Chapter 511: The world (2)

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Crystal stone homing, although the sorrowful soul flies, the snow and ice spread, it really stopped.
Lin Luoran put a fire beyond the level of his own strength, provoked the madness of the pseudo-saint, and kept saying "is you."
However, in the end of the super-level play, in addition to her own eyes, the more serious space in the fire and the phoenix became a translucent body.
Lin Luoran fainted, lost control of the body, but the knowledge of God broke into the space. Seeing that the fire and phoenix hit the pseudo-Saints at all costs, Lin Luoran sighed and blamed.
"In fact, you don't have to be like this. I am tired of you."
Many times I will put the beads in danger, she did not consider for the three beasts.
The small silver fish is attached to the dragon corpse and hovered over the space. Most of the attacks by the fire phoenix through the space barrier output are ineffective, otherwise they may not really fear the false saint. After all, the person who has just succeeded in shaping and using ice and snow as a carrier, Huo Feng is her natural nemesis.
For the first time, Lin Luoran was forcibly taken into space by the space. Her fear of being physically trapped outside the space was destroyed. Those hundreds of years of hard work could only choose to come back.
"It's you, are you right? Why don't you come out?"
The pseudo-virgin image has lost heart and madness, self-destructive image, looking for it in the stone hall, do not know what to look for to confirm the "you" in his mouth.
A few waking monsters moved to the corner early, avoiding her sharpness and shivering in the corner. I only hate that the Qingqiu area is stripped, it is difficult to enter the Qingqiu, and it is even more difficult to get out of the Qingqiu. Unless there are the leaders of the Nine-tailed Fox, these monsters are not broken and bounded. The Larks hid their heads under their arms, and their brains were actually running at a speed. When they saw Lin Luoran, the three foxes of the party, they fainted three, leaving only one of the weakest female repairers, thinking that they could no longer reverse the hustle and bustle.
For the sake of the present, only the injured Xiaoqinghu will be stolen, and it will be able to break open behind it and leave from Qingqiu. The Lark reduced its sense of existence to a minimum and looked at the injured little fox, fearing that it would not cooperate with its perfect plan.
The pseudo-virgin sent a madness, the person who was looking for did not find it, both disappointed and angry, and Lin Luoran, who was unconscious on the ground, rushed:
"In this case, kill your inheritors, you will always appear..."
She no longer wants to identify with the beads, and she is too lazy to try again and again. At this moment, she is really murderous.
He has been fighting with fear, and Bao Jia, who is fighting with himself, suddenly looks up and thinks that he is not a big sword. The snow sword is a five-character magic weapon. The monk of the knotter is able to flatten a mountain with a full blow. The pseudo-saint has not even returned, and the backhand has caught the flying sword of Jianguang.
The two thin onions-like fingers are lightly pressed, and the light of the snow-sword blue is dim. She discards the flying sword and has two clear finger marks on the sword!
With the sword raised by the gods, the flying sword is closely related to the monk itself. Baojia is also a sword repair. The flying sword has been hit hard. She herself snorted and her mouth has overflowed with blood.
But she didn't want her to fly with the sword. The snow sword was thrown and thrown out. Baojia had already arrived, and she resisted the blood of the surging. She took Lin Luoran in her arms, took the opportunity to bite the tip of her tongue, and took the blood as a medium. .
Bloody surgery! It is not difficult to learn than the five-line martial arts. It is not difficult for the monks to learn blood. It is difficult to replenish the blood of the monks after the blood is used.
Only bloody, in order to catch Lin Luoran in the case of the pseudo-Saints.
Lin Luoran sees everything clearly in the space, and his heart is in a hurry, but there is no way to know what to expect.
In a snowy fog, Baojia took her away, and the false saint snorted and chased it out. Leaving the lark in the stone temple and several monsters face each other, I can't believe that I actually returned to a life.
The Lark shook his neck and dared to go up and explore the little green foxes. Some surprises, indicating that the little green fox fled together.
Of course, you can't go outside, and the tunnel of the Lark can still walk. The top of the head was hung up with ice and drips. The acquaintances began to melt. Most of the same kind of people who lived together for hundreds of years still have life. The lark puts a big heart and is not prepared to take risks in the stone temple. The ghost knows when the powerful woman will turn back.
A few beasts found the tunnel entrance, they were about to leave, and they saw the old Liao, who was ignorant of life and death. The Lark also let the bear demon carry him on the back and went down to the tunnel.
