Chapter 1630: The confession is to bring bricks!

Zizhulin!
A strong purple bamboo rises into the sky, like a holy fire. A purple bamboo is like a holy fire shining, and a sea is like a holy fire.
In the momentum, it boils throughout the mixed element.
In the wind, it played the world.
It has no contention with the world, like a modest gentleman, it is also as hot as a fire, like the of war.
In this piece of Zizhulin, you can look at the end of the world, squatting in the sea of ​​Zizhu, forgetting the troubles of this world, and the black and mixed martial art is completely different, but the Wushu, after the battle Most of them will enter this place to baptize their inner suffocation.
thus.
This Zizhulin is not something that everyone can come in. It needs a glorious record to get the glory of the bamboo christening.
"The Su Suyun is not afraid of a simple role."
Dong Yuyan walked in the way, and the jade eyes gradually became sharp. Listening to the discussion around the crowd, she gradually understood the meaning of Zizhulin and was able to enter the Zizhulin, meaning that her hands were full of blood.
They are all executioners!
of course.
People who are also like Ling Feng are different. In Dong Yuyan’s view, this is completely forced and must be bloody.
And it is reported.
Su Liuyun has entered this Zizhu forest more than once, which means that she will come to this baptism after the battle, so that she can maintain the state of ethereal and transcendental goddess, otherwise, it will not be called a flower.
Everyone came to the Zizhulin, but it was not the main entrance.
Just because.
Sitting in front of the main entrance, the real god, like Ling Feng and others, do not have any identity in the mixed Yuan, fear that it will be controlled in the first time, but there are strange gates around the Zizhulin, the ordinary God wants Entering it is still very troublesome.
but.
This is not a problem for Ling Feng. He directly sacrificed the scorpio and used his sharpness to tear open a light door on the Zizhu forest, and used the space to ask for it, and slowly opened it to let the arrogant bird and Yan Twelve, Dong Yuyan flew into Zizhulin, and this came in.

The prosperity of the world, it is different here!

Yan 12 instantly fascinated, where the smell of his body is dissipating and becomes ethereal.
"It's hard to imagine that there is such a godland in the despicable mixed-race teaching."
Dong Yuyan also exclaimed, she slightly closed the eyes, breathing the air in the purple bamboo forest, the seven scorpions are spraying a faint airy atmosphere, squatting Shutai, like to lift the sky.
"Sheng Shijun is suppressed by force, and every one of the world is full of blood."
Ling Feng is different.
He has experienced too many things and has seen the vicissitudes of the world. It is far from being able to compare Dong Yuyan with Yan Xun, and he also feels the atmosphere in the Zizhulin. The purple bamboo forest can purify the atmosphere, but Unable to purify the soul.
and.
After so many years, even the sacred and spiritually-colored Zizhu is full of smell, and sooner or later it will be demonized.
Everyone seems to be squatting in the sea of ​​purple bamboo, and walking slowly, Lingwu also emptied the body and mind, to let the purple bamboo forest clean.
to be frank.
Over the years, he has more blood on his hands, especially after entering the starry sky. Every step is bloody, and there is no anger in his heart. In the long run, he was not good for him, so he also wanted to use Zizhulin to purify his body and mind.
Not much time.
They stepped into the side of Zizhulin and saw several gods. Some men and women sat in the sea of ​​Zizhu, breathing the atmosphere of the world, and the smell on their bodies was spreading, letting Dong Yuyan frown.
Obviously.
These people have just passed the battle, fearing that many people have been killed in their hands.
but.
Ling Feng did not go forward, banned from going to the center, and he concealed several flags and landed in the corner of Zizhuhai, which made Dong Yuyan look.
"Is it really like this?"
Her mind is simple, she can't bear to destroy this piece of Zizhuhai, and some of them pleaded. "It's just a godland."
"I know."
Ling Feng’s forehead, looking around, said: "The blood here is more intense, and sooner or later it will be demonized, and it can't really achieve the effect of purification. It is better to destroy it."
"This……"
Dong Yuyan sighed, she could also see the problem, Zizhulin is not a sacred weapon, wash away the atmosphere of the mixed Yuan teaching, it will only make them more hypocritical, like a wolf in sheep's clothing, it is better to tear this off Layers of sheepskin, let them appear in front of the world in the face of wolves.
After three hours.
They came to the position of Zizhulin relatively close to the center, and the suffocation here is more intense. The center seems to be floating with blood fog, so that Dong Yuyan frowns directly. This is not what the eye can see, but the power can touch it. of.
but.
In this bamboo forest, a peerless beauty is volleying, slightly closed with a jade, breathe the sacred atmosphere of the bamboo forest, to baptize itself, if it is not in this bamboo forest, fear that even Dong Yuyan may be beautiful deceive.
Just because.
The smell on her body is dozens of times that of the previous Valkyds, and the occasional exudation of the atmosphere makes Dong Yuyan and Yan Xun able to accurately judge the realm.
Five levels of true gods!
At this stage, I am able to step into this realm. I have to say that this is also a Tianjiao.
but.
At that moment, the gods changed color, and the eyes of Su Liuyun were also full of coldness, only because Su Liuyun was not only in the atmosphere of baptism, but also in the atmosphere of refining. Its formation power is integrated into the body.
"Hard the blood!"
Ling Feng’s eyes suddenly cooled down and said sharply.
This is not the right way, but the magic road.

