Chapter 150: Sister, demon escaping to understand (8)

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The sky suddenly darkened.
The viscous and repressed blood mist is raging from all directions. The ghosts and demons in the ghosts and gulls are screaming and crying, echoing in the heavens and the earth, and there is a sense of excitement to welcome the masters.
The faces of several disciples are obviously white.
The big sweat of the beans rolled down from their foreheads, and their eyes looked at the dark clouds of blood and fog in the sky, showing the extreme panic, pale face, and the body was shaking.
When they slammed, they lost their strength, they could not hold the weapon, and let the weapon fall on the ground.
Russell looked up and went to the sound and looked.
The figure of the man gradually appeared in the thick magical cloud, and the vagueness was indistinct, until he raised his hand, and the blood-stained black cloud flew away as if he had heard the order.
Everyone is stunned.
The man walked slowly in the air, black clothes like ink, embroidered with a large piece of blood and bright red flame lines.
Wufa was blown away by the wind. The jade face is like a moon, the black dragonfly wins the cold and the mang, and there is a fiery pattern between the eyebrows.
The red sword of the red sword and white blade is quietly suspended on the side of the body. The narrow sword body swallows in the bright flame, and the temperature between the heavens and the earth seems to suddenly increase.
Russell looked up subconsciously, and with the pair of cold and deep eyes narrow, there was suddenly a kind of burning sensation in the volcanic magma!
The man's face is as white as snow and ice, and the facial features are as if the ingenious craftsman is carving his heart. His eyes are long and narrow, and the color is cool and thin. The thick eyelashes hang down the dull shadows, and the thin lips are light.
In his right ear, he was embellished with a inlaid bead of silver in the moon. The brows of the eyebrows were burning and narrow, like the flames coming from the face, to burn people.
Non-fair and non-magic, beautiful and dangerous, is the ultimate charm that struggles on the edge of death and makes people willing to indulge in ecstasy.
Tian Xuanzi.
In the past, the Mahayana peak and the stunned, the first person of the righteous Jingyang Xianjun.
Nowadays, the immortal enchantment, the world, and the demon of the demon domain!
He volleyed in the wind and slowly walked to the ground. Behind his long figure was a surging blood fog, looking up at the alchemy and raising his hand gently.
"Auntie, come."
On the side of the body, there was a breeze, and she was crowded with her to go to the man. The area was snowing and she was holding her forward.
The magic seems to be no longer able to hurt her. She just lifted her foot and appeared in front of him for a moment.
"Auntie, you have a little bad work."
The disciples had a happy face.
Tian Xuanzi gently said: "They all want to kill you, you can kill them first."
The joy of the faces of the disciples has not yet bloomed, and it was replaced by gray in an instant.
"Auntie... Auntie didn't fix it, and Auntie couldn't do it."
She didn't know how her face was now, but her heart, at this time, was shrunk in fear because of fear, and she didn't even dare to force herself.
But at the same time, she has a strange instinct - such a dangerous Tian Xuanzi will never hurt her!
Tian Xuanzi did not reasonably squat on a group of disciples. The world in her eyes is only a single person. His look is soft and smiles: "Are you recovering your mind? Great."
As he lifted his fingers, a string of crystal clear candied fruit appeared in his hands.
It’s just that the sugar gourd is not made of hawthorn, but a long-eyed bead that obviously contains horror energy. There are life-like patterns flowing on it. The bamboo sticks that wear the beads are also strangely blue-purple, with faint flashing current.
Tian Xuanzi slowly pulled up her hand and placed the end of the bamboo stick on her palm. The black sly looked at her quietly, and the voice was soft.
"It's a bad brother, the aunt's sugar gourd, it's been a long time for you. The brothers have found it. There are no mountains here. Only these monsters are inside Dan, the red dragonfly is also very beautiful, give it to you, okay?"