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The 652th chapter broken Qinglong Lingprint, like a blade in the air, in the initial exudation of bright light.

I can't blink, and it will become a dark magic smoke.

"When you are a child, when is it discovered!

In the fifteen years ago, he has three chess pieces, which can have three chess pieces, which can be invested.

Still staying for four printed printed, whether it is only possible to make it, it will be controlled.

The cold furnace, the blood wolf, the wind without hazy is no exception, and it can be a miraculous invalid.

Lei Yunzi a pair of blood, exposed an extreme anger look, horrible magic, rushing in this palace.

Due to a cold wind, whistling, the coldness of the wind, as if it can be blown into the soul of the people.

Come from autonomous, it became shivering, incorporating many of the fear of Lei Yunzi in invisible.

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Lin Yun's funeral sword in the purple swordsman, still shaking, the violent sword is still injective accumulation.

The peak is a successful congenital sword. Under this long-term accumulation, it has reached a huge situation.

Thundermates talking between, the Herhel wind that is coming out, I can't let his swords heart.

Lin Yun god is indifferent, faint: "When did I find it, is it related to you?"

I kneel on the ground to Fu old and ancient masters, I heard a glimpse, and I suddenly exposed an extremely panic look.

What attitude ... that year, this Lei Yunzi is standing in the top big devil of the Nanhua ancient domain, crossing the four parties, talking about the color change.

What's more, it's not far from that year, it is not far away, but it is over fetworked.

Fu Yumou and ancient masters are all experienced in that year, quite clear that Lei Yunzi is terrible.

At the moment, a postman, aged, aged, 18 years old.

In the face of this Lei Yunzi, it was even less fearful and relative, and it was really shocked his courage.

Boom!

Sure enough, the bloody magic shadow of the altar, suddenly became anger, and the magic of the body rose again.

A wind swept, blowing Lin Yunshirt, shouted, Qingsi such as a water, rushing to the sky.

Lei Yunzi cold channel: "I will make you old behind you. This matter I don't have the same life. Otherwise, your end, will only be better than the wind, suffering from the wind!

On the ground, the three people who have suffering are not dead.

It can be peeled, a blood curse is blurred, and a sudden change is a crazy.

The three people are not as strong as a ghost, and they are not as good as a ghost.

Thundermand's means, people watching the heart.

"Sorry, I refused."

Lin Yun is almost no false thinking, out of mouth.

Have a 145-year-old little girl out of the blood sacrifice, this thing Lin Yun can't do it before, and now you can't do it in the future.

Take anything you are, you can't do it!

On the altar, the bloody magic shadow, suddenly suddenly became down, and a cold breath is filled out.

The atmosphere in the hall, becomes quite vacted, with the cold furnace of the owner's heart, and the people who are more comparable.

Boom!

The flashing bloody magic is suddenly extra extra special | the darkness of Lei Yunzi's vicissitudes rang again: "I will give you such a woman, other treasures in Baolu, I can give you.

The old man does not have the strength of the whole year ... But you'd better not try my bottom line.

"Bottom line?"

Lin Yun's eyes flashed, this kind of person also has the bottom line, and his head is looking at each other, teased: "Then I let the bottom line of you, where is it, I am not afraid, one dead People, it is best to give me honesty!

The toughness of the teenager, unexpectedly, Master Fu and ancient head were surprised.

Obviously, Lin Yun died and the thunderbone dialogue.

Yu Lin Yun said, but it should be, if this old ghost is really a big thing, I am afraid that I can poke myself.

At the moment, as long as he is not near the altar, it is not a greed for the blood of the blood.

He really wants to see what the other party can be resistant.

"No knowledge of prizes, mound!

Thunderbirds were completely angry, playing an ancient handprint, struggling three people on the ground suddenly uncontrolled shake.

Wink, laid in the three-person printed print, Suzaku, White Tiger, Xuanwu, successively broke out.

First, the light is flashing, and the three people suddenly stood up, and they were on the sky.

Under the injection of this magic, the gilly wolf re-puts the dragon armor, the cold furnace, the main eyebrows, the wind, the wind, no hate the sound of the violent burst.

Three people have a sharp shock, and the breath is more terrible than the peak before it.

The only difference is that the three pupils are dark, the empty cavity is unpopular, only the death of the dead is a terrible cold light, and the converge is in Lin Yun.

"This day, the three actually be connected to the devil in the ground ..."

"It is not a thundering, and there will be such a means of mean, and the strength will inevitably skyrocket after the incarnation of the devil. Lin Yun seems to be dead.

Fu Yaotou and ancient master, flashing at the same time.

"Don't you really can't cure? Give you the opportunity to cherish it, then don't blame your husband.

