Chapter 1087: All injured

But it’s too late, everyone’s spiritual power has already been issued, and the blue screams and the more they don’t yell at them, the speed is so fast that it’s too late to close.
I saw that the silver-white barrier of the repairing body slowly spread out, like a light ball, getting bigger and bigger, and finally quickly blooming.
"Oh..." All of them were injured and vomiting blood.
All the people and the beasts were all shaken out at this moment. Only the cold ink Xuan and Xiao Bingbing were still on the back of Suzaku, but they were not much better.
"Ok!"
Cold ink Xuan licked his chest, dull and sullen, and the domineering and delicate eyebrows picked up slightly. His cultivation has reached the middle of the gods, and he actually did not have a trick under the repair.
The little fox and the little phoenix were all shaken, and they fell heavily on the ground. For a time, the whole mountain was dusty.
"Cough! Cough! Cough!"
At this time, everyone also restored the shape of the person, lying on the ground and coughing with a chest, the corners of the mouth are still pouring blood, there seems to be a fire burning in the chest, the pain wants to faint, the bones of the body It also seems to have been injured by the spiritual power of the sudden rebound of the repairs, as if all were broken.
After repairing and seeing everyone like this, Junyi’s extraordinary sword eyebrows stunned slightly, and finally said coldly:
It’s too weak, really boring.

Everyone: "..." I know you are strong, but I didn't expect you to be so perverted.
Leng Moxuan glanced at the repairs indifferently, raising his hand and gently licking the blood flowing out of his mouth: "You want to kill us, but you still have mercy, what is your intention?" Leng Moxuan clearly felt the repair The mercy of the people, if he really shot, it is estimated that all the spirits that have been rebounded by him have all died.
"boring, just want to play." Repairing a lazy, throwing such a sentence, this is a cold voice, it is hard to find a lazy look in him.
Everyone: "..." depends on, play, do you have people like this?
"So... you didn't even think about killing us at all?" Leng Moxuan continued to ask, but his heart was thinking about his problems.
I repaired the silvery beauty of the Milky Way, turned it coldly, and swept over the people lying on the ground: "It’s as simple as killing an ant, but it’s just boring recently, I want to take people out and practice. Practice your hands and you are so vulnerable."
Leng Moxuan dares to guarantee that this is the first time in a million years, the first time I heard the repairs and said a word in a few words.
Repairing this person is getting colder and colder to understand, and repairing is colder than him. He is more embarrassed than him. He is colder than him. If he was 100,000 years ago, he would not feel this way, because at that time. The repairs are still disguised, and since he knew the disguise of repairs, his understanding of repairs has changed a lot.
When everyone heard the scornful words again, all of them had the urge to get up and beat him up, but what is the use of climbing up? I can't beat people at all, and a small finger can kill myself, not to mention being injured.
"Tomorrow, this seat will change places to fight with you, and raise the wounds, continue to be the playthings of this seat." After the repair, I don't look at everyone's surprised expression, and finally disappeared here, but, He still did not forget to send them to the cold and the little foxes.
When everyone reflected it, they were all in the hall of Leng’s.