The Anarchic Consort

Helen Weiwei originally thought that Nifeng would hide the mirror in the Chamber, because the most dangerous place is the safest place.

Since it is in the neon, the council is the best location.

But after looking for a lap, Helen Weiwei’s brow wrinkled: “Is it not here?”

If not, where is it?

"It's here." Barry Gad suddenly reached out from behind and took her, smiling with a sinful look: "It's just not on the ground."

Helen Weiwei gave up the place and looked subconsciously under his own feet: "It doesn't look like a dark layer."

"Hell." There is a mockery in the voice of Bai Lijiajue: "There is the entrance to **** from the bottom of the house. The rotten bodhi, put the mirror in hell, just waiting for the Buddha to shine, the method is stupid, but put It’s not so easy to find out in hell."

"Then we go to hell?" Helen Weiwei chuckled, and there was only a unique adjective left in the ear, not a rotten lotus or a rotten bodhi. It seems that he really cares.

The Barry Gregory glanced at her and swung it with one hand and raised her face: "What are you laughing at?"

"No, let's go." Helen Weiwei took the person over, very understanding, this time to go through the hair.

Listening to the meaning of the little king, the current Bailijiajue should be more powerful than when he was the demon king.

The same desire for control is stronger than before.

The way a priest expresses his liking is always different from others.

This is really...

Helen Weiwei had no way to take a man, just to hold it, saving him from thinking about something messy.

"Good." It seems to be very useful for taking the initiative to take his hand. The Baili Jiajue laughed and brightened his teeth: "I haven’t gone to **** for a long time. Compared to the city, the monsters there are bigger. More."

Helen Weiwei: ... What is the mood of this very much looking forward to?

Soon, Helian Weiwei knew what a highness is expecting.

Hell and Helen Vivi imagine not the same.

She thought that it must be the darkness of the bottomless.

Unexpectedly, it is another kind of beauty. The endless desert comes with the darkness, the fog spreads, the pure white cylinder rises up, the solemn elegance and the cold and ridiculous, the sand that flies through the clouds and everything seems to be carrying Sacred mark.

The Baili Jiajue stood there, the long black cloak slid straight into the ground, the screaming squally wind like a dancing leprechaun, rolled over a bustling and desolate, raised his black cloak.

Behind him is the sunset that has fallen.

This moment, as if the world is dyed into the color of blood.

Really true moments!

The quiet temple seems to have a history of thousands of years, towering like a cloud, and prosperous.

Planted in front of the temple is the flames of the other shore, the flames of the sky.

The giant carved stone bar has a similar pattern of fighting and white nets woven by spiders. It spreads to the end of the line of sight until it reaches the front of the iron gate. It is cut off and replaced with two large stone statues. Handsome, like a god.

I don't know if it is an illusion. Helen Weiwei always thinks that the stone statue is similar to a certain temple...

Directly from the Chamber of Deputies, you can really see the mirror.

But to reach the location of the mirror, you must go to the top of the temple.

And this temple is like a gathering place for monsters. Each floor is full of dozens of monsters, a dense layer, all staring at them with **** eyes.

Helen Weiwei studied the eyebrows, they seem to be unable to move, as if they were caught by something, as long as they touch, these monsters will not be shot.

Thinking, she fell on the iron gate of the temple, there is a sign on it, is this?

Suppress them?

The Bailijiajue slowly walked over, the index finger and the **** were together, and a dozen hits.

Squeaky -

Huang Fu is hanging.

The huge iron gate is like an induction. It opens its corner under the **** twilight. Countless black crows take off from the temple. A cluster of black feathers falls, and the monsters are boiling!

boom!

A silhouette of the volley fell, and the white robes were blocked in front of Helen Weiwei. He had seen more than a hundred years, and the beard was white and long, but his temperament could not be ignored, especially When he landed, the three inches of the sole did not enter the marble countertop. It seemed as simple as penetrating a group of cotton. It can be seen that the old man is not good.

"Who should be so bold and dare to come to hell, it turned out to be a millennium demon." The old man smiled and looked at the Bailijiajue very carelessly, so that he did not look at the other side completely: "This seat Advise you to go back, as a person of heaven, this seat does not want to kill, and this pair of hands does not want to touch the devil's dirty blood."

Heaven?

Helianweiwei brows a finger, so the old man standing in front of them is a god?

Looking at the **** of hell?

No wonder so many monsters will surrender to him behind him...

"Whose blood will flow out is not necessarily." Bai Lijiajue laughed and brought out an unprecedented magic: "Unlike you, this temple likes to blaspheme."

Just as he spoke, the black robes flew up and propped up the deep and transparent enchantment behind the water.

The magical tumbling in the air is like a sea of ​​water, and the vastness cannot be detected.

The old man sneered aloud: "It’s really toasting, not eating and drinking, all the monsters are listening, this demon is for you, whatever you eat!"

The voice of the old man just fell, and the monsters hovering around were coming up!

The claws and claws are full of demon, and each one is in danger of a big mouth.

The sly rushed toward the Bailijiajue!

One layer after another, almost engulf him.

"Not self-reliant." The old man has seen a lot of fierce evil spirits, and then powerful monsters, but also can not meet the many bites of monsters here.

You must know that these monsters are stained with the scent of him.

Tearing a demon, it’s not a problem!

However, when the old man is proud to leave.

The monsters who flew past were actually bounced back!

A loud noise!

Every monster is lying on the ground, his claws licking his chest, it is like suffering a great pain, curling up the whole body!

The old man blinked and looked over behind him. The demon that he thought would be torn apart was still standing still in the same place!

Not to mention that it is a bit broken, even his robes have no traces of wrinkles, except that the blood that is covered indicates that he has just finished his hand, and the rest, there is no change.

The Baili Jiajue even took the waist of Helen Weiwei. Under his feet was a big flower of the enchanting flower, as if it was a miracle to hell, rendering a way...