Song and Yuan Dynasties are still hesitant, but isn’t it white to see this? He was overjoyed to catch up with him.
Li Jue-shui butterfly orchid’s figure at first met and fled in two different directions. Song Yuan-yi made a decision when he glanced at it, and he didn’t hesitate. When his figure turned, he locked Li Jue’s speed, and then the distance between them was shortened.
There are still seven feet away, and the Song and Yuan Dynasties have made great efforts from afar, and the real interest is like the superposition of raging waves and crashing pressure.
Before Li Jue was crushed, he was a little breathless. When he looked back hastily, he caught a glimpse of the place where the real interest frenzy passed, and all the trees were destroyed and swept by the front. It was even more sinister in the vegetation and ashes frenzy
Swearing in my heart, Li Jue still didn’t dare to turn his back to meet the blow. His body hung around and made a turn, and when the frenzy came, he went backwards to meet the past.
Li Jue’s face was hurt by the strong wind, and his injury was prone to recurrence when he was shocked by the strong wind.
But after all, the movement was made, and the deep and remote fire rose and contracted at one time, effectively pushing the howling demon in the wind. In a series of fine primordial collisions, his figure was obliquely inserted into the side forest.
Song Yuan-yi’s ability to control the true interest is still commendable. Although Li Xun unexpectedly wiped the frontal shock wave, it still did not exceed his strain range.
At the moment of his heavy drinking, the transformation of qi and blood seemed to surge forward, and the waves seemed to hit a huge reef group, suddenly rolled over and rolled over without a trace of stagnation, and then went straight forward again.
This series of transformations is like flowing water, even if Li Xun is in the mood to face this hand, he should praise it.
However, like Song and Yuan Dynasties’ pure control, it is graceful to plan by yourself.
He shrank into the earth before the howling wind swept in.
"Tudun?"
Looking at more than ten giant trees, they were turned to dust by demon ghost Yuan Li, but Song Yuan Yi was not proud. His eyes were cold and his body suddenly moved forward, and he chased them with the locked qi machine.
In the sky, the muffled thunder bursts into the Yuan Dynasty, and it is just in the ascendant. Compared with this chase in the jungle, the momentum is far more tense and exciting.
"You can’t run away from ghosts!"
Song Yuan-yi remained calm. He tried his best to disturb his opponent’s mind while tracking.
A hundred ghosts suspect that he is a cunning opponent, but now that he is injured, his mood must be in a relatively disordered state. If he can be more afraid or impetuous, he will save himself a lot of energy.
One person, one day, one person crossed more than ten miles of jungle in a blink of an eye.
It seems that in line with their rhythm, the high school gas explosion is getting denser and denser, and the continuous waves are deafening, and the jungle is also rustling.
Song and Yuan Dynasties saw clearly that the Taoist priest was seriously injured after all, and violent action has become a very heavy burden.
After running for ten miles, he took a breath in Song and Yuan Dynasties, seized this good opportunity, and growled like an eagle, swept a heavy palm and patted the ground.
Then the body bounced and fell, and the dynamic instantaneous was repeated for seven times.
The demon ghost force penetrated the soil and instantly destroyed all the vitality of Fiona Fang dozens of feet.
Under such pressure, the ghost finally couldn’t hide from the screaming and ejected to death, forcing the fierce to meet the death.
Song Yuan’s eyes looked hideous, "Go to hell!"
The sky thundered and the thunder exploded, shaking the ground like a ghost, and the courage to flee to the side disappeared.
It was Qi Qi who pulled Song Yuan’s momentum to soar, and the seven ghosts took pictures of the sea and broke the mighty power, and all the ghosts cried and howled, and the palm of their hand was partially printed.
A muffled sound of "poof" in Song and Yuan Dynasties was a strange sound of ghosts turning to dust, but the sudden penetration of cold after a moment destroyed all nerve connections in his brain.
At the same time, a virtual palm print on his chest patted him on the chest, and the raging yin fire instantly moved and changed, tearing his protector and burning his insides into coke.
