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Boom!

Canglong roared, the brightened electric light shrouded in Lin Yun, more than 100 purple electric dragon pats that the body surface swimming, , look like a pound of the dragon is on the flesh.

The dragon pattern is full of explosive power, and the percentage of the exudative is incomparable, Lin Yun raises his hand as if there is a giant force that tears the mountains.

Condensing and heavy Canglong is like a mountain, no one can think of it, this seemingly weak boy actually cultivated such a horrible flesh.

"Speaking small skill, I see that you are dead to the head, still don't know!"

Lin Tao is slightly proud, and the feet is in the ground, and take the lead in shooting.

"is it?"

Lin Yun snorted and did not fear.

Boom!

There is no sign, the two instantly disappear in the original place, and the vast rigor is suddenly violently violent.

Bang!

Sifang Lake water is like a waver, the sky, the clouds are covered.

In the horrible impact, the deafening loud noise is in the eight-party echo, which makes the popular blood, and it is uncomfortable.

Two masters worship their own refining gods, and everyone is still confused, heard this horrible explosion. Some people spit out of blood, and they were dumment.

After all the people woke up, the face became bigger, and I watched my eyes.

Just see the ancient dragon platform, the two figures are fierce confrontation, and the electro-optic and flames collide with the amazing void.

The remaining wave of the confrontation in the half is aging, the air is extruded out of the water waves and spreads the eight parties.

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When the vast Kowloon Lake up suddenly was attacked by this amazing sun, set off a number of towering waves, just like a tsunami, this started.

Everyone was shocked by this fierce confrontation, and they felt deep shocks across nearly 10,000 meters.

Mang and the martial arts collided, just that Yu Bo is so terrible, it is hard to imagine how terrible power is bursting out.

At the confrontation, Lin Yun suddenly launched a thick kill, such as water, almost instant, he raised his hand.

Cangsheng is anger, grievances are not confident!

He is mad, and the two-style seven killing boxes are integrated, and the whives is gathered in the sky.

A burst of screams, like a million people.

Chiped a thousand miles, the bones are like mountains, blood flow into the river, this is a human purgatory.

His people have a fist, like the violet power of a roar in hell, carrying an informed angry.

This punch, Cang Dragon roaring, hegemony.

Bang Rynard!

The horrible boxing of the martial arts, the remaining waves of the four-way swept the bloody, the smoke, the vastness of the smoke, and the vastness.

This is the two major killes of the boxing, and the villamenting of the derivatization has actually swallowed the horrificency of the mountain river.

"Big March!

Lin Tao looks more than a small pressure, and puts Xuanyang to the extreme, contains Xuanyang Zhenyuan's martial arts.

Every punch will carry a horrible flame will, and each punch is like a volcano in eruption, blinking, and the two have burst of dozens of pairs.

Lin Tao flashed in the eyes, this is the best way to bombing the best, but there is no less cheap.

The burdock is the battle, the more gains, and a part of the murderous killing is flashing from his eyes. The seven killing blood is flashing, and it is a boxing.

Lin Tao's face is slightly changed, and the figure is flashing, and the initiative avoids it.

Boom!

The terrible mammood falls on the ground, and the ancient Lower Dragon Target is bombing, and hard students have been smashed.

When I saw such a scene, I was blown up in my mind in my mind.

This fist is too horrible, and the dragon platform is actually bombed.

"Scary, these two guys have not been too powerful.

"It's just two monsters, I feel that it is not enough to fight.

Many of the millennographers are white, even some of the strong people who are in the world, there is a little fear.

What can be surprised is that Lin Tao, who is in the air, and it is always, but I can't help Lin Yun.

The seven killing fists have been urged to the ultimate Lin Yun, and the superimposed seven times kills mixed with the ancient Canglong's power, the horrible boxing is like a fan, such as the huge waves, the blood is full, the anger of his heart and Kill all venting out.

He is fully present, so that some people are somewhat horrified.

Although Lin Yun is a singer, the group of dragon feasts is the person who he is killed, but maybe his personality is made.

From the head to the tail, I didn't deliberately showing front, and I have not had any provocative people's move.

Therefore, it is better to provoke some kinds of decent, such as Lin Tao, it's really a good bull.

It seems that he Lin Yun does not admit defeat, it is a big rebellion, it seems that he Lin Yun competes for the seedsetting. It is really a joke.

Everyone is fighting, Lin Yun can naturally fight!

"It's endless, big thousand punch, day!

Lin Tao, whoever, has a bit of irritability, just seeing him shining with a metal flame shiny body, suddenly become extremely glad, the real yuan in the body is like thundering.

