Plundering the Heavens

Fusu’s son saw the plane fast. He sensed the murderousness of Fang Xing’s body. When he saw it badly, he immediately walked away, which led to the fact that when the party mobilized the Buddhism, he was already able to pass the four hills. You can escape from the big battle.

However, his speed is fast, but the three beggars around him are not so fast!

The red bird had just been smashed into the shoes and socks by the big gold, and the shank was caught. This fashion is bloodless, and the shoes and socks are not worn. In this magical field, it is impossible to directly empt the air. When she flew, this kind of reason caused her to have a foot and her blood was not slow, and her speed slowed down. In this line of escape, she was the slowest and fell to the end.

At this time, Fang Xian’s first slingshot was aimed at her.

"Hey..."

When the projectile flew out, it was broken and turned into a divine light. In the twinkling of an eye, it has penetrated the chestnut belly of the Cardinal...

"The son... save me..."

The body of the red-crowned mad rushed suddenly tightened like a bow. The blood in the body flew away in the big hole between the chest and the abdomen. The weak body stagnate in the air for a while, then began to fly quickly. Falling down, and in the process, she used up the rest of her strength, facing the Fusu son in front, some desperately crying for help...

"Red child..."

The scream of desperation, alarmed the Huang Qier and Zi Zier in front, hurriedly stopped and turned to save.

"Nineteen, do you dare to kill me?"

Even the Fusu son stopped and was full of anger and asked with anger at the party.

"Don't dare, you are coming back, I am definitely not afraid!"

The square screamed in the mouth, and two stones hit it out.

"Whizzing!"

Huang Yuer and Zi Yaner were shocked and stunned, and they sacrificed the magic weapon to resist.

The Fusu son is even more annoyed, and the sword is soaring, almost turned into a sword cloud, and the rumbling is suspended above the head.

"Three little monks. I dare to marry my wife, I don't want to be a man today, I am not a man..."

The three lines of the square wounded the three scorpions, and the people swept their wings again. The dragon-shaped knives in the hands brought a fierce knife.

"Abandon the child! You dare to hurt us. The son of the son must break your body..."

The three scorpions were all wounded by the stone that was hit by the gods bow, but after all, the three of them were also repaired as non-weak, and the bow of the gods can only hurt their flesh and not damage the soul, but the three scorpions are still not dead. It was falling on a hillside, crowded in one place, and his expression was shocked and angry. He had already seen his killing from the madness of the party, and the anger of the moment threatened it...

"Why don't you look back and see where their son is?"

Fang Xing sneered and replied, waving the big knife in his hand.

The three turned their heads and found that the Fusu son had been pulled by Mo Zhen, but he did not turn back and quickly left.

"Nineteen, we...we are... after all..."

The departure of the Fusu son. Let Sanchao's heart cool for half a bit, Huang Qier of the yellow shirt swallowed his mouth and pleaded.

It’s a pity that where the party is in a mood to listen to them, he laughs and laughs: “The woman who won’t provoke me in the next life...”

"Hey!"

The murderous knife passed by, and the three beautiful heads flew in the air, and the blood sprayed out of the neck like a fountain.

"evil creature……"

The Fusu son, who had escaped far away, was stunned and stunned, and the breath of Sancha disappeared, and his anger was incomparably drunk.

"You can't escape!"

When you are drinking, you don’t have much to stop. Once the wings were on display, they once again chased up to Fusu. They even launched the free-spirited body and borrowed the power of the sword and the wings. Lightning is generally close to Fusu and Mo Zhen fairy...

"嗖嗖嗖"

Fusu Gongzi was so frightened that even if he had been suppressed by most of the mana and power at the time, but the secret story of Yuan Jia was a leisurely one, he was like a streamer, he was like swimming in the water, body The shape has a few minutes to show the appearance of the body, but the method of the body is not uncertain. The posture is like a fairy, and the Fusu son is shrinking into the inch, the shape is uncertain, and it is simple to describe. There is a silky fairy in the body of the gods, but there is something unspeakable in the body of the Fusu son. Dao Yun...

"The bastard, there is a kind of you don't run!"

The side of the line chased and screamed.

Fusu lived so big, why he was chased by people like this, only hate the moment of itching, tightly closed his mouth, burying his head and flying.

"Devil, you are so embarrassed, die in the morning and evening without a place to die..."

The swaying palace Mo Moxian fairy also opened at this time, and screamed.

Having said that, although Fang Xing has never paid any attention to her, this woman is also very angry at this time. As a woman who chooses to shake the palace, she is always on the high ground. Any strong enemy is calm and calm. Has the person chased so much? In particular, the person who chased her was actually scorned by her when she first met, and she decided that she was a "squatter" who could not be on the table!