There will be one less person in this disaster!
"Waste is waste!"
Shuidielan smiled and landed a branch that came out from nowhere. It was she who seemed to return to the illusion to confuse Song and Yuan Dynasties, and then finally struck a fatal blow.
Li Jue gave a salute with his fist. "Thank you for helping Narcissus!"
In this statement, Li Xun is sincere. He is impressed by the magic of the magical butterfly in front of him, but when the aura is cast, it is impossible to prevent it from changing at will.
Song and Yuan Dynasties were excellent, but Shuidielan changed the direction of his career according to the situation, which led to his death.
He breathed a sigh of relief and added, "Although he is just a loser in the eyes of the fairy, I am afraid that if we have one or two more losers like this, we will be in a bad situation. Does the fairy have any countermeasures?"
"Like this time, Qi Xin will work together!"
Li Xun laughed quickly. "Yes, yes!"
Having said that, two people’s eyes flashing is still not a half-letter cold mans.
At this moment, a wave of gas explosion that is far more violent than the previous one erupts like a volcano, and instantly spans several miles from the two sides.
The atmospheric fluctuation is as violent as a tsunami, and the trees have grown for thousands of years. They were uprooted and torn to pieces in the turbulent flow.
At that time, Li Xun was inadvertently swept into a rolling gourd, and the butterfly orchid was slightly turned over and jumped at the moment when many trees collapsed, but landing was also a stumble.
Such a mess gesture enters each other’s eyes and both sides have a wry smile.
Li Xun looked puzzled. "What’s wrong with them? It’s not time to fight for life and death!"
While Shuidielan showed her rich experience, she understated the tunnel: "If you blame a brother-in-law, it is difficult for Yuan to refine it into a ghost. If you blame Yuan, you will find Yuan’s revenge, and Yuan’s face will still look like this …"
"Oh, I understand!"
Li Xun looked up again and again to see the fight between China and Belgium.
At this time, he remembered his own analysis a few days ago and then lifted up his eyes to see the situation in the field. He couldn’t help but feel proud of the situation in the field. He analyzed the difference as if it were indeed as expected, and it was difficult for Yuan to gradually fall into the wind and respond passively.
Shortly after the fight, Yuan Nan’s face was red and blue, blue and white, and I don’t know how many colors have changed.
However, if you think that it is because he is angry from embarrassment and despises his heart, it will be really dangerous. Li Xun knows that this is a way for him to change a variety of qi and practice, hoping that it will be strange and changeable to affect the feeling of blame, and then he will make a comeback in one fell swoop.
Li Xun asked himself that if he neglected to repair the gap, except the method and tactic, the two puppets could also do the same relatively with the method and tactic of "The Record of the Ghost".
However, will Yuan Nan be given this opportunity if he learns from experience? Li Xun is skeptical about this.
At this time, Yuan Nan has gradually pulled the blame distance by various means.
It’s true that although you can’t be a little frustrated every few miles, it’s just that the real interest can be transformed into harmony, and no matter how secretive Yuan is, he can force Yuan to face it head-on
Two people soon and hard to touch two yuan, pale face became a piece of red blood.
Look at me again. My face is flat, my eyes are flat, but my eyes are sharp. I am dressed in a gray shirt and robe as if I can breathe by myself. It rises and shrinks and changes with the flow of real interest. Obviously, there is room for manoeuvre.
Li Jue narrowed his eyes, although the blame was not directed at him, but he was upright and upright. For a practitioner of evil deeds, it was almost equal to the sinister glare of the sun in the dog days, which made people more impetuous and even affected their recovery from injury. I really don’t know how Yuan Nan survived.
Just thinking about Yuan Nan, his mouth screamed, his red face turned white, and abnormal green light flashed across his eyes.
The whistling sound is condensed but not scattered, as it is in essence, and it is opposite to the awe-inspiring righteousness in the atmosphere.