World of Cultivation

The power of the rain avant-garde shocked everyone.

The chariot that flies in the green is like a wild monster, overlooking all beings. The public will arch the arch, the magic soldiers stand, the silence of silence, the invisible pressure is like the top of the lead cloud, which makes people breathless.

Zuo Mo’s eyes are as sharp as a sword, and he is not afraid.

"Put the dragon claws for me to drive, and die!"

The faint and majestic voice came from the chariot, and the sound seemed to have a different kind of magic, which could go straight into the heart.

"No one is dead!"

The rain was avant-garde and it was deafening, and everyone’s brain seemed to have been knocked a bit, and it was awkward. At the same time, the moment of killing the moment is like a collapsed mountain torrent, suddenly bursting out, sweeping the audience!

This is Zhu Ke, such a master, but also can not help but change his face, Ming Hui and other people's face is even more pale.

Zuo Mo’s eyes are like a torch, and his look is indifferent. It’s like a slap in the face, and he’s not heard at all.

Silence, the audience once again restored the silence of death.

The eyes of the people turned involuntarily, and many people even showed the gloating effect. The anti-dragon claw is the demon soldier, the ultimate magic soldier in the hearts of all the devils. Zuo Mo got the reverse dragon claw, I do not know how many people are red.

Nowadays, the army is in a state of pressure, and the rain is handsome. No one believes that laughing Mogo can afford even a trace of wind and waves.

"Is it?" Zuo Mo seems to be talking to himself, but not a big voice, but it is far and near.

When these two words came out, others were a glimpse. Then many people showed an incredible color on their faces. Could it be that Momo actually wanted to resist?

Revolt? Rain handsome kiss, laugh Momo even dare to resist?

Does this guy want to live?

Even the rain edgy, many people were stunned by the two words that Zuo Mo spit out, but soon, their faces could not help but show the color of anger.

Great courage!

Even Yu Shuai dare to disobey!

Yu Shuai didn't open his mouth, but he couldn't help but squat, and one person said coldly: "How? Leave you a small life, it is the rain handsome love is eager! Devotion to the dragon claws, loyal to the rain handsome. You and other small people, You are worthy of the gods of the dragon claws!"

Shu Long and others suddenly floated a layer of anger.

Zuo Mo was indifferent, his mouth curled slightly, like a sneer smile, but his mouth was cold and spit out two words: "Looking for death!"

Everyone is shocked!

Laughing Mogo is not out of heart? He dared to insult the rain handsome to find death!

Xia Princess's flower is eclipsed, she lightly covers the lips, and her eyes are deeply worried.

Almost at the same time, a ghost in the eyes flashed a purple mans, her right hand in the air to the demon to explore.

Hey!

The crisp fractures are clearly clear in a dead silence.

The demon who just spoke, the eyeballs suddenly bulged, and the neck showed a strange angle. He didn't have time to make a scream, and the whole person fell from the air like a sandbag.

hiss!

The sound of cold air is ringing. Everyone was full of horror and looked at the ghosts around Zuo Mo. This seemingly ugly woman has been following Momo, but rarely sees her shot. The only shot was to block Lin Qian’s sword with Zeng Shier.

However, this hand is even more powerful than blocking Lin Qian’s sword.

Didn't she do her best last time?

Zhu Ke and others looked uncertain, and their hearts were in utter disappointment.

But what is even more difficult for everyone to understand is that laughing Mogo actually faces Yu Shuai, and there seems to be no fear. I even took the initiative to call the rain handsome. Is there anything behind this guy?

The idea passed away in the hearts of everyone, but everyone shook their heads secretly, and nothing later was useless.

Rain Shuai pro- 10,000 rain avant-garde, unless another handsome leader also led the guards.

The companion's death immediately made the rain avant-garde suddenly furious, even if it was a calm person, it could not be calm at this time.

Suddenly a big-faced man with a beard was detained and bowed to the chariot. He said: "Lord! These arrogant villains are willing to play!"

The other person is at the same time, high drink: "His is willing to play!"

Several others went out to fight.

Zuo Mo’s arrogance, and the ghost’s shot, completely angered the rain avant-garde who was above the top in the weekdays.

"If there is a skill, Zhang mad is nothing." Yu Shuai's faint voice came out of the chariot: "I am afraid, I have no ability. For mediocrity, this seat can have no patience. Since you are fighting, let's go." If you lose, you will be ordered by him."

When the language comes out, the public will face each other. They are not motivated by the indignation, but they are not sure. The ghosts are different and unpredictable. They are quite jealous in their hearts.

But if it is really defeated, and it will work under the laugh of Mogol, then the result will be serious. And they heard that the heart of the master loves again, only to the end, laughing Mogo is still under the master.