"Oh, stinky, I dare to fart, you just yelled at me, right?"

As soon as Fang Xing heard the anger, "嗷嗷" called forward, but the distance between the two sides had already been opened. It was not easy for him to catch up before Mo Zhenxian and Fusu Gongzi escaped from the big battle. Fortunately, At this time, behind the "hoof hoof", it turned out that the green rushed up, this is now a golden hair, four hooves stepping on Jinyun, the speed is getting faster and faster, it seems that there is no upper limit...

"The master came up..."

The green cricket rushed far and yelled at the side.

Fang Xing was also happy to see it, shouting: "Good apprentice!"

Turned over the green scorpion, riding on the green scorpion to chase forward, this Qing 驴 is because of the opportunity given by the **** show small monk, there is a golden cloud gathering under the hoof, perhaps the initial speed is not fast, in the middle of the war, the change is also Not surprisingly, but when it ran, the speed would borrow the cloud, and it was getting faster and faster. Now its speed has already started, and it is several times faster than the square, such as lightning.

"Where to escape..."

Standing on the back of the square, wielding a big knife, the prestige is like a god.

"not good!"

Mo Zhenxianzi and Fusu Gongzi have already rushed to the edge of the Buddhism squad, but they watched the party line rushed up, and the back could even feel the sigh of his body. For a time, he dared not let him close, eager Turned over, Mo Zhenxian gave a bronze lamp, ignited a faint fire, illuminating a small world around him, and teaching people to lose their self.

And the Fusu son is eager to pick up the sword, above the head, showing a cloud, the sword inside the cloud...

It’s a pity that the party is more fierce than they are!

Under the rapid help of his own apprentice, the figure directly rushed into the air, and then the prestige, from the sky!

Under the bronze lamp, Qinghui condensed, and it radiated a touching light, which made people lose their minds.

Even at this time, the distance from the bronze lamp is still a little bit faint...

It is possible to swallow the Buddha fruit now, and it is like a world, to calm his mind, so that it can almost always be completely eroded by the magic illusion of a magical mind, even if it is this Baodu instigated him not to be half-divided, and he was directly smashed down by him. He grabbed the bronze lamp in his hand and then turned his back and took the Mo Zhen fairy out.

"Wow……"

Mo Zhenxianzi spouted fresh Xian, and plunged into the middle of a mountain peak, only two legs trembled outside.

Although not dead, it is also indescribable.

The Fusu son is even more miserable. In the face of his Jianyun, the party that borrowed the big squad of Buddhism didn’t even look at it. He grabbed the past directly, and “squeaky”, the sword cloud split, it was like It was as easy to tear a piece of white paper, and the palm of the square line passed directly through the Jianyun, and then it was firmly grasped on the arm of the Fusu son. When you force it, you must give him a hard time... ...

"puff……"

Fusu Gongzi knows that Fang Xing hates himself, where he dares to be pulled back by him, and bites his teeth and rushes outward.

Under the strength of the two men, the party’s arbitrage was fierce and ugly, and it contained a large force. He directly dragged down an arm of Fusu’s son and half of his body, bloody, unspeakable, and escaped. The scope of the Buddhism array...

"The bastard, don't run the game!"

Standing sideways, he stood in the Buddhism squad, pointing to the Fusu son and the Mo Zhen fairy.

"Little devil, you... you will die..."

The Fusu son and the Mo Zhen fairy were so embarrassed that the voice was trembled and the screaming screamed.

"I just must die, no matter what, you have the ability to come in and cut me..."

The party is arrogant and screaming.

"Devil's head, the speed is still my blue moonlight, or I will shake the palace and the Situ will not spare you!"

At this time, Mo Zhenxian was extremely embarrassed, but he still bit his teeth and drank to the side, and there was a twilight, which seemed to cause a great disaster.

"Let him come, take a photo!"

Fang Xingzhen is not in the eye, a world of my greatest appearance.

"Master, they are also injured anyway, go out and hack them!"

The Qing dynasty followed and saw that the two of them did not escape, they started to come and go out to pursue.

"No, go back, don't take a big step..."

The party stopped him, whispered, and then screamed at Fusu and Mo, until the two fell asleep.

"Little bandits, this time the trouble is a bit big..."

On the way back, I have already encountered the big Jinwu who came here. This is full of worry, but there is also some faint excitement: "The territory of the gods and the devils is all occupied by you, which means that the creation of heaven has not yet fallen. It has already fallen into our hands. This is tantamount to offending both sides. Oh, although I think it is very exciting, but the trouble is also big, I am afraid that the ancestors of the gods and the devils are even The saints can't sit still, what do you think?"

For this doubt, Fang Fang just frowned and said: "Whoever has a temper, who still manages so much..." (To be continued.)

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