Chapter 501: Orchid

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The supreme recovery of the human world, dark clouds rolling, thunder and lightning flashing across, illuminating the faces of everyone present. .
The shadow of the sky standing in the void, the dancing of the blue silk, the terrifying breath of a person, far more than the original Qingbai Zun, the sky is coming, the thunder descends one after another, the ultimate oppression, the world and the compassion.
"boom"
Above the nine days, a thick and thin thunderlight came down from the sky, and the heavenly path felt, lowering the pure world thunder, in order to destroy this artificially created taboo.
The incandescent thunder, dazzling and abnormal, fell with the power of destruction. Under the thunder, the woman did not move like a mountain. A slender hand lifted up, blocking the Jingshi Tianlei.
The taboo is hard to get rid of, Thundercloud rolls over again, Thousands of Thunders fall at the same time, and the power becomes more terrifying.
"roll"
The woman's eyes looked at the sky, screamed, and went out with the law. In an instant, the thunder stagnation, the dark clouds quickly dispersed, and the thunder collapsed.
The supremely powerful human supremacy, the sky can not be closed, the wailing trembling.
"Hurry up"
Seeing the Supreme World, the situation is irreversible, Zhao Youlan endured a heavy blow and shouted.
Ning Chen recovered and took Youlan, who was seriously injured, and retreated quickly.
"I said, you will all die"
In the void, the woman stepped out, and the distance between her feet was distorted. After a short while, she appeared in front of the two of them. The palm pressed, and the void of the sky collapsed.
Extreme terror exists, it is difficult to contend. In Ning Chen's left hand, the king reappears, the two swords condensed to the double tactics of the sun, and the Shenyang appeared in the world, blocking the power of the Supreme.
Zhao Liusu also condensed the few remaining real elements, and the moon was full of bows, the moonlight was full, and the sky broke out.
The sun and the moon run side by side, converging the tricks of meeting the and killing the god, and encountering the Buddha and chanting the Buddha.
Suddenly shocked, the supreme palm fell, the sun and moon shattered instantaneously, the two flew out, blood spilled into the sky.
Zhongzhou and Dongyu stood at the pinnacle of Tianjiao, and they could not stop the move. The existence of terror is terrifying.
"Nine Yang, Broken Air"
Seeing that Youlan had been hitting hardships by the side, Ning Chen endured the injury, and the two swords were divided into sword-style and astronomical tricks. Nine Yang circled and crossed the void.
However, when the joint moves were made, the woman raised her hand, the void reversed, and immediately swallowed the concurrent move.
At the next moment, the supreme power of the human world reappeared, and the terrible power was like the falling of nine days, which was terrifying.
Ning Chen stepped forward, the king of the king condensed Fengyuan again, the fierce aura in Chi Lianjian rolled out violently, and the double-sword power blocked the sky.
With a loud bang, blood splashed wild sand, Ning Chen flew out, and the Orchid behind him was also shocked ten feet away, staggering and vomiting red.
"go"
Ning Chen stepped into the sky, took advantage of the situation and retreated, led by the blue orchid around him, and hurried away.
"Come on, take me, no one can go, I have no doctor, there is no difference between walking and not walking."
In a few words, Zhao Youlan turned his palm and shook the former, immediately followed the trend and sent him out of the battle.
The last thing was done, Youlan turned around, Yin and Yang opened to the limit, but I saw that in the blood mist of the sky, the sky bow reflected the moon, and a red arrow was slowly condensed, condensing the moon and Yin qi Endless rise.
Looking back on his lifelong dedication, Zhao Jiayoulan no longer regrets. The last arrow, beyond his own limits, climbed sharply, reaching the supreme perfection.
"tell me your name"
In the blood mist, the orchid blooms, and a beautiful voice comes out.
"Ningchen"
Outside the battle, Ning Chen couldn't bear to look too far and preached.
"Oh, it turns out to be you, I remember, goodbye, Daxia Zhiminghou"
With a single arrow, the Orchid flower is quietly withering after the full bloom of the orchid. On the sky, a brilliance pierced the void and reached the world before him.
The Supreme raised his hand to block the arrow, and the endless arrows sharply and sharply rotated sharply, breaking through the Supreme True Element and penetrating into his body.
"Snapped"
A drop of blood slipped from the corner of the woman's mouth and dropped on the ground beneath her. For the first time since the war, she saw red.
On the earth, the fading orchid flower has reached the end of the lamp when the lamp is dry, and a pair of beautiful eyes looks at the distance with exhaustion. This life is worth it.
"Take her back to the prisoner of ghosts, the others continue to chase" the woman said with a cold voice.
"Yes"
Outside the battle, a Zhao Jiaqiang suppressed his heart and shocked him, respectfully leading his life.
Under the night sky, stream after stream passed by, rushing towards the southwest.
In Beiyu City, a secluded mansion, Bai Yunlian stood still, looking at the sky that was getting brighter in the east, frowning.
Haven't come back yet, did something really happen?
After waiting for half an hour, the sky was already bright, and the person who should come back did not return. Bai Yunlian did not wait any longer and turned to walk into the room.
He did not return, and according to the promise, she should also send Linger back.
Half a day later, Casting Sword Villa, scrolling in the void, Qian Ying, a blue and white dress walked out, no longer concealing the breath, a powerful coercion descended from the sky, so that all the chests in the villa were dull.
