Chapter 227: Heaven and earth

This is a thunderstorm, lightning and thunder, whistling winds, chaotic leaves, dark clouds, full of depressing breath.
On a big mountain, Qing Yifei was covered in blood. He climbed up and became a one-armed person. His face was cold and he went down without saying a word.
Qing Yifei didn't think that the Dao Ling would be so terrible. He couldn't think of him so quickly and desperately, and he was beaten out by a punch.
Originally, he also slandered the Taoist to be beaten by himself, but it was realized in him, which made him difficult to accept.
The most talented person in Qingzhou, Qingyifei naturally has a kind of arrogance, but at this time it has been pulled out, only the raging anger.
The situation in Daolin is not so good. The skin is cracked and the blood is dry. It is more dangerous than when the woman in the white dress burst into the wind.
This is the world's general trend, the means of attack and killing is enough to against the sky, how can the Dao Ling resist the killing of this series, or else his terrible, will soon become a ruin.
It can be seen that this horror of intertwining the world's great objects.
"Ha ha ha ha.."
Seeing this scene, Qing Yijun laughed and felt that he had to transfer it. As long as he got the colorful slate that Dao Ling had mastered, he would definitely embark on a rising road!
"I didn't expect it? Dao Ling, Dao Ling, today is your death!" Qing Yijun sneered again and again.
Qingwen became a cold and faint gaze watching the body of blood on the ground, and sneered: "How are you still fighting with the old man?"
This statue of Chixiabao is the treasure of the Qing nationality. Although it is only a semi-finished product, it is enough to kill the enemy.
Qing Yifei is also the first genius of the Qing nationality. He naturally has heavy treasures. Qing Wencheng did not expect the help of this treasure to be so timely. If there was a Chixiabao fan, it was estimated that he had ran.
The heart of Dao Ling is awkward, and a bit of a semi-finished product is so terrible. If it is a true Tongtian Lingbao, there is absolutely a godpower against the sky.
"Don't kill him, shut him up, be sure to force out the magical powers just now!" Qing Yijun quickly said, his look was very shocked, because he recognized the magical power that was just the real dragon arm of the Wu Dian!
This is a kind of horrible great supernatural power. It has always been mastered by the Wu Dian, but now it has been learned by a young boy. This is simply a good fortune. If you can master the real dragon arm, the heritage of the Qing people will inevitably rise a lot.
Qing Wencheng also nodded, his eyes looked at him very eagerly, like watching a mobile treasure house, this time the harvest is simply too big, even the real dragon arm this magical power.
"Let me catch him, haha!" Qing Yijun yelled, red scorpion looked at Dao Ling, striding, said: "Kid, offending my end, usually there is no good ending!"
"Is it worthy?" Dao Ling looked at him with his eyes and said calmly.
Wen Yan, Qing Yijun is not angry and laughs: "Very good, you are irritating me again, I will interrupt your limbs and make you a waste!"
He burst into the air, his palms extended, his face was so hot that he directly hit his arm and removed his arm.
"That will let you go first." Dao Ling waved his hand, this wave was not allowed, a group of glazed Danyan sprayed out, like a volcano erupted, dazzling, beaming sky, suddenly green Yi Jun was drowned.
How terrible this flame is, once the master of the temperament is smeared, it will be burnt into ash, and it will be extremely hot.
Undoubtedly, Qing Yijun made a scream of screaming and screaming. He was so badly hurt that he had no strength at all. Now he has encountered such a big change, and there is a trace of means to counter it.
"The obstacles, you are looking for death!" Qing Wen became angry, stunned, and roared in the sky. He felt the horrible flame. Qing Yijun was originally a heavy blow, but now it hurts and hurts. It is estimated that even the life can not be saved!
At the same time, the Chixiabao fan in his hand waved up, and the eruption of the sky was overwhelming, covering the body of the tomb, to kill him!
"Don't hurt my brother..."
The crisp sound, but with an anger, is a white jade-like bamboo standing in the sky, bursting out of the glare of the gods, hard to resist the influx of the general trend.