Thundermons on the altar, suddenly smiled, the voice of the molar, let the skin hair.

"Is this means? I am afraid that I am disappointed ..."

Lin Yunxiang is deep, quietly flashed the color of the wirang, and there is no difference with him.

This Lei Yunzi did not have a way to shoot him, just just a manway without hate.

Three people were originally his hand, become a magic, changed to change the ending? There is enough day, he is still unprofitable.

"It's true, I really thought that you have a sword of the innate, you can invincible.

The old man didn't know how much you have such a so-called enchanting, death!

Lei Yunzi snorted, turned into a swing of the devil, and the snoring is like a ghost beast.

Bang!

The three people were almost condensed, and they were turned into a wave of waves and rolling.

"Who ... tell you, Lin's sword, only congenital?"

The eyebrows hidden front, the contrast, Lin Yun white is full of face, suddenly cracking on a silk wound with blood penetration.

Even if Canglong nine changes to the second change, the innocent congenital sword is full, and if the accumulation is so long, there is still some toe.

The face of the juvenile clear, becomes unusual, and the people who are fierce and see are in the heart of the heart.

Lin Yun reached out, I have already popped up the swordskin, and the five fingers have a moment.

It belongs to the world's horrible horror, on the teenager, go to the sky.

Bang!

In an instant, that's rolling, in this Jianwei, immediately blocked it outside Lin Yun ten meters.

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Lin Yun five fingers, the sword is half-inch, and there is a gorgeous silver sword light, it is like Huanghuang Dayi, and it is ray.

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Dressed in the sky, under this sword light, immediately scattered thousands of harces holes, and the spin is divided into the analysis.

There is a floating floral sword like a autumn water, and it is rosted before Lin Yun.

The burial flowers came out, Lin Yun hand held the sword and the heart, felt the opponent's lbs, the endless blood stapped in his chest.

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The moment of sheath, Lin Yun hand funeral flowers, and the top face forward.

The pound of the pounds that are ready to be sent, filled with a cold, and the sword is raging.

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The blood wolf killed first, has not reacted, and even tatched the big hole in the brain, and rushed down.

Haunt!

When the other party was killed, there was a thunder to break, and the lightning kills to Lin Yun.

After turning into magic, this purple flame Royal whip is in the wind, and it has played four% power.

At that time, the speed is very fast, there is no time to respond to Lin Yun at all, and the horrible thunder is killed with a heil of the Lei Wei, and he only has a distance of one body.

Bay sword, rushing power!

The sword in the hand of Linyun is faster, and his anti-hands, it is like a radiant sword.

In the big palace, everywhere is the thunderous trend of the thunderous thunder, the swordscent is thunder, and he is rushed throughout.

Sway!

When you come, you can eat people's thunder, swaying, and falling on the ground.

Because of his owner, it has taken the lead in being detached from this river, smashed into two halves.

Baying, shocking!

The magnificent congenital swords are derivatized in both sides of Lin Yun, like the wings of the sky.

Two pieces of light curtain suddenly, Lin Yunnan swords, turned into a shocked, disappearing in the same place.

Unsteady!

This is shocked by the invincible, and the cold furnace is blocked in front of him.

Everything, there is no time to think about it, and the time is not thinking.

There is no hate, the three people of the cold furnace and the gilly wolf, and they died in the sword of Lin Yun.

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Lin Yun is now shaped, funeral sword, and bloodless drops fall.

The four silence, this blood drops, like Thunder sounded in the heart of Fu Master and the ancient head, and that shocking, can't be described in words.

"Damn ... The peak is a successful congenital sword!

Thundermons on the altar panic, because of the Lin Yun, who killed the three people, still kept to him.

The congenital Sword is enough to be terrible, but he is even more surprised that Lin Yun's flesh can accumulate such a pound of swords.

With Lin Yun step approaching, under the shock of the Jianwei, the altar has a silk crack, and the tremble is kept.

"Don't be close, olders ... old is willing to have a bloody vow, become your slave, will have a prepatiport magic without retention, and pour a group.

Everything is everything, the magic of being unhappy before, this moment, in the eyes, there is an infinite fear, the sound is turbulent.

In addition to the 20 steps of the altar, Lin Yun stopped, and the Lei Yunzi suddenly joy.

"You have not seen yourself, Lin inherited the ancient gold Shengshi Zikjian, and the champion of Chang Junjun is just barely enters the eye.

Your magic, in my eyes, it is worthless!

The voice did not fall, Lin Yun stepped out, funeral flowers in his hand.

The dust is too late, the mountain river!

"Do not……!

The swords of the falling, the dust is not fat, like a floating flower, dazzling, and shines on the mountain.

In the desperate shouts of thunderstorms, the altar crashed, along with the Pharmacy, and ash.