The God of Sky & Earth

I saw that Han Wulong had never spoken. Han Yu softly followed his eyes and saw a shadowy white figure from the space of tears.

The woman's one-step lotus, three steps and one swaying, the face is Shengxue, the ice is clear, the sky is on the face, it is a beautiful holy face.

"Oh!"

Full of electric awnings and thunders, the deep and dark black gradually dissipated. Like the fairy, the shadows of the shadows came out, and all people’s faces showed amazement and unbelievable expressions.

"There is such a good-looking face in the world!" Li Shiran and Han Yurou, as women, are both amazed at the same time, not to mention all the male cultivators present.

In the astounding gaze, each person's bead reflects a woman with a beautiful face and perfect body.

Between the handkerchiefs, the skin of the sheep's white jade is shining under the golden light, and there is a trace of hair flowing between the green waves.

The face is meticulous and clear, the perfect greasy nose is a pair of water-splitting scorpions, and the high nose and the slightly red lips reveal a dangerous signal.

Quiet and glamorous but mixed with a bit of arrogance, arrogant and unparalleled, without a trace of expression, like a soft beauty who does not eat human fireworks.

The black long hair was raised up by a princess, and the two eyebrows were long and picturesque, flickering like stars, watching Yomo’s age in his early twenties, but the breath of his body was like a long river, a look Will let the person extricate himself.

Sai Xue's skin is matched with a white robes, from top to bottom, the rounded peaks are full of fruit, and the sleek and slender legs are looming, even if hidden under the white robes, you can imagine that The surplus is not enough to hold the waist, and the time will make everyone feel happy and emotional.

"Hey!"

There are voices of swallowing saliva from men who are repaired by the men, and then look at the left Qiufeng and Han Wulong and others who still manage to fight, the eyes are like a stagnation, and look straight at the peerless beauty from the painting!

"She is... who is it! How can it be so beautiful!" Han Yurou said softly, such a beautiful person is rare.

Han Wulong shook his head and said softly: "I don't know, I hope it is not her, but it seems to be again, and it seems not. But how is it getting better and better!"

Han Yurou looked at Han Wulong with a puzzled look. He had always been outside the sacred martial arts. The extraordinary old man would be so ruined. Like an admirer who was low in the dust, Han Yurou looked at it for a while.

"What is going on with the old man? It’s not going to see the beautiful woman walking." Han Yu softly whispered.

Gu Yue also shook his head for a moment, and his heart sighed: "It is no wonder that the Lord has not been free to come out in the past two years. Younger than a year, such a kung fu and face are afraid of attracting all the women of the world!"

"Under the ancient Yue, participate in the palace!"

Gu Yue preemptively made a man, respectfully crouched on the ground, and made a long call to the woman. As a wake-up call, he instantly awakened everyone who was so intoxicated.

"哗"

All the elders in the room couldn't help but sighed. The air that had been converging was a little loose, and they fell directly on the ground. Some of them were small and they fell directly on the ground.

"Hey!"

In an instant, all the rest of the people are like broken birds, but they are also extremely tacit and unified. They dare not look up and tremble.

And Zuoqiufeng and Wu Kun, who were facing each other, saw everyone’s reaction. They were shocked and stunned very slowly. When they saw the woman’s face, they were soft on the ground.

The woman who walked out of the softness was the main palace of the Heavenly Palace, and Duanmuman.

Han Wulong’s eyes showed a glimmer of light, and Han Yurou could feel the tremor of Han Wulong.

"Palace... Palace Lord? When is Duanmu Muman?" Han Yu was stunned and shouted.

All the people who are not in the Temple of Heaven are surprised and amazed. The elders of Gu Yue and all the strong men of the Tiangong Palace are already older than the ancient ones. How is this palace only 20 years old?

"She may be older than your grandmother!" Han Wulong said softly.

"Hey!"

This sentence scared Han Yurou directly to the back, suddenly smothered his breath and went to Han Wulong to hide as if he saw a monster!

I saw Duanmu Muman looked around for a week, and the frosty eyes cast on everyone present. The slim waists exude a breath of breath like a thousand years of ice, and everyone shivered.

"What about people?" Duanmu Yuman said faintly.

Just two words are sent from the throat of Duanmu Muman. The sound of soft feathers is like water flowing into everyone's heart. At the same time, with the extreme low temperature, everyone's knowledge is instantly frozen.

The cold is deep and the atmosphere is low.

Everyone knows that Duanmu Qiaoman is coming to the teacher to ask for sin, although the 驭天魂赛 will officially begin tomorrow.

But today is the test registration, all the pro-disciples will not be so deserted, miserable, and fragmented.

The large Zhongzheng Square drifted cold and seemed more deserted.

Only Elder Gu Yue continued to say: "To return to the palace, today is indeed the registration day of the Soul of the Soul, but it has been destroyed by the left Qiufeng!"

Suddenly, the name of Zuoqiu was as popular as a sinner. He was stunned on the ground, and his sweat was falling with tears.

"Palace... Palace Lord, you don't want to listen to Gu Yue's nonsense. Today, the soul-changing game is completely normal. He brought two outsiders to come in, and invited the innumerable gatekeepers to come in. They are ruined!"

Scorpio and Achu Dengqi Qijie, Gu Yue old man is also a wrinkle of the eyebrows, in front of the palace, as the old man is not good to continue to make trouble, but the left hill wind but the wicked first complain, it is disgusting.

"Left hill wind, put your dog **** in the 18th generation of the ancestors!" Achu is no longer a person in the Tiangong, anyway, because of the sister's business, it is a fire.

"Yes, left old man, put your mother's dog stinky fart!" Han Wulong is also a good way.

The left Qiufeng was extremely calm, and he did not say a word. All the faculty and elders who were present at the time of the show showed contempt, and they really doubted that they had stood in the wrong team.

"Hey!"

Duanmu Muman still has no expression, the jade hand is lightly lifted, and the mighty soul is so powerful that it is like a gust of wind and rain, and it is beaten on the hearts of everyone.

The energy is like a light wave, and the space of the tears behind it is instantly closed. The wind and the thunder are interlaced, and the electric mantle roars. Everything is between the understatement.

"Good! In these years, this woman is not a little bit stronger!" Han Wulong's eyes were illusory, and his strength was reversed. The three repressed palace owners suddenly felt relaxed.