The Lark does not know that the tunnel has been frozen and is full of confidence in its plans.
On the other hand, Baojia has already taken the "Lin Luoran" through the mirror-like ice lake, and concealed his figure in the snow.
The pseudo-virgins chased out the people, and found many cold-hearted crows to consult. Under the secretary's role, they all made her eyes, and they could see where the ice and snow were, not worried about the two. The women's congregation will escape.
However, after all, the crystal stone has been put back, and the snow and ice will gradually melt, and the time will drag on for a long time, which is still unfavorable to her.
The pseudo-virgin remodeled the body of the old drought, and was born to control the fire. If it was not suppressed by the ice, the process of shaping the body would burn her unprotected consciousness. Ice and snow scattered to her no image, but swallowed to receive the huge mental strength of Chiyou, she feels a little bit of support, to solve the two little women repair, her first need is to retreat.
When she was not waiting, she determined a direction, and a blink of an eye had disappeared.
............
Should it be hundreds of miles away?
Bao Jia has noticed that her spirit is not good. It is really an extravagant behavior with the blood as the medium.
"How to do?"
I tried it many times, and God knew that there was no way to go out. Lin Luoran was in a hurry.
"Don't worry, let me go out."
The silverfish will take care of the eyes from the direction of the cabin. The fire phoenix suffered a lot from this injury, I am afraid that it will not pass. Although they are worried that they and Lin Luoran are both glory and loss, they still ask for it.
Attached to the keel, although it can make room and have some skills of the dragon, this anti-day secret method is at the cost of consuming the soul. If you can escape this time, its situation will not be easier than the current phoenix.
Lin Luoran looked at the silverfish with a defocused tail and nodded with tears.
She now has only one ghost, Bai Xianzi pats her shoulder and gives her silent encouragement. The wolf is also talking about it, and wants to open it a few times. Unfortunately, it has the lowest strength and can't help it at all. It is very stagnation.
"I went out with the silver fish, and with each other, I can't escape."
After all, Bai Xianzi had gone through two tricks under the savage savage of the Black Mist. Since it was possible to call the Black Fog singer into the illusion and deal with the drought, she still had some confidence.
Lin Luoran shook his head hard. "She has a strong mind and a strong sense of God. I don't know how much better than a bat. You have no chance of winning. You may even be restrained. Don't go."
Several phases have confirmed that the era of pseudo-virgins to the earth is the end of the flood season, and the body of the drought and flood has been won. It is possible that the bats and bats are far away, and the gods are powerful, and the bats may not catch up with the horses!
The white fairy knows the depth and does not insist. The small silver fish has broken away from the constraints of space under the eyes of Lin Luoran.
It was greeted by the cold, and the horror of Baojia.
The silver dragon suddenly popped up and saw the wind rising. Without the sword, it would be better in Baojia’s heart. Although huge, but the eyes of Yinlong are very gentle, there is no reason for Baojia to feel peace of mind.
"Come to me, I will take you away."
Yinlong bowed his head and waited for Baojia to hold Lin Luoran up. It changed direction and flew away. Although the speed was slower than bloody, it was good for lasting stability and did not require blood to consume.
The silver dragon left the two for a moment, and a red dress appeared on the snow.
The pseudo-virgin appeared in the same place and caught a blizzard.
"Changed the wind..."
Chasing in the direction of the silver dragonfly, the residual smell in the air became thinner, and the false saint stopped the pursuit.
She stood in the same place, and the gods extended like a spider web, which was much faster than her own speed!
She caught an abnormality and she left a mark of consciousness. She quickly confirmed the direction of preparation and chased it up.
............
Yinlong is not indifferent. It is really a fake saint who is too tight to let it out.
I don't know how long I have escaped. The snow and ice on the way has melted. It tells Bao Jia that Lin Luoran is now trapped in the knowledge of God, so that she will not be too worried.
Bao Jia held Lin Luoran in one hand, and the other hand firmly grasped the silver dragon horn. Seen all the way, the green hills are not too flat. The ice and snow are beginning to melt, and it seems that the animals and plants are unblocking. However, such a serious snowstorm, I am afraid that the flood will come, it is not optimistic.
Yinlong found a big river that began to melt ice, and he was a little happy.
The king of the aquarium is more powerful than the land in the water. Without the snow and ice of the evil door, some of the dragon's spells can also be made by the water.
Yinlong took Baojia and Lin Luoran to the bottom of the water, lurking in the depths of the river, slowly descending down.