In the blink of an eye, he expanded a circle of body and became increasing, and the clouds were roaring.

There is a violent and wild breath, and the whole day is inexplicably bleak under this fire, and then the emptying is like a mountain.

The boxing is like a mountain, huge, burning a flame flame.

Bang!

Lin Tao's horrible boxing has not fallen, and the Sifang Lake in the Long Taiwan is tight.

This punch is too terrible.

Under his boxing, it was a very large thrilling dragon platform to look very small and stunned.

Is it necessary to sacrifice all the strength? "Cup of wine is difficult!

A lonely and vicissitudes of life, broke out from Lin Yun, and there was ancient ancient times.

Not a cup of wine, it is an anger, hate, the grievance, the wine in the cup, why drink!

Then let the anger in this heart, anger!

That makes this heart hate, Yan Miao!

Then let the resentment in this heart!

Next moment, this hate, anger and grievances, which are derived into an ancient pride and blood.

Lin Yun smiled and smiled, laughing this Cangsheng ignorant, all are drunk, I wake up, the cup is difficult, not drink.

He five fingers, in the perfusion of many emotions, a punch.

A punch, all kinds of negative emotions make the body to kill again, and then crazy condensed, like the time of purgatory.

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The two boxing hit together, and in an inter., The martyr gathering, the mountain, Yue Yue, who cracked, and the number of fireballs were smashed like a rain.

"Da Qianquan, destroy!"

The kill is not changed by the ruined forest, and then it will come again after day.

In the field, the figure is divided into eight. Every residual shadow is fist, and the boxing of the flames, the cross, the cross is the fire sea, and it is necessary to burn these people to the earth.

Seven killing, who is with me!

Lin Yun laughed, I only thought that I was so dripping, my anger, hate and grievances, hateful, wasting, only bloody pride.

This is the place where he is amazing. If it is ordinary enchanting, it will not have the artistic conception of the punch.

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This pride is a punch, the wave is magnificent, and the waves will spread the entire fire sea.

Then, the roll is reversed, and it is condensed into a flame storm with the Wellness of Canglong.

Hey!

The sudden change, let Lintao have some memenors, and they are flying out by their own boxing, and the mouth is overflowed.

He has changed his face, and people in half air, there is a strong body shape, double boxing, and the -like flame stream is hit by Lin Yun.

It is somewhat terrible to prevent Lin Yun to kill, and have to say calm.

Ten fingers, the sword is spiritual!

Lin Yunzhang sent Zhang Yang, his hands, the pointed light, swordsman, like a dazzling big day.

Both hands playing out, it is like a god bow full moon, and countless sword light is also taken out.

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On the side, there is a lot of light-ray flames, one side is a hundred thousand purple swords, and the two major villages will be filled with the entire dragon platform, and the people who are dense, and the people who are dense. .

The remaining wave is stirring, the vision is thousands, and the four-party watching the battleers are slightly lighter. The look is shocking, and the heart is deeply frightened.

Terrible!

terrible!

The collision of the two masters, is stronger, and since the beginning of the group, there has never been so amazing.

In the eyes of the people in Linyun, it is clear that the eyes are wipe, and it is obviously not able to expect, even if the Jian Linyun can be strong.

Boom!

The world is a big sound of thunder, and the two people are shocked by the three vital shadows, and the lightning is opened.

Rolling the dust, the boundless flame, the purple electricity is dragon, countless roads don't dare to blink, and die is staring on two people.

"Oh, I didn't think it was."

With the show like you, you can force me to soally.

Lin Tao is a little wolf. He has been in a roll of fire, and it is completely hoped to compete for the hope of the seed quota.

His face is gloomy, and the sink is cold: "However, until here, from the moment you have not admitted, I destined your ending, I must have to waste you!"

Fire is lingering, the golden molten in Tao's solidified gold is rerouped, and the filled blood line that is filled in the melt is more strange.

In the blink of an eye, his whole body is like a flowing liquid molten, which is extremely shocking.

Especially those peristalized blood lines seem to be derived into a certain quite ancient spirit, so that Lin Tao's flesh is a short-term and terrible state.

He is like a magic that climbed out in the Taikoo volcano, and the breath is strong to the ground, and everyone can see that he will urge the taboos of Xuanyang.

He wants to suppress Lin Yun!

Lin Yun did not speak, but the war of burning in his eyes showed his determination.

This is retired to the heart of the sword. What is the Nanhua seven-English, to the heart of the sword, one is incadvenquis!