They know the owner's hobbies, always love, and love the young talents. If this laughs Mogo has some real skills, a little collision, the master may not be in the heart.

If you really go to the other side, it is more uncomfortable than killing them.

Their eyes involuntarily asked for help from a big man next to the chariot.

Dahan's body is long and strong, and his face is short-haired, and there is no outstanding place, but his eyes are quiet and his temperament is condensed. In the eyes of the people asking for help, he smiled helplessly, and then turned to the chariot, Christine said: "On the Lord, the view of the laughter Mog means, there is a bit of itching in the next, please ask the Lord to subordinate Play."

"Oh, Mr. Tong is very interesting, interesting and interesting." The laughter came from the chariot. Yu Shuai relied heavily on the boy, and smiled: "The seat will be waiting."

"Thank you on the Lord." Mr. Tong looked at the chariot slightly.

He turned and noticed the joy of the faces of the generals, and shook his head helplessly. He was very popular among the generals, and everyone refused to ask for help. However, when people turned to laugh at Mogo, especially the reverse dragon claws on their backs, the eyes suddenly flashed a blaze.

He lifted his right leg and took a step forward. Under the eyes of the public, his figure disappeared out of thin air, as if he had entered the void.

Brush, in midair, he took out from the void.

This is a light span, and the air will sound a cold air.

When the master takes a shot, he knows if there is any.

Mr. Tong’s seemingly simple step, the audience did not notice a wave of fluctuations. And there is no shortage of masters such as konjac, but no one has seen this step.

However, Zhu Kechang Yuan Yu and others have changed their face slightly. Only those masters who have come into contact with the "world" can feel vaguely. This step of Mr. Tong has a great connection with [Boundary].

Zuo Mo’s pupil shrinks.

He did not understand the mystery of this step.

However, in the face of the other party's eyes full of challenges, Zuo Mo is not afraid.

These days of fighting made his nerves tense, and the eyes of both hopes continually tormented him these days. He felt like a steel rope that was pressed more and more thin and could break at any time. He silently planned everything and suffered these inhuman pressures.

He is silent, his heart is exhausted, and he is struggling to support him.

But finally came over. In fact, from the beginning of the battle with Alum, his mind calmed down and he entered another state.

The tests of these days are like a piece of grindstone, constantly grinding him, but this time, it is not his magic body, but his heart, his heart!

Unconsciously, his heart has become more powerful and tougher!

There is no distraction, no doubts, no embarrassment, even if he faces an opponent he can't see, his heart is not a trace.

The three thousand troubles of the left hand were tight, and he wanted to go out. However, his figure was like a phantom, and he appeared in the air.

Had a child!

The left is a bit amazed, and the war of the past has seemed very strong.

Two people in the air confront each other.

Mr. Tong’s step is chic and elegant, but the figure of Zeng’s child is full of demon charm. Two very different styles are equally dangerous.

Mr. Tong smiled and said: "The girl is a good man, but in the bottom she wants to laugh at Momo. I wonder if the girl can do it easily?"

Although he is polite, the meaning in the words is clear: you are not my own.

Once upon a time, the princess was standing, and the long red dress was like a rose in the air. However, her appearance is exquisite and charming, her eyes are blurred, and her temperament is like a smoke. Indulge and solitude, two very different temperament entangled together to form an unreal beauty.

Like an obsidian-like scorpion, she was light and unpredictable. She lightly opened her lips and her voice was like a smoke: "This can be done by you."

After all, she gently turned her wrists, long sleeves, like water ripples.

Mr. Tong’s face was stunned with a dignified color, and his right hand was raised. Without a little bit of fire and fire, he took a shot to Zeng Pity!

Both of them are slow and not murderous, just like dancing.

However, the sky between the two people was suddenly distorted, and then, as the waves of water rippled, the roads spread silently.

Once pity, his eyes are even more blurred. Under the bright red dress, the skin of the creamy skin, the white magic lines, like stone flowers, spread quietly. She is as soft as a bone, like a snake, dancing slowly in a strange rhythm.

Mr. Tong’s face was not a little relaxed. His hair was upright and his body was full of enthusiasm. The right palm was like a heavy object. His right palm edge disappeared at a very slow speed. It seems that his palm is gradually falling into a void.

Just like the sky that ripples like water, it seems to be boiling and the fluctuations are more intense.

A bubble of different sizes emerges from the void.

In the twinkling of an eye, there are large and small bubbles in the air between the two. These bubbles are as big as a fist, and small, but as small as a needle tip. When they pop out, they float quietly.

They are like the most common bubbles, reflecting the brilliance of the world in the sun.