"No wonder, she has progressed so fast, and she will enter the real state with this kind of road. Sooner or later, she will enter the devil." Dong Yuyan exclaimed.
"What a beautiful flower, it turned out to be a executioner."
Yan Xie sighed, he can imagine, Su Liuyun is afraid to kill the road, in order to gather so much blood, she is not a simple contradiction or the interests are so simple.
"let's go."
Ling Feng Nunu mouth, indicating that Yan 12 went up, soaked this teaching flower.
"I am afraid."
Yan 12 instantly smashed, which is different from what he thought. In his impression, the flower should be a small woman with delicate appearance and simple mind, but no one told him that teaching flowers can be a sinister poisonous scorpion.
"You have guaranteed it." The proud bird immediately made up the knife.
"I do not have!"
At this time, Yan Xie has not taken care of the face problem, directly waved his hand, whoever loves who, on the other hand, he does not.
!
As a result, Ling Feng kicked his cockroach out and appeared directly in front of Su Liuyun, so that his body was stiff, and he couldn’t help but look back at Yan XII. At this moment, Yan XII wants to smash and scream, but he has no turning back. He is daring on his head.
"Haha, Su Xianzi is not seen for three days, and the fairy seems to be more beautiful."
Yan 12 said with a smile, but did not come forward.
"who are you?"
Su Liuyun opened, the sound was cold, like a cold ice.
"A person who admires you." Yan X12 said. "I don't know if Su Xianzi can enjoy a face and have a meal?"
"You shouldn't come here."
Su Liuyun flew down, and the stared coldly at Yan XII. The pupil flashed a black mang, she said. "You know something that you shouldn't know."
Finished.
She strode to Yan Xun, and the delicate face shone with suffocation. Obviously she didn't want people to know her own things. I thought I was hiding everyone, and I set up a strange door around, but I didn't think anyone was jealous. Come in.
"I can't do it, you guys!"
Yan XII flew backwards and his face turned wild. This is a devil's head. It is going to kill people.
"court death!"
Su Liuyun slightly squinted, and the jade hand turned into a sharp knife, coming to the Yan 12, the force of the martial arts carrying a terrible force, opened a plant of Zizhu, has arrived after Yan 12.
have to say.
This kind of force, tempered by breath, is much stronger than ordinary power. At least Yan Xu, the true god, is not an opponent at all, and will be instantly smashed.
however.
Just when the real force was going to smash Yan XII, one flew out, stopped behind Yan Xun, and pointed it out, and the palm knife collapsed, and a row of bright white teeth lit up.
Ling Feng said with a smile. "Su Xianzi, this young man is not taste enough, what do you think of me?"
"A dead body."
Su Liuyun discolored, I did not expect this person to be hidden by his own eyes, which is too dangerous.
next moment.
She raised her hand and smashed it, but she had to get rid of the wind, but Ling Feng was quicker than she thought, and she avoided it the first time.
then.
Ling Feng appeared in front of Su Liuyun, not far away, said with a smile. "Long-term Yang Suxian name, but I have a problem with this person, that is, I like this person clearly, but still thinking that this person can open a confession to me.

"moron!"
Su Liuyun said disgustedly, her palm flashed, and a sword was unsheathed, and she would kill Lingfeng.
but.
The blood sword fell to the ground with a slam, only because a sword that was longer than her blood sword was placed on her neck, and the owner of the sword was the laughing human Harmless youth.
"Su Xian, have you heard that you must bring a brick when you confess?" Ling Feng said with a smile.
"Brick?"
Su Liuyun frowned, not quite understand.
"It is not a confession, a brick is shot dead." Ling Feng squinted and said. "I said that I have a problem with this person. Now I don't know if Su Xian wants to be white."
"But this is not a brick!"
"Don't care about these details." Ling Feng solemnly said: "The confession is a very sacred thing, please don't open the subject."
"Who are you in the end?" Su Liuyun asked.
"Su Xian, are you not planning to express the rhythm?" Ling Feng smile gradually cooled down and said: "It is a painful thing to kill the admired person, you can not force me."
"..."
Su Liuyun discolored, only because the sword in the hands of Ling Feng has cut her skin, which makes her embarrassed, is this special confession?
What is this wonderful thing?
"I... like...you!" she said with a grin.
good night.