Chapter 1662: Soul species


Qian Sheng and Han Junting took hundreds of business alliance strongmen to continue to form on the periphery, and the impact of the impact was resolved, so as to avoid the excessive spread of the new Yancheng.
However, the battle is also retreating, and more people can't support the earthquake.
"I don't think that Bai Lingyue's adult is actually the brother of Ling Baiyi, and the three super strong people who join the holy team join hands. Ling Baiyi will definitely die this time?"
A large number of warriors have retired to the outside, watching the scene like a black hole, constantly emitting amazing aftermath, can not help but whisper.
"Oh, a group of unseen slags, think that there are more cattle in the three extraordinary sacred? Ling Ai clothing, but killing the gods and robes, in the ancient times, the name is so great, even the god-level powerhouse can not break."
One person directly ridiculed, did not cover up and down the voice, causing everyone to come over. It is a tall, thin, bald head, talking in a model.
Next to a short fat man exclaimed: "The god-level powerhouse can not be broken, is it not invincible?"
The two are fat and thin, and they are looking at him. They can't help but smug. They say, "The strength of Lingbai is not enough. It can't play the full power of the clothes. And the key to the opening of this coat. It is the blood of Lingjia, Bailingyue also has blood, you can drink back!"
"Oh? Who will think that the battle of today will win?" asked a gentle voice, very nice.
Fat and thin head Tuo turned around at the same time, exclaimed, said: "It is you!"
The man was gorgeous, and the instrument was extraordinary. It was Duanmu who had jade and looked at the two people and smiled.
"Cough, can you count?" The thin-headed right-handed fist clenched a few times on the mouth and looked a bit subtle.
Fat Tauto also cried: "Don't you be a liar with Ming Chengming and seeing both?"
Duanmu has a joke and laughed: "The calculation is too laborious, and the two unwise people directly tell me how good the answer is."
Both of them are bright in the eyes and obviously very happy.
The fat head is excited and shouted: "I don't want to be the Emperor of Heaven, and the eyes of the people are accurate!"
"What? Tian Yan Wu Di Duanmu has jade!"
The crowd screamed and suddenly disappeared.
Almost all the eyes of the audience stared at it, looking at the title of Emperor Wu, and became a strange silence.
The thin-headed robbed said: "In my opinion, Ling Baiyi is mostly dying this time. Killing the gods can save him once, but he can't save the second time. For the third time, he is alone, and the business alliance is not. So simple!"
Fat head anger said: "This is obviously my point of view, you actually preempted that the limelight is occupied by you!"
The thin-headed screaming eyes shouted: "What is your point of view! It is clearly my deliberation, and I will only say it after I have repeated it, what is it for you!"
"I am so angry!" Fattou Tuo rushed over and licked his neck. "I want to kill you!"
The two suddenly wrestled together.
"Well, most of the white clothes are going to die..." Duanmu had jade on his chin and meditation.
In the distant black hole in the bottom of the group, suddenly a pair of scorpions emerged, and then the face of Ramayana appeared, and there was no expression in the cold.
"Boom!"
The black hole suddenly burst open, the power of terror is like a star ring, and everything is gone!
Li Yunqi raised his hand to the front, and a group of black awns emerged and turned into a magical armor. Suddenly, a layer of defense power spread out from above, and he and Su Shi were both guarded.
"Booming!"
The force of the explosion shocked, and from the side of the two men, the outside world was chaotic and roaring, and there was no fluctuation in the armor defense.
Su Shi’s face was shocked. With her eyesight, she naturally knew that this armor was a peerless treasure.
"Most white clothes are going to die..."
Li Yunqi also chewed the words of the thin head.
As the black hole burst open in the distant sky, the figures of several people loomed.
Wan Yi and Ding Shan are pale, and the blood is trembling. The face must be full of coke, and the wolf is unbearable.
Ling Baiyi still stood with a sword, and his body was purple, but it was getting weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared. His face was also very pale, and his mouth was a trace of blood.
The huge Ramayana giants faded, and countless purple lights condensed in front, turning into the cloak, falling from the sky.
A few butterflies suddenly appeared in the sky, followed by dozens, hundreds of them, flapping their wings and flying, facing the coat.
Ling Bai’s mouth sneered out with sneer, and pity:
Poor and sad brother, you have a spirit, you have your own, the heavens are flowing, what is the manpower? You have been chasing the gods’ clothes for a lifetime, even at this moment, Will it choose to agree with your waste?"
The hundreds of butterflies fluttered around the purple warrior and slowly turned out the appearance of Bai Lingyue. The white clothes were full of blood. At that moment, the pale face was very excited and almost forgot to breathe!
"Ling's underwear, my underwear!"
His face became awkward. "If you are the eldest son, how qualified are you to get this thing! On the theory of greed, I am not as good as you! Now I have to take back what belongs to me! And you, this waste brother Will be buried forever in the new Yancheng, the night shadow Wudi will become history!"
Bai Lingyue cut his wrist and filled his hands with blood. He grabbed it on the coat.
"Hey!"
When the palm touched the purple color, a lot of white smoke appeared, and the blood of the palm began to boil and evaporate.
"what!!"
Ten fingers and even the heart, the pain in his hands, Bai Lingyue shouted out, and his eyes were shocked and angry.
"How can this be! My armor, Lingjia's armor, why my blood will be useless!"
He madly got up, grabbed it with conviction, and suddenly broke his hand, and the large blood flew up and then evaporated.
"Ah!!"
Finally, it was so painful. I took back my hand and only had a lot of bones and no flesh and blood.
"Poor and sad, hahaha!"
Ling Baiyi laughed and sneered in the eyes of a winner. "Ling Baiyue, your existence is just a joke in the process of my summit! This shirt no longer belongs to Lingjia, but only belongs to me. One person, I am giving it to it---the shadow of the night shadow!"
His eyes are condensed and he is single-handed.
The coat whirls in the air, and immediately flies high and goes to Lingbaiyi.
The purple air in the white body of the whole body is rotating, it seems to meet the armor, and the two are one.
Bai Ling’s temper trembling, the white bones slammed down and gnawed his teeth:
I can’t think of the unsuccessful Ramayana’s scorpion, but you thought it would win?

