: Can not bear to look

"It's not good! This refining body is successful. The degree of refining is God level. My refining level is very low. It is definitely not an opponent in the endless bones."
Just in the battle, the advantage of the cold, the use of the feather-level gun did not pierce the skin of the nightingale, so know that the nightingale is a savvy madman.
Seeing the nightingale madly attacking, the cold thousand autumn sucked a cold breath, and quickly ran to the other side of the hillside, where he could not use the spirit of God, he could not fly.
"Want to run, run you? If you are not shameless, if you are looking back, how can Laozi fall here? Leading to Dongfu can't go, family can't save!"
Today, the wind and water turns.
Seeing the cold and wanting to run, the night sneer, a smooth shuttle in the wind.
"How come so fast..."
The distance between the two is getting closer and closer. For the first time in his life, Leng Qianqiu felt regret and thought that he would not kill anything at the time.
As for what it is like now!
Falling to the endless bones is not, but also by a lower feather god, like chasing prey, like jumping up and down.
"This... what is this!"
Originally, there were some cold thousand autumns that couldn’t hold back the evil spirits. Suddenly, he found a black wind column with a tornado in front of him. The black wind column was straight through, and the diameter could be tens of thousands of miles.
Gives a sense of violent ruin.
"This black wind column is terrible! Even if it is God, I am afraid it is unbearable! There are pursuers behind, what should I do?"
A look of cold and cold, staying at the foot of the mountain, I do not know what to do.
"What are you running? When you are in the law enforcement team, are you not a cow?"
Catching up with the nightingale, it’s not a problem. It’s a mouth, and it’s going to fly out.
In the face of absolute physical strength, there is no such thing as the resistance of the cold and the autumn, and there is no magical spirit to inspire the defensive vestment, only the face can be hard against the night palm.
"Oh!" Under the crack of the sound, a few feminine faces on the cold, and suddenly a red palm print.
"just kill me!"
The cold and squatting on the ground, even the thoughts of getting up, did not wait quietly, he knew that everything was in vain now.
"You want to die, then I will fulfill you!"
Although the cold hatred of the cold, but the nightingale did not afflict people's hobbies, ready to directly kill them.
As the status of Haibei City, second only to the five major gods, one of the top five law enforcement captains, Gao Qianqiu is absolutely a shame if he is killed.
"Stop! From now on, you two are my slaves! Don't kill each other."
The nightingale just started, but it didn't work hard. There was a rough snoring in the foothills.
This voice, a little alarming power, the nightingale immediately.
"Is there a chance to live?" No one wants to die if he can survive. He has already accepted his life, and there is a hint of joy in his throat.
Isn't it a slave, it's better than killing yourself!
"What is this look?"
Looking at the nightingale at the foothills, it’s a weird martyr.
The nightingale found that standing in the foothills was a strong monk with a naked upper body and a tiger skin around his waist.
This sturdy monk, a rock-like muscle, is the strongest of the refining body. His gaze is only a glance at the nightingale, and he greedily stares at the cold.
Looking at the cold eyes is like finding something treasure.
"..."
After a while, I found that the eyes of a strong man repaired, more and more evil, cold and can not help but shudder, a little traced in my heart.
"I am in a good mood today, you can roll! But he is mine!"
The sturdy monk who swallowed a slobber, screamed at the night, went straight to the cold.
"You... don't come over..."
It’s the coldness of the red cheeks of the night, and I’ve seen the taste of me.
"I really can't bear to look straight!"
I could have imagined what was going to happen, and I couldn’t help but shudder and shouted: "Just blame you for being beautiful!"
"Kill me, please kill me!"
Seeing the nightingale turned and went away, the greedy and sturdy monk was getting closer and closer, and the cold Qianqiu shouted in a trembling tone.
"His refining level is the median level of feathers. I am not an opponent. You will enjoy the feeling of being a feathered god!"
What is going to happen, the taste is too heavy, the nightingale did not hesitate, and walked quickly to the distance.
It may be that the discovery of the cold Qianqiu is actually a "destruction of the country", a master of the master, shouting kindly: "Going forward along the edge of the mountain, you can see the monk city pool five million miles away."
"Thanks!"
The nightingale, where there is no place to go, is far back, and it is going in the direction of the masters.
After walking about twenty miles in the distance, the nightingale suddenly heard a shrill scream.
"..."
The nightingale shrugs silently, and the heart is for the monks, I am afraid this is more terrible than the soul!

Is this the monk city in the endless bones?

Going to the position reminded by the masters of the masters, the nightingale did not see any city, and the ground was full of raging winds.
However, looking at it, you can see a winding valley in the valley opposite the wind column, hundreds of thousands of miles away. It seems that some buildings can be seen in the valley.
Unable to use the power of the soul to explore, the nightingale can only be a heart, rushing toward the raging fanatics.
The time left for him was less than two years after the full play, and there was no room for hesitation.
"Oh! This wind is even more terrifying than the attack of God."
The wind column is not needed, even if it is unbearable to the gods, the nightingale that shuttles among them is only scratched by the wind between the wind pillars, and there is a feeling that the body will be torn.
Soon, his body was marked with blood marks and looked very embarrassing.
"But it's okay! Not far from the distance, the speed of the wind column is not fast."
Fortunately for the night, the speed of the wind column is not fast, he can escape without too much effort.
"Hey, hey."
But at this moment, on the red-brown ground between the wind pillars, a cockroach suddenly burst out.
This embarrassment is a human type, huge in size, almost ten times as tall as an ordinary person, holding a bone knife that is about the same size as its body.
After drilling out from the ground, it hesitated a little, and cut it over.
"Boom!"
After a knife slashed, the nightingale strove to escape, but this jump, jumping to a position very close to the wind column, he quickly ran towards a relatively safe position.
In this horrible wind column, the nightingale does not want to stalemate with the shackles, ready to quickly rush out of this wind column area.
But on the ground, there are all kinds of ripples.
Humanoid, there is a monster-type, each pair is very huge, and the attack power is amazing, not inferior to the general feather god.
It didn't take long for the nightingale to be completely sealed.