Vol 2 Chapter 809: Never give up (2)

Inevitably, after not knowing how long it has passed. ═┝.
The peerless gods can't support it.
In the eyes of Sun Hao, the flash of light flashed, and the body flashed a trace of golden light.
After the gods, Sun Hao has the last resort.
Just as Sun Hao was running a golden battle, the space in front of Sun Hao was suddenly empty.
Sun Hao took a brief sigh, and then could not help but say, took a chapter of the dead wood Shen Yu, shot on the small fire.
Sun Hao’s peerless gods resisted for a while, and the small fire had recovered a little, but at this time they swallowed again.
However, the ghosts in the burial sky market have become more powerful than the imagination of Sun Hao and Xiao Huo. The space stomach of the small fire is inevitably frozen and poisoned.
After forcibly swallowing it again, the small fire has been stiff in the corner behind Sun Hao, but in a pair of small eyes, it is full of unrepentant and unrepentant eyes.
Look at it, if she can open her mouth, she will definitely take another bite.
The space was clear, and then the gourd and the female ghosts flocked again.
Among the ancient tombs, I don’t know how many years have accumulated. I don’t know how many horrible ghosts have accumulated.
Sun Hao’s golden light flashed and blocked the front.
Blocked for a moment, Sun Hao only felt that his shoulders were slightly sinking. Then, Xiao Zhang stood on his shoulders with bare air, and eight wrists flew out and sucked outwards.
The stream, like being sucked by the straw, went straight into the wrist of the small chapter and rushed in.
Among Sun Hao’s minds, he shouted:
Xiaozhang, go back.

Regardless of disregard, the small chapter rushed and sucked, and the gods returned with a sentence: "Boss, jade bottle", and then quickly said: "Boss, small bags can only help you to this point, then, rely on yourself.

