Nine Cents Refining

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Huge sounds, the fire of the sky.

It was enough to reflect the red light of the whole sky, awakened the dying summer rain, and woke up five people who were confused and fascinated by Jin Dan.

After waking up, the entrance is a scene of violent extremes.

In the air, the fire is continuous, and the blood is bursting.

Below, Sun Hao's body is like a duckweed floating in the wind.

At this time, Sun Hao, the state is obviously wrong, his face is sullen, his eyes are unconsciously leaving a pair of tears, but there is no defense, let the air wave impact his body.

Gong Xiaozu looked at Sun Hao’s shoulder and couldn’t help but think of the days on Daye Island. At that time, I didn’t know that the small fire was swallowing the sky. When I became an ordinary little beast, I lived happily and carefreely. After a few happy hours, but now...

A glimpse of the heart, Gong Xiaozuo could not help but scream: "Small fire..."

The Jindan people were in a sorrowful heart, and another companion, all the way ups and downs, succumbing to the burial of the market, the companions who had been killed here, fell into the burial of the sky, but it became the pain of everyone’s heart forever.

The dog is grazing on the ground, and there is no such thing as the past, hahaha, in the eyes of the dog, tearful eyes: "Big sister, how can you do this, how can you do this..."

In Sun Hao’s heart, the most sorrowful, there is a kind of sorrow that is greater than the sorrow of the heart and death.

As the body explodes, it is pushed far away. If it is not a gold warship itself, Sun Hao, who may not have defense, has been seriously injured by the explosion.

At this time, Sun Hao, in his mind, knew the scene of the small fire and quickly rose to his mind.

The encounter of Ji Yanshan, the life-saving grace of the soul forest, the dust of Wangcun is old, the invincible fire is inseparable, the life of the abyss of the fire is far from death, and the life is changed...

The small fire is ordinary, even if it is a change of life. After the achievements of the blood, still ordinary, strong rats have no heart, and they have forced her to leave to progress. To adapt, to work hard, but the small fire is always a small fire without aspirations.

Just follow your own good fire.

After coming to the funeral market, the ordinary small fires often performed poorly, making them a little worried. It’s also a bit angry.

But the small fire is always a small fire, an ordinary small fire, deliberately letting herself help her catch the scorpion, thinking that she does not know, in fact, I also understand that the scorpion will not appear so just right.

Ordinary small fire, perhaps timid, perhaps weak, but. But there is no shortage of courage between life and death.

The coffin nails that suffocated and suffocated were not easy to swallow. She should know, but she showed her powerful phagocytosis and swallowed it.

What it means to blew, she should know, but she did it without hesitation.

The reason, Sun Hao naturally understands that she is using her life to win time for Sun Hao and strive for the time to return to Pluto.

Yes, time is up.

Swallowing. Not only has there is a huge explosive force, but there is also a big fire in the sky.

However, time is up. Sun Hao’s heart is not a little bit interesting, even at this moment, Sun Hao is willing to not enter the funeral market.

Even at this moment, Sun Hao would rather not be a monk. I am willing to be as old as my sister Wang Qiong, and I will go old, as long as the fire is fine.

At this moment, Sun Hao suddenly felt that ordinary is not necessarily bad, plain is not necessarily bad, ordinary people are true.

What responsibility and what obligation are not important.

What burden can be thrown.

The small fire that has been together for more than a hundred years has left. Sun Hao suddenly discovered that he is confused and cultivated. Is it really important?

A faint sorrow, how can it be such a heartbreaking pain.

Sun Hao, who is drifting along with the flow, is obviously in a wrong state.

Jin Danzhen people looked at each other, and in the eyes, they flashed a sorrow, but they flashed their worries.

The enemy has not gone, Sun Hao needs to cheer up as soon as possible, or else, once the charm of the re-enchantment, not only the King of the King can not be returned, everyone will eventually be wiped out.

Difficultly, the red scorpion ice gun was pulled out from his abdomen.

Xia Qingyu still lie on the ground, struggling a few times, can not climb, the cold voice, revealing the ambition of the sigh: "Agarwood, the enemy is currently, when the immediate rejuvenation, whether the Pluto can return to the place, all in Your hand..."

Sun Hao’s demeanor is a bit stunned, and it seems to be a bit disgusting to return: “Is it important? Is it important? Is everything really important?”

Xia Qingyu’s face was sorrowful, but the voice was even cooler: “He has never died since ancient times, and he will take Dan’s heart to his descendants, Shen Xiang, don’t let the fire disappoint, don’t let the sacrifice of the small fire become awkward...”

Xuanyuan Red at this time, long said: "Hao, man, husband, tired, just take a break, that is nothing, but, Hao, small fire bones are not cold, the soul is destroyed, at this moment, you should be revenge for her snow hate is ""

Xuanyuan Red and Sun Haoxin have a heart and soul.

Sun Hao was so sad that she felt the same, but she also knew that at this moment, in the heart of Sun Hao, while there was deep sorrow, there was still a lot of unwillingness, and he was unwilling to fall down on the fire.

Know the Sun Hao, Mo Xuan Xuan Hong.