A layer of soft power wrapped the two, and Bao Jia felt the looseness of the silver dragon and could not help but relax.
Under the sparkling water, the freshly thawed fish looked a bit dull. When the fatigue hit, Bao Jia felt sleepy for a moment.
Try to wake yourself up, or sleep unconsciously.
The gentle water film envelops Baojia and Lin Luoran. Yinlong puts the two on the bottom of the river, masking the two people's breath, and instead going upstream, going to the upper reaches of the river.
The sudden dragon atmosphere makes the pseudo-Saints a little strange, remembering the dragon tail that passed by before, it is estimated to be the same dragon.
Although I don't know how the dragons followed Lin Luoran to the Qingqiu world, the pseudo-saint and the sacred priests had a face-to-face, knowing that the silver dragon flower shelf was mostly, and looked at it, she did not fear, and chased it up at a faster speed.
She intercepted the silver dragon in the upper reaches of the river, accompanied by a trap that she had seen through.
The dark tide that flows under the calm river surface, if she gets water, it will be transformed into a murderous machine in an instant!
Some false saints want to laugh. For the use of mental power, she is too far away from the creatures on earth. Even the magic array is useless to her, let alone these "masking"?
The irony is that this is actually a "fake dragon"!
She can clearly see the real soul that doesn't fit well with the body. When it comes to occupying the human body, she has a wealth of experience that no one else can match.
The pseudo-virgin smiles contemptuously, letting the underwater murderous disregard, directly attacking with mental power, and it is necessary to force the body with the dragon body to be uncooperative - and then, naturally, it is swallowed up!
The spirit broke through the water, did not pick up a little bit of waves, but firmly locked the dragon body.
The small silver fish struggled again and again. In addition to their own spiritual strength, the pseudo-virgins also swallowed the power of Chiyou. The small silver fish was trapped in the dragon body and could not be fully displayed. Under the circumstance, the small silver fish was forced out of the dragon body by a hard life... Losing the dragon body shelter, but between a few breaths, it has to be as soft as Chiyou.
Repeatedly, the small silver fish was recovered by the beads with an irresistible force. The dragon corpse lost its support and returned to the white-white skeleton. It fell into the river water that surged in the tide and was suddenly submerged by the waves.
"It turns out you are hiding there!"
The pseudo-virgin descended down the river in the direction of the disappearance of the small silver fish, and found two people hiding underwater.
"Here, where can you escape?"
The two were pulled up from the water, and the pseudo-virgin palms burst out with a frosty flame, instantly wrapping the two.
When the soft water layer is evaporated, the two will be burned alive.
"Don't..."
Lin Luoran can clearly see everything happening outside in the space. In the Yuan Ying period, she already has the of the gods. The physical destruction is not without a life, but the Bao Jia of the knot period has no baby, neither The way to win, not to mention the transformation of the gods like Bai Xianzi, Bao Jia will die!
"Don't... don't die..."
Lin Luoran’s tears are incompetent, and nothing can be done about what happens outside the space.
She remembered that in the hospital that year, Bao Jia was also in front of her eyes, as a monk, she could not stop the loss of vitality of her friends. After hundreds of years, advanced Yuan Ying, she still has to watch Bao Jia die in front of her? !
"Let me go out, I want to go out!"
Lin Luoran tears around and tears, the dense fog on the edge of the space will gently rebound her, she knows that the space initiative to take her is to save her, but now she only thinks that space has become a cage for her, will let her It’s always separated from your best friends!
"Let me go out, I don't want beads."
The water layer is getting thinner and thinner, helpless and desperate, so that the Yuanshen, who is still very fragile in the early days of Yuan Ying, is very weak. There is no sense of survival, so that "Lin Luoran" will be blown away by the breeze at any time.
After three hundred years of practice, after many changes, the whereabouts of relatives are unknown, and even the best friends who have been hard-pressed have to be lost again? Monks have a hundred times more power than mortals, and they are constantly red, corresponding to a hundred times more emotional ups and downs than mortals. For the monks who pursue the heavens, this violent emotional ups and downs is precisely the most deadly.
She heard a heavy sigh in her, let her find the channel of venting grievances, no matter how loudly crying, the gods have no tears, the tears of screaming exhaustion are all by heart.
On the second floor of the cabin, the book of the "Avenue Book" on the table was sizzled by the wind, and some people sighed in the book:
"...It’s more self-willed than before."