu listened to the Holy Master and said that the Tianfeng ranks once in sixty years and is extremely rare. It is the biggest test of the military.

"Yeah, you are so terrible in entering the country. It must be a strong competitor in this Tianfeng qualifying war. It may be even higher than the best score - the top 20! But it is not so easy!" Li Ling Said with a smile.