The green bamboo is shaking, although she is a bamboo, but it has not yet begun to grow, it is difficult to counter the lore of the world.
"Green bamboo, how come out, go back!" Dao Ling's face changed slightly, and he quickly said, he still has a desperate card, and has not yet reached the moment of death.
"Brother, there are green bamboo, no one can hurt you." Qingzhu angry yelling, white as jade's small face rose red, little girl angry, staring at Qingwencheng with big eyes.
Sudden changes, let Qingwencheng's eyelids jump, his eyes looked at the white jade bamboo, the look was hot and instantly, could not help but madly said: "God, this is a Shenzhu, a bit of treasure embryo Ah, my God, I am rich!"
Qing Wencheng almost went crazy, and even Qing Yijun’s life and death could not be taken care of. This is a living god, and it can be sacred to treasure, rare and incomparable.
This kind of thing only exists in the legend, Qingwencheng did not think that he had such a great blessing, he even encountered this god.
Moreover, although this material has been cultivated, it has never been shaped, and it is easy to suppress her.
Qing Yifei, who came in the distance, is also ecstatic. This is Shenzhu. As long as the spirit inside is erased, it is a terrible life, and the value cannot be estimated.
The green bamboo is dressed in a flower coat, petite and exquisite, the hair is black and shiny, and the small hand is holding the bamboo in his hand. It looks a little nervous.
"Old dog, you have too many words!" The cold face of Dao Ling's face, he climbed up, covered in blood, with murderous.
Qing Wencheng's smile on his face converges. He looks at Dao Ling and smiles: "You kid now dare to talk to the old man like this. I really admire your courage. It seems that you really don't want to live, then I will fulfill you!"
Qing Wencheng’s face was completely stunned, and he slowly lifted the Chixiabao fan in his hand and slammed forward.
A sensation, a storm of terror was born, and the world was roaring. This is the convergence of the general trend, which is terrible enough to strangle everything.
"Green bamboo, you go back, don't mess around!" Dao Ling Shen, he still has a desperate card, although nine died, but he is sure to survive.
"Brother..." The black-and-white eyes saw the heavy face of the teenager, and the green bamboo scared a glimpse, but it was still a reluctant rebuttal: "Green bamboo does not go, green bamboo can block him, brother, you can see me!"
There is no obedience in the past, and her body has moved. The big storm that swept through the road with Shenzhu knocked over.
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There is a kind of divine fluctuation in the outburst, and the earth and the earth are shaking. This Shenmu is floating in the air and filled with terror.
"Hey, a that has not been sacrificed, but also wants to counter the old man's treasures, is simply delusional!" Qing Wencheng said contemptuously, the red xiabao fan in his hand once again swayed, a series of big storms broke out, the world became more and more terror.
This is a kind of Tianwei's coming to the world. Qingzhu's petite body shivered slightly, feeling a kind of Tianwei pressing, which made her horrified and felt the great disaster.
"Not good!" Dao Ling's face changed greatly, and he burst into the air. The quick-drying five-mouthed scented acupoints were drained in the air, and they all gathered in the black-black broken sword.
With a bang, a white sword swayed out, shattering the heavens and the earth, and there was a mouth in the big storm.
The body of Dao Ling burst into the inside, grasping the unreal spirit of the green bamboo, wanting to escape.
"Hey, don't leave when you come!" Qing Wencheng's indifferent voice blew, this is a kind of heaven and earth intertwined, covering their two bodies, to destroy him.
"Brother.." Qingzhu scared the flowers and eclipsed the feeling of death. At this juncture, she looked at Daolin with tears in her eyes and cried: "My brother is really useless..."
"No, you have done a good job, we will not have an accident." Dao Ling smashed the head of the green bamboo, his eyes glanced at the terrible lines that were pressed around, this time it was really a line of life and death.
"It’s a green bamboo and I’m tired of my brother..
Qingzhu cried, feeling the death enveloped, but she was a good idea, and she whispered: "It seems like thunder today..."
"What do you say?" Dao Ling's face sank and had a bad feeling.