In the middle of speaking, eight wrists. In the air, the inch bursts open, blood spatter, but, as in the past, it is the same as when it was used to collect the blood of Kang. The small chapter bag still draws a lot of blood waves, that is, a large number of female ghosts, which are included in their own bodies. ═┝┟╞.[.
Eight wrists flew back quickly.
Above the small pink octopus, with the recovery of the wrist. There was a burst of blood, and at the same time, a layer of ice appeared, and the color turned to dark red.
In the first chapter, the dead wood is shot on the small bag, and the wrist is shaken, and the small chapter is taken into the jade bottle.
As soon as the gods knew it, Xiao Zhang had already been taken back and had to condense the empty tower and landed in the spiritual chamber.
With a splash, the jade bottle fell on the floor of the spirit room.
The old man opened his eyes and looked at it completely frozen. The small octopus that lost consciousness in the jade bottle shook his head and began to meditate again.
But in Sun Hao’s knowledge, the voice of Qinglao has already been passed over:
Xiaohao, the real female ghost, endless, you may only have the incarnation of the ghost body, in order to escape, otherwise, even if I drive the condensate The tower can only be solved as a small chapter, but it can solve the problem at one time, but it cannot solve the fundamental problem."
The voice of the old man sounded directly in Sun Hao’s knowledge.
The small fire connected with Sun Hao’s gods also heard a clear understanding.
Sun Hao almost did not hesitate. Instinctively quickly answered: "I understand, Master."
After Xiao Zhang’s slamming, Sun Hao got a brief calm.
But immediately, among the various channels, a large amount of flying dust came in, and the scarlet blood eyes gathered into a wave.
Sun Hao is golden. Standing steadily before the small fire and dark blue, the figure did not move, and the body did not have any blurring phenomenon.
The true female ghost's chilly gas deepens into the bone marrow, and the small space of the strange fire can not completely resist the stomach, even her heart seems to be frozen.
But in her eyes, she began to float again.
In the bang, the female ghosts slammed into Sun Hao.
Sun Hao, only the last barrier, his body, the golden battle.
Almost one or two interest, the vestments of Sun Hao turned into ice, and the pieces shattered and danced and disappeared into the tomb. Hey.
Sun Hao, the golden light, was instantly thrown by a female ghost.
The claws are torn and the bite is bitten.
Among the screams of screaming, there is a bitter cold and cold, and the female ghost with strong corrosion and poisonousness has completely overwhelmed Sun Hao.
Among the ancient tombs, a series of blood waves rushed over, three floors outside and three floors, rushing to the corner where Sun Hao is located, the former servant.
Sun Hao’s eyes were round and round, and his legs were sitting on his knees. He completely took the small fire and dark blue in the corner behind him.
Then, all over the body, naked and already covered with scarlet blood.
The splendid golden light was completely obscured.
Sun Hao is completely caught in the encirclement.
The golden warfare is very powerful.
There is a piece of physical strength cream in his mouth. Sun Hao sits cross-legged and begins to fully carry the arrogant and arrogant body of the dragon.
The cold and toxicity of the real female ghost is extremely fierce, but it is also an external condition that can be used for practicing.
Moreover, carrying the power of God can make you support for a longer time.
There is no day in the dark.
I don't know where the emptiness is in the sky.
Among the ancient tombs of terror.
Sun Hao has been surrounded by the corner, and has been subjected to a wave of attacks by real female ghosts.
Behind him, there was a small fire-scarred dog with tears in his eyes, and a dark blue kitten that was overwhelmed and panicked.
In the eyes of mortals, the monks are always high.
However, several people know that behind the glamorous is the accumulation of numerous life and death crises.
The small fire is stiff in the corner and can't move, but there are four words in the heart that are constantly flashing: "Life and death are not separated."
The world around us is silent, and the pain does not cry. I believe that life is endless.
I can't see you, but I am worried about it.
Your persistence is engraved in my blood, and life and death are inseparable.
As long as there is a glimmer of hope, I am willing to pay for my life.
Whether it is there, can blood make a miracle?
The small fire is also persisting, and it is difficult and hard to open your eyes.
As long as there is a bit of strength, you have to take a bite.
The small fire did not let Sun Hao become a ghost and leave.
Because she refused to leave Sun Hao, because she knew that Sun Hao would not do it.
Big deal, die together and die.
Vigorously, behind Sun Hao, the small fire forced control of his small body.
The dark blue kitten was frightened, completely overwhelmed, and stared blankly at the small fire and stood up straight.
Sun Hao’s golden battle is strong.
Sun Hao’s practice of refining is also very magical.
However, in this true female tomb, faced with hundreds of millions of real female ghosts, Sun Hao’s battle body has also been washed by layers.
The body hair must not be able to hold back and be melted by layers.
Sun Hao became a whiteboard.
Then, the weak links of Sun Hao, the five senses and seven shackles, began to withstand the test.
Sun Hao closed his eyes and closed his mouth, but within the nostrils, he began to have scarlet blood dripping into the hole.
The ears of the ears also have scarlet blood dripping out.
In addition to the side facing away from the wall, the skin of Sun Hao's body is already out of golden light and cracks begin to appear.
The real female ghost whistling, the blood of the bloodthirsty Sun Hao.
Time is a little past.
Sun Hao is still sitting cross-legged, but his body, stiff, and the numbness of poisoning is getting heavier.
The condition of the body is getting worse.
Sun Hao has fallen into silence, sitting still and sitting cross-legged, as if the wound on his body is not his own, as if he was not attacked himself.
Tough, rock-solid, sitting cross-legged in the corner, in front of a small fire and dark blue kitten.
In the consciousness, Qingla finally couldn’t stand it anymore, and faintly reminded:
Xiaohao, you are now incarnation, you still have time...

Sun Hao is not moved.
In a small fire, he said loudly in Sun Hao’s consciousness: "Brother, let's go, small fire for you."
Sun Hao is silent and unmoved.
Difficult to stand up from the back of Sun Hao, the small claws tried to open a small slit.
The scenery outside the eyes, the small fire completely stayed.
Sun Hao body, blood red, golden body large area collapse, blood flow floating on the body, horrible flow, many places seem to be able to see ghosts bite and blow.
Sun Hao silently.
Suffering from the tremendous pain ~EbookFREE.me~ did not say a word.
Sun Hao Mingming can go away by himself.
But no, he is still rock-solid and stuck in front of himself.
Among the little eyes, there are glittering tears.
Xiaohuo felt that he couldn’t go on like this, and he couldn’t even be tired of his brother.
勉力 climbed up from the ground, and a little opened the Sun Hao to block his body, the small fire exposed.
The silent Sun Hao finally spoke in the knowledge of the gods and said sharply: "Small fire, what are you doing?"
Sun Hao fully resisted the real female ghost in front of him. Almost when the lamp was exhausted, when the exhaustion was exhausted, the small fire opened his body, and he did not spare any effort to stop it.
The fire did not answer. (To be continued.)
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