Chapter 467: 阎王玄寂

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"You are talking about the handsome and untrained boy? Take him away, but we are the king of the king!"
The white ghost made his tongue lick his lips. "It is his honor to be taken away!"
"Because of our great King of the Supreme King, I saw him."
The pupil of the cold night suddenly shrank, and Sen's coziness filled his body: "What do you say...!"
The made a sneer, "What the fuss is doing? It can be seen by our king, but he is a great honor. What's more, even if you are in a hurry, what is the use? The king has taken him half an hour."
"I am afraid that the matter of the office has already been done, hahaha..."
"I killed you -!!" The cold night was swaying, and there was no sword in his hand, but he volleyed.
But let the black and white ghost make a big change, screaming and retreating.
Both of them have innate cultivation, and the exercises of the two are the same.
Cooperate with each other to achieve four times five times the power.
Ordinary even if the innate high-ranking people are in front of them, they only have the rest.
The two thought that they had to deal with a cold night, but it was a matter of hand.
Unexpectedly, after a few fights.
They feel the great fear of life being threatened.
After a quarter of an hour.
In the cold night, the neck of the was buckled, and the sword of the other hand died to the heart of the white ghost.
His eyes are as cold as hell.
It is very different from the appearance of his hippie smile on weekdays.
"Say, where is the shadow? How did you start with him? With his ability, how can you control him?"
The cold night at this time has slowly calmed down.
Even if the ghost city of Wang Xiu is inevitably high, who is the shadow?
It is a fairy from the cultivation of the mainland, and it is a leader who is looking up in the polar regions.
How could it be counted by a king in the theater?
"We are omnipotent!" The made a big sigh. "As long as it is what we want, I never get it."
"Yes, in the performance of the mainland, we are looking for the name of Wang Xuan, even more than the ghost emperor!"
The action of the cold night suddenly slammed, and the look on his face was shocked: "Xuan Mou?!"
"Yes, it is our great sorrowful king!"
"The shadow has fallen into the hands of our king, and it is impossible to retreat from the whole body! Hahaha, but this is not his creation? Maybe he is already obsessed with our king at this moment...

The hand of the sword holding the sword in the cold night bursts.
Xuan silence? Wang Jiangcheng is actually a mysterious person?
Is that the mystery that he knows?
If it is a mystery, that little shadow falls on his hand...
The hands of the cold night began to tremble slightly, and the fear and eagerness in the eyes almost overflowed.
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When the enchantment woke up, I only felt that I had no strength at all.
She wants to run the spiritual power of the body, but it seems that all the spiritual power seems to have been taken.
She frowned and turned and looked around, only to find that it was a strange stone room.
She can be sure that she has never been here before.
what happened? She is clearly picking the herbs that Miss Jun wants.
But suddenly I felt dizzy and then lost consciousness.
But how is this possible?
The drugs on the mainland of the military, it is reasonable to say that it is impossible for her to work.
The shadows struggled to get up, but after a long period of action, they could not lift their hands.