Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

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Chapter 950 Thunder

Breaking through the Emperor Wu must be thunderous, and the thunder has not yet appeared. How could she possibly...

Nangongyi looked at the cloud dance and knew that she had absorbed the power of the remnant soul and was not sure what to say.

And he himself has also broken through Wu Zong through those forces, not just him, Shangguan, Meng Bai, Situ, and the night is like this.

The dragon sorrow is the person who absorbs the most in addition to the cloud dance among several people, but it is because of its own evil body.

Did not get a breakthrough, but the strength is far above a few people.

The secluded space, in addition to the **** smell and the cracks that have been filled, has been restored to the beginning.

Because of the entry of the cloud dance, the dragon and the evil spirits guarded her while he was healing. She did not move, and they were as quiet as petrochemicals.

January and a month have passed...

Unconsciously, half a year passed!

After entering the cloud dance, which is almost a fossil, there is finally a little movement, and the dragon and the evil spirits feel it, and they wake up from the guardian.

The dark clouds gradually began to gather above the top of the cloud dance, rolling in, with a loud bang.

It is thunder!

I want to break through the thunder of the Emperor Wu.

But at this time it is under the ground. I don’t know why, the dark clouds are far stronger than ever.

In other words, the thunder of cloud dance is more powerful than other people, she has no place to hide, so under the thunder, I am afraid it is difficult to pass.

"Boom..." A flash of lightning fell and went straight to the cloud dance in the enchantment.

The dragon and the evil spirits quickly stepped back a few steps, and the golden giant thunder slid down and continued to hit the cloud dance in the enchantment.

Under the impact of the giant thunder, the cloud dance seemed to feel pain, and the body slowly distorted.

Looking at the painful and distorted cloud dance, the golden dragonfly of the dragon is more and more sorrowful. Her appearance at this moment is like a child who needs great protection. One person is helpless and one person bears everything.

Want to break through, thunderbolt can not be avoided!

but……

Daddy, the dragon's **** thin lips provoke a very shallow arc, with a sharp phantom, the white figure has appeared in the cloud dance.

"boom!"

Jin Ming continued to thunder and landed on her, and also hit him.

Jin Hao's tenderness covers up deep, small things, you are so far away from the husband, how can you protect you?

A road like a golden blade of thunderbolt flash, each shot down on him is a blood mark, but in the next second, it is strangely healed, then it is split, healed, and repeated.

Looking up and looking at the thunder in the air, the black cloud of black pressure is living in the sky above the clouds, not biased.

The thunder was seemingly more mad because of his arrival. Countless thunders were as dense as the rain. Every face hitting the cloud dance, her face was pale, and now her face is as cold as snow.

"Whether you can understand me, remember, hurt my woman, whether it is a ghost or you, you must pay the price!"

After the speech, a black smog appeared in his palm, and the black smog spread continuously, directly separating the cloud dance from the thunder.

Long Dingxue knows that breaking through the thunderous robbing is a necessary process, so he did not desperately stop the thunderstorm from hitting the cloud dance, but only to reduce the huge impulse of the thunderbolt with his own power.

The dense gold blade is as thin as the front, and the skin of his whole body is cracked once every time passes through the dragon, and the blood continues to flow down the body.

In a short while, his feet have already condensed into a small pool.

The white robe is like a soak in the blood, just like the cloud dance at the moment, you can clearly see that the blood is constantly flowing in his clothes and flowing.

The slender blood of the blood flowing quickly, and soon flowed to the side of the cloud dance, soaked the purple robes of the land, spreading and constantly soaking.

The direction of the spread is where the struggling is struggling.

Outside the thunder, Situ and Shangguan and others looked at the scene, and they all stunned, or said, they were shocked.

What is he doing?

Use your own life to save a little dance?

The scene of blood washing, impacting their sight, in their eyes, the dragon is already a blood man, almost all the blood has flowed out.

The black hair sticks to the back, and the robes are attached to the body. A few meters away, it is all traces of blood flowing.

He is still laughing, watching the clouds dancing, laughing obsessed, laughing tenderness, laughing still evil, but some decadent.

In doing so, he must not die!

However, he seems to take it for granted, as if to declare to everyone: his woman, even if he is in hell, he is accompanied.

Nangongyi saw this scene, and the body trembled a little. There was some kind of bitterness in the eyes under the white veil, but there was some undercurrent that was unclear.

Perhaps, this is the point, he has never been able to match this enchanting man.

Daddy, a smattering of the extraordinary remnants of the plundered to the side of the dragon, the black palms instantly cover the smog of the dragon.

"Dragons slay evil, if you die, it is better not to save now, save the fifth, you have to cry for you, before and after is not enough trouble!"

Shangguan has always been a straightforward person, and loyalty is far more important to him than his life.

"I believe that the little dance can certainly feel it now. What she wants to do most is to lick you a few feet?" Situ Yu also came to the dragon.

"I don't want to make her sad!" The sound of Nangong Yiwenya fell, and the figure had already flashed.

Followed by the night and the white.

One after another, they share the power of the powerful thunder.

Not for anything else, just for their identified partners!

However, after they arrived, the power of the thunderbolt was obviously enhanced, but it was quickly suppressed by the power of several people. The thunder of falling on the cloud dance was not so sharp.

Nangongyi was originally seriously injured, but fortunately, after absorbing the power of those remnants, the strength broke and the internal injuries were calmed down.

However, now they have helped the cloud dance to thunder, and the internal injuries have recurred and are out of control.

But everyone has no intention of stopping.

In the case of being able to keep a trace of disability, they can do everything, and that bit of remnant, just to make the people inside do not suffer.

In this scene, the cloud dance in the thunderstorm is very clear. She is struggling, struggling angrily, but she is still unable to move.

The blood in her body is constantly overflowing. The skin is like a thin piece of paper. It can't block the blood in the body and can't stop the blood from flowing out.

The blood that sheds and the blood of the dragon's evil spirits are one.

She can feel that the blood in the body is accompanying the flow and is changing new blood.