Chapter 1688: Illusion?

The glory of the glory of the moon is unbelievably wide-eyed, and the smile on his face caused by gloating is totally shocked.
In the hall of the Shenyue Palace, the sternness of the broken door screamed and angered: "The family and the vine family are simply deceiving people. They know that 奚玥 is the savior who we respect, and even forced the little girl to die. !"
"I think they are tired of life, Mom, Laozi is going to give their nests now! Even if they can't kill the two scums, at least some people will be killed!"
Wei Jianxing sighed and shook his head: "Yan Yan, you may not know, the family and the Qingtian family lost nearly 30% of their combat power in this battle. Even the home of the building, Bohai, both Folded in the Jurassic."
Lou Louhai, that is the master of the peak of the empty period, almost stepping on the stage of the robbery.
Such a master, actually died in the Jurassic? This... Who killed this?
Yan Yan’s eyes widened and he couldn’t believe it.
Wei Jianxing’s face is full of admiration, and slowly said:
Yu and Nangong Temple are all with them. A golden age, a distraction period, hard and hard to kill a dozen or so empty masters. Hey, if the little girl is still alive, if she can come to Siam, what a stunning figure!"
Qiu Shu sneered a sigh: "The family and the vine family violated the command of the gods and slaughtered the scorpion in the mainland. Now that God has returned, the remaining 70% of the forces can still exist. It is a problem."
A few of his men were either resentful or ridiculous in their discussion. The Huiyue Sayādaw looked at the direction of the top of the Ziwei, and frowned slightly.
Is it an illusion? On the same day that the little girl and Nangong died, Shen Zunji was awakened.
And the one who can activate the Feng Yu Tian Yi is the legend of the supreme of the gods.
The little girl untied Feng Yutian, but she was dead. Is this destined to be destined, or is it a disaster?
Hey, are you really no longer in this world?
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The mainland of the Jurassic.
Jin Zeyu is directing the students of the Shen Medicine House to clean up the battlefield on Cangshan.
There are still ruins of broken bodies, some enemies, and some are the Zhenwei army that was not annihilated in the explosion.
Regardless of who these corpses belong to, Jin Zeyu does not want these scorpions to remain on Cangshan.
Cangshan used to be a shackle, and now he is no longer there. He hopes to retain at least the pure land of this party.
Just cleaning up the battlefield, Jin Zeyu suddenly stunned and suddenly turned and looked.
I saw a ragged old man appearing on this battlefield, holding a jug in his hand, and looking at everything in front of his desolate and lonely, his eyes became red.
"Xuan Qing real people!" Jin Zeyu quickly stepped forward and bowed.
Xuan Qing real people did not go to see Jin Zeyu, suddenly poured a sip of wine into his mouth, and a hoarse and shouting laughter in his mouth. "My Xuan Qing recognizes that she has a two-sleeve breeze and has no concern. It is hard to find a person who wants to teach the guardian. Child, but could not protect."
"Ha ha ha... From then on, who else can give me fine wine, who can call me a master?"
Laughing and laughing, Xuan Qing’s voice suddenly became low and choked.
Shantou, Master is sorry for you! If Master is not leaving at that time, if Master can take care of you, you will not...