: 939, who controls this all around

The fog is nodding, and the speed of this wood is also very fast. After being separated from everyone, his ability should be unreserved and more outstanding.
Speaking of the wish given by Xing Yun Shen, she also has a chance to use it! For a while she remembered to use it.
The two walked for a while, and finally Wood Yan found the monument of God in the heart of a dead tree.
The two quickly left the gods and left.
Similar to the fog, I went to the new holy mountain, and she was separated from Muyan again.
This time, the she went to the desert again, she really did not understand why there are so many deserts on the road of sacred refining.
After two steps, she found a difference. This desert is different from the ones that have passed before. The desert under the feet is cold and cold, completely different from the previous heat.
She looked carefully and found that it was not a trap, and the sand under her feet was real, but the cold desert? This seems a bit strange.
She walked forward for a while and soon found a different place. She found that her whole person was suddenly groggy, and the spiritual power seemed to be frozen by the smoothie.
She slammed her hand hard and tried to restore her mind.
Because of the previous nine-leaf dragon flower, she now hates to encounter these strange deserts.
Walking for a while, a cold wind blew, and the music sounded in the desert.
Mingwuyan is not good for the whole person. This music is rushing, and sometimes it is like a weapon piercing into the human body. Sometimes it feels like it is flooded and unspeakable.
This was second, and soon she discovered that it was not only the assassination of the Sanskrit, but the rush of music was approaching her with a powerful force of destruction.
Mingwuyan wanted to escape, but found that the entire sacred mountain was shrouded in the power of this assassination, she could not escape.
Just as she avoided it with the sound of the gods, the chain of the spirits in her hand suddenly broke into pieces, and the heart of the bright fog suddenly became like an ice needle, which hurt her directly. Ground.
She intuitively touched her own hand, and attached Lingzhu was a gift to hang herself at night. Not only could she block some of the Van Gogh assassinations for herself, but also the power of the night god. If this thing is ruined, will it affect the night hang? ?
Still too late to think more, the higher level of the gods of assassination shines directly to the face of the bright fog.
Mingwuyan looked at the sacred assassination of this sky, but fortunately fell to the ground, shunned the attack in danger, and then summoned his own piano, trying to clear these gods assassination.
However, this time I don’t know what is going on. The effect of her removal is not good. After her god’s voice is used, the effectiveness is actually halved, and it is impossible to stop the assassination.
The assassination of the gods in the ear is getting stronger and stronger, and the sullenness that appears everywhere makes a piece of invisible blade, and the sly slashing toward the bright fog...
When Ms. Yan’s efforts to resist, the colorful Shenyan earrings on her ear suddenly swayed gently, and a beautiful colorful smoke surrounded her, forming a colorful protective space...
For a time, the surrounding area of ​​Mingwuyan was quiet, and the assassination of the indescribable voice of the soul that hit her soul was also stopped.
However, as well as the murderousness of that Tao Tian, ​​she first felt the power of the assassination of the gods.
She raised her hand and stroked her left ear. The colorful smoke was slightly warm, and the sound of the assassination of this did not really stop.
Her hand pressed on her chest, healed his body with medical power, and cleared the ice in his body...
In a short while, she took out a solid ice needle from her heart...
Looking at this ice needle with chill and no ice, her eyes were dangerously smashed.
If it wasn't for the immortality that I had obtained in the fairyland's secret environment, I suddenly moved to my heart position and protected my heart and soul. At this moment, I am afraid I am already dead.
In the end, who is actually able to use the Shenyin assassination to use the cold ice needle for himself.
At the same time, on the side of the ridiculous moon, the red devil who saw this scene is also dangerous to squint his eyes and chill the ice needle?
"It's pretty cold, it seems that there are many people who pay attention to this road of sacred refining!" The Red Devil looked at the coldness of the cold body.
It was only after the coldness came back from the Temple of the Three Realms. I didn’t expect that there were people in the Three Kingdoms.
Xue Yihan’s eyes looked at the dragon and the gossip, and there was some worry in his heart.
"It seems that I have to go to the Star River early in time." Xue Yihan thought thoughtfully.
Perhaps because the chaos baby experience is much faster, this last three levels, and the next search for the gates of the astral will be more difficult.
"I am going with you." The Red Devil went to the table and took the dragon and gossip disk, ready to take it with him.
Xue Yihan nodded and did not say anything else.
"Boss, let's go too." Blue Soul and White Silent, they also immediately expressed their desire to go together.
Xue Yihan glanced at them and said, "You are all in your own duties, and you will be notified of something."
"Yes." A few people did not dare to speak again, although they actually wanted to pay more attention to Yan Yantou's road in the holy refining.
On the side of the Brahma sacred scene, it took a long time for Mingwuyan to repair his body. Seeing the colorful smog and protecting his own light has become weaker and weaker. She knows that she will not take the initiative any more, when she is colorful. When the smoke is destroyed like the spirit of the bead chain, it will be fierce.
Thinking of this, she took out the Shenqin again, because of the restoration of spiritual power, her voiceless voice had a distant and mysterious note when it was just released.
Because she didn't know where the enemy was, she could only narrow the scope as much as possible. Therefore, she used the seven passions that she did not use at all, and began to mobilize the seven emotions.
Originally, these seven love songs were made to give the alchemy a special emotion, but it is also very useful for her to use it in the sound.
At first, she didn't notice any volatility around her. She was still confused. It was difficult. No one in the vicinity is manipulating this.
Do you think more about yourself?
However, if no one is manipulating, how can the cold and cold ice needle penetrate into his heart so accurately?
In order to confirm her own guess, she began to try to use the sound of the piano and the power of Xianyin to arrange...
The formation method has not yet formed, she feels that there is a mysterious force trying to devour her voice, the other god's temperament is quite large, far more than her own strength.
Ming Mist Yan knows that this will not work, so simply use your spiritual power to draw your fingertips out of the blood...
The blood flowed down the strings to the strings of the fingers, and the pale blue strings suddenly turned into a thrilling red awn, and the sorrowful sorrows filled with the seven emotions.