Chapter 3397: Never again, there is snow eve

"Can't go?" Jiuye stunned, and then gathered together and suddenly looked away.
In the ear, Ji’s voice was cold and cold.
Yes, I’ve always been my bag. Do you really think you can take her away? Not only her, but Yun Tianyi, and those who Now, all of them are in my hands. Including you, the nine-tailed fox, you can't go too. You are the prey of my advanced ancestral environment, and also the means to control you. You think I will let you go. ?"
On the square, I don’t know when the magic is getting stronger.
In the magic, one by one is slowly appearing.
Seeing these figures, Jiuye’s pupils suddenly shrank.
Because those figures are actually monks, the monks of God's main territory, each one is a character with a face on the island of Yun. There are even great elders who are on the gods.
However, these people are no longer human beings, because there is no trace of human feelings in their eyes, only greed and haze.
These are the monks who have been encroached on the body, and their cultivation has even surpassed the divine nature itself.
Jiuye’s eyes fell on the
big elders Shangguan Qingyun
.
Yun Tianyi, who was unconscious, was being put in his hands.
Because of the nine-day robbery attack, Yun Tianyi was injured by Ji Fengfeng, and he was injured and injured. Where is it the opponent of Shangguan Qingyun?
And the rats, the tigers... and the Qinglong, the white tigers... They are also tied up, and they are like the playthings in the hands of these people wearing the human skin.
Therefore, it is right to just not leave.
Because she is the biggest target of Ji Chengfeng, in the middle of unlocking the origin of the wood, the body is so weak that it is impossible to escape.
Ji took a light laugh and the magical movement in the body, the wound caused by Wei Zixi slowly began to heal.
"Lian Ji Ming also died in my hands, what are you? What are the qualifications to fight with me?! If you are willing to surrender to me, it is good, if she is still obsessed, I will send her to death, What about waiting for the birth of the next saint?"
Said, the sword in the hands of Ji Chengfeng will be cut off.
After smashing the enchantment, he will try again to extract the scorpion's soul, and if the baboon and her child in the belly dare to resist.
Then he didn't mind, let 奚玥 and her cockroaches die together.
Of course, at this time -
"Mother, dead, no longer, there is a saint!"
A crisp, childish voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Ji’s words.
The next moment, Yingying's snow-like light swelled down. In the snow, a beautiful little angel-like elf fanned the white wings from the sky.
When Ji Feng saw it, he frowned immediately. "Yuan Ling, what are you thinking about, and want to stop me? You are just a beast that I had with Snow."
It is the egg that descends from the sky.
It gently its wings, and the radiance is scattered, and the sky in the distance is like a strange sound.
Ji Chengfeng sensed it with the gods, and looked like a cold road: "Oh, you want to summon the birds to come and take you away from the air? Don't dream! You think anyone else can steal from me now." I want to kill her, no one can stop it!"
The egg noodles expressionlessly said: "You, kill the mother, no longer, there is a saint. There will be no, snowy evening!"
"What are you talking about?!"