The One and Only

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The 442th chapter distorted gap, suddenly explosive glare, glaring.

Thirteen grandfather and fat old, gradually downgrade after the face is changed.

After half rang, the fat old man laughed: "This kid is really uneasy, it seems that you will be difficult to send out ..."

Thirteen Mathers received a look, Shen Wei said: "Listen to the day, his own choice, it should also understand the consequences.

Two people dialogue, seems to have no hair.

In fact, in two old modes, it is induced that there is a dramatic energy in the funeral chart in fluctuations.

Suddenly, there is more than ten times more dramatic fluctuations.

Even in the second decoration, it is quite terrible, you can't underestimate.

There is no doubt that Lin Yun in the secret state is the critical time to break through the sword.

Funeral, five layers, ancient stone platform.

In the desolate space, the variety of swords, the violent feelings.

Everything is coming soon as a ray of a stone platform, broke out.

The light is like a big day of burning, and the light of the light is obsessed, it seems that this vast space is bright, and no shadow is hidden.

In the glamorous light, hiding a blurred figure.

There is no doubt that the master of the figure will not be anyone else from Lin Yun.

Everything is only because the demon don that is swallowed by Lin Yun has arrived.

In the depths of his body, the demon dress containing a pure and pure flying in the mountains, only small nails are small.

However, this little nail size is the size of the horrible, and the radiant is shot out in his body.

Lin Yun was underestimated, and the horror of this demon dress was underestimated. In the 13th, he fed ten years with Zifu demon.

The aura of the fish, reached the point where he was sighing, and it was thick and aggluted.

At the moment, on the sky, the blood cloud rolls.

Dareful thunder, in the clouds of swords, do not stop, obviously what is brewing.

The horrible breath is filled in the sky, and the dull space can't see it.

In addition to violent, there is no sound in the whole space, and people feel strange.

The depression before the storm is coming, it is filled in this narrow space.

Lin Yun on the stone platform, the face is unprecedented, and the cold hair is vertical.

There is an inexplicable panic in the endless side, and he has a kind of parents. If it is unable to promote the sword.

The thunder that will be exploded will be, and he will be annihilated in an instant.

Lin Yun, the cloud cloud, all the notes before the heart god, the purple swords kept turning, crazy, refined the fish Dragon Dan.

As long as the Thunder falls, it will refine the demon Dan, and the sword is promoted to block the hope.

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Suddenly, Lin Yun felt that Dantian purple bark shook.

Seventy-one petals is like a sword, and the violent swords are burst, and they are swallowed in a dazzling confession in the body with nearly plundered.

It seems to be conscious, and it is very anxious to induce the upcoming danger.

The nail size demon, with the speed visible to the naked eye, is slowly swallowed by a little bit, and the rays that are shrouded on them are constantly contracted.

Bang!

There is a blood cloud between the sky, the sword is derived, and it is extremely unparalleled.

The huge sound of the bang, suffocating the suffocation, and then strengthened.

Come, hurry, hurry!

It seems to be running with the dead god, there is an intangible devil behind him, chasing yourself.

Lin Yunxin is extremely anxious, the life and death, all distracted.

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When the demon Dan finally was poorer by purple, Lin Yunxin raised it, and only the limbs were emerging in the body.

If the rain is like, it is like a purple scorpion, it is like a moth.

Wait until all Guanghua, when they fall on the purple flower, Lin Yunxin hop.

He saw that the ice crystal purple breeze crashed, and then recorches it, constantly changing.

There is no more, a brand new purple breeze, re-cohesively forming in his body.

The freshman purple breeze is like purple ice crystals, which is much more slender than before, and there is a small bloodline in the center of the petals. It seems like life.

Lin Yunnan is fried, it can't be described, see the feelings after this flower.

If you don't use a word, it is a demon!

The beautiful and noble, as if it is the king of flowers, and the world is.

Wait until 72 pieces of flower petals, all the open moment, seems to have an ancient sound through time and space.

Condensing the vicissitudes of the long years, turning into mysterious ideas, and there is no shock in his mind.

In the mind, there is a vast scorpion, a purple clothes, cold, and the eyes are like electricity.

In the sky, he holds a sword in front of the sky, and the left hand is close together. From the end of the sword, you will take the sword.

"With the name of the sword, I will bloom!"

When the left hand parallel, the mysterious sword is blown on the left hand, and the old man burst out of the horrible swords, and he suddenly blooms a huge current purple flower.

The moment of inclined purple flowers blooms, stirring the sky.

During the sky, form a huge and horrible vortex, as if it is not a cloud, but the whole world.

Ziyi old people sword swept, there is an unnecessary black magic shadow, all swaying, all swayed into a virtual.

With the name of the sword, I will bloom.

Lin Yun is shocking in the heart, a strange emotion is filled with his heart.

I want to go, the old man who appears in the mind is definitely the old violet sword in the past.

Every action in the picture in the picture, in the mind, was re-stopped by him.

It turns out that!

He suddenly realized that the sword of the old man is actually the moment before he has mastered.

