Reaching for the Stars Master

With the clouds as a rape, secretly opened the big array of people who were killed, and many disciples were quietly killed in silence, waiting until the Qing dynasty in the main hall, they all heard the movement, Lushan The disciples have been suffering and hurt.

"It's really a waste. I can't help it." Single Spring Festival is walking inward, while dissatisfaction with the cloud.

"Protecting the law, this old thing is to say that it is the head of the Lushan, or there must be a certain thing, where will it be so easy?"

After the clouds came to Spring and Autumn, I stood together with the wilderness, and she was a single spring and autumn.

"Single Spring and Autumn, you can kill, do you really can't get rid of you!" The Qing Dynasty pointed his eyes and died in single spring and autumn.

"Old things, less waste, let the sky chain, otherwise, I am squatting in your Lushan!" Single Spring and Autumn Breaky were extremely authentic.

"It turns out that you are the idea of ​​the artifact? Singch Spring and Autumn, I advise you to die this heart, I will not let the sky will be changed when I am fighting to the last person." Qing dynasty is very hard! " typical.

"In this case, then you should not blame me!" Single Spring Festival is cold and cold, and then directly toward the Qing dynasty.

The two began to fight.

On the wilderness, there are other seven-killed disciples, and there are other Due to Yun Yin, and the Dianshan Diansi, who rushed in, the two sides fiercely war.

As for the flowers, she is still very self-known, knowing that she staying at the scene is a cumbersome, only hiding, so she secretly ran into a corner, nor.

Even those who have noticed the flowers of the flowers, seeing the flowers, is an unreasonable ordinary person, and no one is at all.

The flowers are so anxious and worried that they act as a third party. They can only look at the Shan Mountain. It is a bit of death, but I can't help.

The strength of the seven kill is so strong. In addition to the long outside of the world, there is no martial art to compete. Although this seven kills are only dispatched a way to protect the law, the seven killing the killing killing is not available at all, but destroying the Lushan, also Not what is too much.

"Adhere to the life, clear and long, must stick to it!" Huantang screamed in his heart, as long as he insisted that he had a white painting, then the Lushan can spend this crisis.

Hey!

Boom!

In the eyes of the flowers of the flowers, the people in the Lushan have been defeated, whether it is clear and long, but it is not expensive.

The flowers are simmering, those who are single spring and autumn, but the face is a very proud smile.

Just when the Lushan was about to defeat, suddenly a voice rang.

"Seven kills people, it is rampant!"

At the same time, a human shadow is like Dapeng Birds usually flying directly from the distance, and the sword is moving, and I will give it a single spring and autumn and the wilderness.

It is exactly the white painting!

Chapter 602 kills your sister!

After the Spring Festival and Autumn and others, the White Painted from the sky, Dama Jin knife fell to the Lushan Temple, can't say, so like a fairy.

"White Painting!"

Spring and autumn saw the white painting, suddenly became the teeth.

These people are annoying, repeatedly bad things, especially this white painting, is simply the death of seven kills, and there are many actions in seven kills being destroyed by the white painting.

Now the White Painting This goods is also a long head, and the days after the seven kill will be more uncomfortable.

"Mo Bing's big brother is really you!"

The flowers stare at the white painting and muttering whispered.

Although she has been eliminated by the white pie, she has eliminated the memory of the ink, but after reading the image of Zhou Qing, it is remembered that ink.

The spells of the White Painted are strong, and they can only remove a memory. It is natural to have no way for the memory of the flowers.

When the flowers of the flowers, I will recognize it at this moment, and this long fairy door in front of you is the original inkbing!

Moreover, when I saw this moment of white painting, the flowers of the flowers were suddenly born with an uncomfortable feeling.

The flowers are still in a hurry to go to the long stay!

However, think about the tragic things that have happened between themselves and the White Painting, and the flowers have begun to hesitate.

"Mo Bing big brother, how do I do it?" Hui Qian is ambiguous.

"White Painting, don't think you can't afford to be on the lake, you are afraid of you, I am afraid of you!"

Single Spring Festival, the anger sounded, interrupted the thoughts of flowers.

I saw that Singching and Autumn roared, rushed to the white painting, and there were other seven-killing disciples in the wilderness. They also rushed to the white painting.

But it is too easy to beat it by the white painting.

Before spending thousands of demon demon, the white painting is the first master in the world. In addition to killing the enemy, no one is a hostile.

Just along with the Donghua, Tan Vatican, no scaling, etc., is also a white pain.

Soon, the seven-killing disciples who came to the white painted were killed, except for a few seven killing disciples such as single spring and autumn, there were no few people left.

"White Painting, Qingshan does not change, green water long flow, today is what I plant, but next time I will definitely let you come back!"

Single Spring Festival is also in the moment. He wanted to leave this sentence, but it was blocked directly by the white painting.

"You can't kill the ring in Lushan, don't you happen?" White is exhausted.

"How to paint white painting, do you still want to drive us?" Single Spring and Autumn were laughed.

With the status of his single spring and autumn in the seven killing, even if it is white, it has to be ignored, and the anger of the holy monarch is not so easy to bear.

"I have said, I have said, if you have a seven kill as a non-pressed, I will not give up!"

The voice of the white painted is cold, and it flooded to the single spring and autumn.

"White Painting!"

At this time, there was a sound of the power of , at the same time, a black dress, a very beautiful person, flew away from the side of the Spring Festival, and woldered with the white pie. Palm.

boom!

Among the dull impact, a powerful energy broke out, the white painting and the beautiful people had their own sons, and they retired one step.

This palm, both parties are actually a state of the enemy.

"Shengjun!"

Single Spring and Autumn and others saw people, they all showed a look of great joy.

"sister!"