Xuanyuan red words are finished.

Sun Hao’s drifting body suddenly stopped in the air. Then, Sun Hao said to himself: “Yes, revenge, I want revenge, Luo charm, I will not die with you, ah...”

On his body, Jin Hao is in the air, and he is shouting in the sky.

The sound of the tsunami has been long-lasting.

In the long whistle, Sun Hao’s warfare has risen steadily.

In the long whistling sound, Sun Hao has a boundless fighting spirit of eagerness and enmity.

Single 涫涫 辕 辕 竖 red vertical thumbs.

Gong Xiaolu asked a little strangely: "Is it crazy, how can you not return to Pluto, why is he doing this?"

At this time, Sun Hao, floating in the air, must be angry with Zhang, fighting high spirits, but actually did not take the opportunity to repair the Pluto paste, his eyes stunned, eyes looking ahead of the blood, fighting spirits continue to improve, the war is infinitely rising.

Xuanyuan Red shook his small head and said with a little worry: "I don't know what he is doing, we still try our best to prepare for it."

Between the talks, Xuanyuanhong and other Jindan swallowed Ling Dan, squatting up and sitting cross-legged, trying hard to restore a little strength, I hope that at his crucial moment, I can help Sun Hao.

In the sound of Sun Hao’s whistling, the blood rain in the air gradually formed again.

Luo charm giggling laughter again: "Giggle, violent swallowing, strong self-explosive, agarwood boy, why don't you take the opportunity to return to the prince plaque? Giggle, swallow the flesh and blood, swallow the soul, but it is life Accepted, the taste is good, hey, actually one less soul, Aquilaria, you are not a ghost, ah... I will not let you go..."

Sun Hao’s heart was slightly moved, and the gods swept away and found that in his own knowledge, the virtual shadow of the small fire was still there, but it was dull and dull, almost transparent.

Not too late to think, Sun Hao has been completely swallowed by the words of Luo Mei, swallowing the soul of the gods to irritate.

Angry and laughing: "Ha ha ha, ha ha ha, good one will not let me go, each other, Luo Laomo, today, you and I will not die, come out, fight the sky..."

The gods know the movement, know the sea, and the sticks slowly rise to the sea.

However, in the knowledge of God, the plain voice of Qinglao passed over: "Xiaohao, don't use this stick. At present, your strength is insufficient. The counter-attack after using the stick will exceed your imagination."

Sun Hao said in his heart, "I know, Master, you will let me be willful once, don't stop me."

The old man sighed and stopped talking.

Sun Hao’s knowledge of the gods reminds me that the sticks of the sky are completely out of the sea, and the light shines. In an instant, Sun Hao knows the sea and a golden light flashes.

Sun Hao was in the right hand and a golden long stick appeared in his hand.

When the long stick came out, Sun Hao seemed to become a fighting **** in an instant, and the boundless fighting consciousness was filled in the space. Several beautiful women who were deeply rooted in Sun Hao’s feelings, looking at Sun Hao at this time, only felt that they saw one The **** of war.

In the air, Sun Hao’s golden long stick slowly pointed to the **** body of Luo’s charm, and he said firmly: “Luo charm, today, I want to take your soul, pay a small fire, in Tianyingling...”

After that, Yang Tianxiaoxiao: " Fighting for thousands of miles, eating me a stick."

The moment when the golden stick was shot, the moment when Sun Hao’s infinite fighting spirit climbed up, in the enchantment of the enchantment, there was a sense of boundless horror, and a fear of facing the enemy rushed into the heart.

The word "Double" on the golden glitter stick makes him feel unmatched.

Agarwood, this is a strange stick, how can it be like a power?

The heart is broken, not waiting for Sun Hao to do it. For the first time, Luo Mei escapes without fighting. The blood-colored body is like running water, and it is quickly overlooking. A **** technique is extremely fast.

Behind it, Sun Hao’s long whistling sound came over.

Fighting for miles.

Sun Hao’s wrists trembled, and the golden sticks rose, and they slammed forward and slammed in the direction of Luo’s charm.

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Then, Sun Hao’s infinite fighting spirit with his determination to take Sun Hao’s victory, with Sun Hao’s willingness to avenge his blood for a small fire, slammed on the stick.

The stick that the stick of the sky sticks rises with the wind, and the golden light is shining in the sky. A huge beam of light is like a huge golden light column in the shape of a thousand-fold multiplication of the stick, and with the squatting action of the stick, Rushed out.

Seeing the light beam in the shape of this stick, all the monks have their thoughts that they can't resist, and the heart is even more shocking. Is this the strongest attack form of Aquilaria?

Fighting for thousands of miles, almost instantly, all the monks remembered, the momentum is too stunned, the general monk, afraid that it is not necessarily able to withstand such a powerful golden light beam.

The light column is more than two hundred feet long, and it stands straight in the sky. The speed is extremely fast. It goes to Luomei. When it passes, the ground is drawn with a deep groove. The space seems to be cut off. Everything in front of the light column is under the light column and turned into nothingness.

Fighting for thousands of miles, a thousand miles of land, can be compared. (To be continued.)