Looking at it, it was thousands of years ago, when the troubled times robbed, it was also quite famous. The butcher knife was raised and was seriously injured by the evil shock wave. He claimed that Ze alien would wake up and leave without hesitation.
The figure of the Tibetan mirror man who is really hidden in the golden robe also fades with the emptiness …
Blood-red butcher knife knife light casting sword city draws a method to erase blood stains, which is shocking. In the eyes of Jiang Manlou and others, Luo Changfeng chased away with a murder knife toward the two alien strong men who fled.
Stay outside the city, the ten comrades have a strange face.
On March 3, three people wondered, "Where did he come from?"
Jiang Manlou seems to think "Colosseum?"
Mo Xiangqi asked, "How can he play in the arena?"
Put away the sword from the fall. "Maybe he has always been there."
Jiang Manlou coughed several times and complained, "We won’t show up until we are all ice sculptures. This little boy will steal the limelight more and more since he was sitting in the snow and silver city!" Don’t worry about us freezing to death here … "
Li Luo glanced at Jiang Manlou. "Is that how you treat brotherly robes?"
Jiang Manlou rejected, "What else can we do?"
Together, these two people are over 100 years old and still can’t change their bickering habits.
But bickering to bickering, seeing Luo Changfeng chasing two strong aliens, Jiang Manlou and others are still somewhat worried.
After all, one of them is a Tibetan mirror man who has been in the top ten days
……
Luo Changfeng’s sword fell into the sea.
With the depth of the sea, the waves will gradually splash, and finally the soles and skirts will be soaked.
He looked around as if he could see the end of the magnificent sea, but even if he looked through the sea, he could find traces of the breath of two foreign strong people
He couldn’t help frowning
If you talk about this hidden trace in ten days, you can’t compare with the person who didn’t get the Tibetan mirror.
Luo Changfeng in the rough sea pondered for a moment, and the crimson in his eyes gradually receded and was replaced by a softness.
He remembered knowing.
So put away the butcher’s knife and tap the sea to fly in the direction of Guigulin …
At this moment, the mountain in the casting sword city is retreating, and the demon tide is no longer as orderly as before.
They encountered material that was not intercepted.
Those people seem to be drifting across the clouds and then scattered around the demon tide.
They are armed with all-in-one swords and all-in-one swords. At first glance, there are more than 100 people!
That’s from the seventy-two peaks of Kunlun Mountain, led by a hundred royal sword brothers. Naturally, it’s a double-talented man, the head of the furious sword pavilion, grazing Yun Jian City.
Chapter ninety-one You heard the cicada call
The sun doesn’t shine into the gloomy ghost valley forest all the year round. Luo Changfeng walked out of Xiaoyao Villa and raised smoke behind him.
The wind blows the door of the villa and slowly closes it, leaving Luo Changfeng’s back behind the door. The blazing fire quickly climbs the wall building and stirs the fire like he waves goodbye.
It was Luo Changfeng who never looked back at the fire in Xiaoyao Villa.