However, in the moment, Fanghua, it will exhaust the real yuan.

It can only be used to fight with people, and the gambling is too big, kill the opponent, you will die.

After the sword is promoted to the nine, as long as the sword is sacrificed, it will bloom.

He kept in his heart, Linyi, the mysterious sword of the purple sword, and a mysterious fluctuation spread.

On the ancient stone platform, Lin Yun has a mysterious purple, like a piece of petals.

Boom!

Suddenly, the world suddenly broke out a roar full of bloody and killing, and there was an endless blood cloud issued a horrible roaring.

The fierce rolls are turned up, derived into a bloody vain, like the magic God.

Handheld the swordsmanship of hundreds of feet, headed down toward Lin Yun.

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The Jian Mang has passed, destroyed, and an old stone platform, which was smashed into powder.

There is a stone platform that doesn't know how many years, in front of this sword, just like a paper paste, uncomfortable.

Lin Yun opened his eyes, got a scene of his eyes, and his face suddenly changed.

The bloody vain is like a mountain, and his Jian Mang is like a thunder, as if it is going to sweep everything.

Lin Yun on the stone platform seems to be small in front of this sword.

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Lin Yun is not much, and there is a trick.

At the end, the funeral sword in the stone stage, turned into a smooth flow, and fell into its hands.

Call!

The wind brought by the swords, blowing Lin Yun's green shirt, and long hair has been scattered, and the wind is inherent.

However, it is strange, it is clearly a life and death, you can hold the burial sword sword handle.

Lin Yun's heart is surprisingly quiet.

Old friends, I have to bother you ... one person and a sword, after too much life and death, I have already worried.

No need to say, the sword is self-built, the funeral sword shows its attitude.

Lin Yun's mouth is slightly tightened, showing a smile.

Looking up, the smile on the young face gradually converges, replaced by a shack of sword, life and death.

No, I will not die here!

Seeing, sweeping all blood color swords, it is going to fall.

Lin Yun Yangbei picks, the right hand holds the sword in front of the body, the left hand double finger is close together, and it is attached to the sword.

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With the arms of the collections, slowly enlighten, Dantian purple kid blooms.

Waiting to the fingers through the sword tip, seventy-two petals have been bloomed, and a unmatched sword will break out from Lin Yun.

"With the name of the sword, I will bloom!"

At the top of its head, a huge purple breeze is suddenly bloom, stirring the sky, Lin Yun hands holding the sword, blocking this bloody sword.

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In the big sound, the strange scenes appeared, the seemingly small Lin Yun, the hard student blocked this sword.

The ground rumbling tremor is not stopped, and Lin Yun's mouth overflows silk blood, and his face is very unparalleled.

At the foot of the old stone platform, a trace of cracks appeared, and it is necessary to discover the analysis.

"Roll!

Lin Yun, who is biting his teeth, roaring with a breath, and the sword will shock this bloody sword.

Haunt!

Taking a moment, he crushed the ancient stone platform, and the lightning shouted.

Boom!

The bloody swords are no longer hindered, and they are straight to the ground, and they can take a look at the huge gully.

Lin Yun in another stone station, is weak, and the big mouth is angry.

Its hair is distributed, nostrils, eyes, and the ears are slowly overflowing blood, which barely blocks a sword, or let him hurt.

In the juvenile mouth, it is stubborn to raise a smile.

He is alive!

In the burial sword forest, the thirteen of the fish and fat old people, and the eyes also flashed in the eyes.

Half rang, the thirteen grandfather touched the beard: "This little child is really big.

The fat old man passed a small mouth of the cold pool, smiled: "Oh, with the heavens, the cumshot bones in the burial chart, the endless broken sword did not scare this kid, indeed the big.

The full snow dragonfly in the pot has been eaten by two, but it is still not moving with all the essence of the snowy fish.

Both people stare at each other, who dares to move, immediately is a sword ... is wrong, it is chopsticks.

The blood dragon horses not far away, pitifully squatted on the ground, and the eyeliner looked at the snowfish in the pot.

The salivation flows, full of water fog, is really a grievous look like it.

"Eat fish? Also, I am a ..."

After half an minutes, Lin Yun, a Wolf, and a smile.

I have no problem to Lin Yun soon. I haven't reacted, I have seen Lin Yun picking up the chopsticks. Putting the cucumber in the pot.

"Comfortable, Xiaohong, you will also come to eat."

The moment of the meat in the moon, Lin Yun's eyes lit up and never had such delicious.

The hearty, the aftertaste, the injury of the pain, and it has eased a lot.

Looking up, the blood dragon horses are looking at themselves.

Lin Yun's face showed a smile and put the whole side of the pot.

"Stop!

Thirteen grandfather and fat old face, while a black, get up and drink.

There are two-thirds of the snow dragonfish, even the meat, and have been swallowed by the blood dragon horse.

Rumon!

Looking up and look at the second old, the blood dragon horse is slightly smashed, and the unprecedented satisfaction is filled, and the two rows of big gates have been laughing.