Ling Baiyi sneered: "This night's shadows are merged with me. It's not just your stupid thing, but the whole world. You are quietly squatting on the side, watching your brother reach the top!

The purple and white blouses of the cloaked body gradually merged.
The anger of Bai Lingyue suddenly disappeared and became extremely cold. He said: "At this moment of integration, you should have little resistance?"
Ling Baiyi’s pupils swelled and shot two colds.
What do you mean?

Suddenly he had signs of his heart. When he lifted up, he raised six wounded purple fronts, but felt that his elbow was photographed with his palm and shook his strength.
Then a cold feeling was close to the back.
"Ah? What is that?!"
Many people exclaimed, and I saw that there was a big golden face behind Ling Baiyi, showing a strange smile.
Li Yunxiao’s heart was shocked and lost his voice:
Golden Speaker!

Su Shi’s brief doubts, shocked:
Golden linguists, soul-seeking Emperor 甫弼大甫弼?!

In the golden big face, a sorrow figure emerged. First, a palm was shot in the right elbow of Ling Baiyi, and the six-injured purple front was pressed down. Then one hand squatted and pointed to his back.
"Hey!"
An eccentric mark was branded behind Ling Bai, and the purple air began to tremble.
Duanmu’s jade’s face sank, and there was vague anger. The volley said:
Huangfu, as the owner of a sneak attack, do you want to face it?!

"What? Huangfu! He is one of the seven great masters, the most mysterious horror soul lord?!"
The crowd opened openly, and all kinds of shocking voices came one after another. They were even more shocked than when they saw Duanmu.
Ling Baiyi only felt the pain of a heartache, directly burning his soul, the body could not help but tremble, immediately fell like a falling abyss, a blood spurted out.
The coat slowly flew to the front to stop, and it seemed that the fusion was interrupted.
Huangfu did not pay attention to the anger of Duanmu and jade, but it was cold and cold: "Ling Baiyi, you have the ending today, shouldn't it be unexpected?"
"Ha ha."
Ling Baiyi smiled awkwardly, and the blood appeared a bit glamorous in the corner of his mouth. He said: "It will come back sooner or later. But if you can kill me, it will never be your slag!"
In his eyes, he shot suddenly and out of the cold ~EbookFREE.me~ left hand, directly to his chest!
"boom!"
A force penetrated the back, and it shook it on the fingerprints of Huangfu.
Then the right hand is raised, and the purple front sword flies up and flies six hurins to go!
Huang Furan violently retreats, Pan Guzhen appeared in his hands and went to the six purple awns to shake off the six purple qi.
The golden speaker squatted and flew into Pangu.
The imperial concubine stood upright and said: "It is a good thing to have pride in the chest, but sadly, whether you die in the hands of me, you must not choose."
Ling Baiyi’s body trembled so sharply that it seemed extremely cold, and even the teeth continued to tremble.
One thousand big joys: "There is finally stopping this evil person! Huangfu adults, it is the time to shoot!"
Bai Lingyue is also cold-faced and sneer: "Brother, now I understand who is sad and poor? In order to kill you, we have dispatched four super strong people who are sacred, and you can see your death."
Huangfu said: "I have already put a soul into your soul. It will continue to take root and sprout until your soul is eaten. This long and painful process is not something that ordinary people can bear, and the longer it gets, the more painful it is. It."
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