"Supreme World"
In a study room filled with ancient books, the sword-caster looked surprised, the wheelchair turned, and quickly swept out.
Within the villa, everyone was on alert. In front of it, a beautiful and unusual woman stood still. Next to him, a well-behaved little girl stood there happily, so that everyone who saw him was surprised.
"Linger"
A beautiful woman ran forward excitedly, hugged the little girl tightly, and wept bitterly.
Tears also shed on Linger's small face and choked up.
After all, it's just a seven or eight-year-old girl. How can she stay calm after experiencing this parting of life and death
"Thank you Venerable for saving Ling'er back." The sword-caster stepped forward and said in earnest.
"It's not the one I saved. You don't have to thank me. In addition, the foundation of Ling'er has been rewashed by Phoenix Blood, and that sword of the day was paid off."
After that, Bai Yunlian turned and left. After a while, he disappeared.
The sword-caster looked startled, and his old eyes looked at the little girl in the woman's arms. At this moment, the look was complicated and unusual.
In one day, the state of Zhongzhou changed rapidly, and the Zhao family once again ruled the world, and the most terrifying horror supreme in Ling Li was born, sweeping all the forces of resistance, and powerfully uniting all the forces of the Zhao family.
Another day later, Zhao ’s demon gave orders, and the world would not dare to obey. Almost all the great churches sent out powerful men from above to discuss the devil.
Uncharacteristically, Zhu Jian Shan Zhuang, who has always been active in the devil's case, chose silence this time and did not respond.
However, even in this way, the general trend of the world ’s demons has been irreversible. In the city of heaven machine, a disciple of a heavenly machine worked together to lock the traces of the demon by performing the magic of the sky, and passed it to the religions with the secret method to help the world ’s great teachers share the evil .
The endless wilderness, the red clothes stained with blood, the sword opened the way, and the endless waves of chasing soldiers, as if they could always know their traces and could not avoid them, even changing their appearances was no use.
Pushing to the dead end, unbearable, in the hands of the destiny, the king opened the Huangquan Road again, and in half a day, killed the chasing soldiers of the three thousand religions.
One stone stirred up thousands of waves, and the extremely angry churches finally broke out the strongest anger. Together they sent thousands of innates, and nine and a half statues walked out together, killing the demon.
As the sun went down, the wilderness was stained with red, and Chi Lianjian had no idea how many people were stained with blood. The tyrannical killing ran straight into the sky for nine days, thousands of miles apart.
There was already a wounded fatalist, and then again and again besieged, the body was gradually consumed.
Jade Bird asked, the anxious butterfly kept asking about its whereabouts, however, no one responded.
The world's religions, only the academy did not get the guidance of Tianji City. This is the Supreme Family of the Zhao family personally confessed, Tianji City dare not follow.
Under the cold moon, he passed the fatal killer after another, and closed his eyes and sat on the dead wood, listening to the sound of the blue bird on his shoulder. From beginning to end, he didn't answer half a sentence.
If she is well, it is enough.
"Don't you run away?"
Void stirred, one figure after another appeared, four and a half statues chased again, behind them, one by one congenitally looted, five robbery, three disasters, countless, soldiers like the surge of the sky, endless breath Be together, gather the power of the world, and no longer give the devil any chance to get out.
On the dead wood, a brief interest rate adjustment pressed down on the injured fatter, and his eyes calmly looked at the chased coalition forces with black hair.
The terrible killing industry is turbulent and turbulent. With the blood under the sword, it is no longer possible to suppress it. It has a hundred years of life and a magic body for thousands of years. With the continuously powerful demon killing, there is a tendency to suppress the body of the phoenix again.
There is nowhere to go, once stepped in, it will be difficult to look back.
The Zhao family, the ghost prisoner, and in the prison, a sorrowful shadow was tied to the wall, and the Zhaojia Youlan, which had already run out of lights, could not withstand the erosion of the cold air in the shadow prisoner in the past days, and finally reached the end of life.
"Cough"
In the prison of Sen Ji, coughing sounded again and again, and drops of blood spilled from the corner of Youlan's mouth and landed on the ground that had been dyed brown by blood.
The once beautiful eyes are now gradually lacking the glory of the past, however, there is a trace of peace that was not there before.
At this moment, the door of the cell opened and a girl in purple came in. The familiar face was completely different and cold.
Youlan raised her head and looked at the girl in front of her. She smiled exhaustedly and couldn't help it. "Tassel, are you here to send me the last ride?"
"I'm here to see your final ending, how desolate," the girl said indifferently.
"Is it important?"
Youlan coughed up a bite of blood again ~ EbookFREE.me ~ A drop fell on the ground in front of her, softly.
"Importantly, in addition, you don't have to go too fast on Huangquan Road. The man should be with you soon," Zhao Liusu said coldly.
"Tassel, you can't kill him"
When the time limit was up, Youlan's consciousness was in a trance, and he returned weakly, and immediately coughed again.
Outside the prisoner of the soul, the morning sun gradually rose, and Chen Xi shone through the gap in the prison window. At this moment, it was so warm.
"Its daybreak"
Youlan raised her head and smiled tiredly. After waiting so long, she finally waited.
"May you be happy in the future"
Among the prisoners of ghosts, the quiet orchid fell, and at last glance, looked at the girl in front, without hatred or complaint.
At first glance, he looked at the red dust, but he was a pitiful player. (Daxia Prince: 5151862)-(Daxia Prince)