The Villain’s White Lotus Halo

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A thousand miles away, the western suburb of Tai'an City.

A battle has been carried out here, both sides have been seriously injured, and finally went to the end of the mountain.

After the magical cross, the wild grass of the wilderness was burned by the fire, and there was no snow in the radius of ten miles.

Liu Bull Frost repairs the body exercises, the body is comparable to the steel bars. But at this time, it was blood, and the right hand that used to punch out was hanging on the side of the body. From the five fingers to the lower arm, the bones were broken and the blood smashed down like a creek.

Her eyes are still calm and her look is no different. The left hand clasped a dagger, the crossbar was in front of the body, and the fingertips were slightly white.

Yuzhan's eyebrows look much better, but the low-hanging wide sleeves are broken, revealing a clean and white arm. The pale, snowy face of the year, because of the turbulence of blood, it is unnatural red.

The two have gone from far attack to melee. At this time, the distance is very close. The white eyebrows of Yu Zhan are wrapped around the dagger of Liu Tushuang and compete with the real yuan on the blade.

Suddenly, her heart felt a little, and she looked up and looked at the sky in the east.

I saw a light shining through the distant night sky, and the arc turned round, like a meteor falling to the ground.

Of course, she knows where the spark has fallen, and she has also sensed the changes in the Golden Palace and the Spirit.

After a moment of surprise and suspicion, unbelievable, the eyes ignited in the fire, and the sky was full of anger, burning her whole people bright.

Juggernaut is no longer in the world, who has this ability in the world, can shake the spirit of Xuefeng with a sword? !

Who can? Who dares!

The violent magic revolves up the scorched earth, and she is swaying in the wind, and her hair and white dress are flying freely.

"Oh--"

The number of white fractures was cut, and the pieces of the dagger were broken.

Liu Bull Frost was shaken three feet away, fell to sit on the ground, and his mouth continued to overflow with blood.

The mighty magical pressure made her unable to get up. She looked up and saw the jade eyebrows step by step. The look of indifference was better than before. "You can't beat me if you close the life and death, I am right."

The rest of the white is in her hands, like a knife.

She stood in front of Liu Yushuang, and looked down at the opponent who was hurting her. The anger in his eyes gradually dissipated and calmed down.

"Do you know, I have thought about it before, if you die in your hands, there is nothing unwilling. Unfortunately, you are too weak... I will give you a corpse, where do you want to go back?"

It is not a mockery of irony. This sentence is very serious.

Liu Bull Frost couldn't move a finger at this time, but the severe pain made her mind clear. And clearly know that Yu Zhan will kill her and her hands will not shake.

So she answered seriously, "Yu Yashan, Yan Huafeng, from the mountain road, the second yard in the east is mine."

Yu Zhan nodded, "I remember. If there is nowhere?"

Tonight, Yu Shi and Jun Jun are on the battlefield, they all know and can feel it.

"I believe in the master..." She looked at the look of the eyebrows and added, "If it's gone, it won't be used anywhere. It's good here."

Why do you need to bury the bones?

Yu Zhan suddenly wanted to ask her ‘Don’t you ever think about going back to Donglu? Have you ever thought about going back to Qiuliang Town? ’, I feel that it doesn’t make sense to ask. When they were young, their experience of killing on the snowfield was only a brief moment in the long practice years.

I have long known that there will be life and death in one day, and this scene has been conceived countless times. There is still a faint wave of heart that flies, and it is like an illusion.

Jade exhibition eyebrows raised his hand, five fingers slender, pressed against the shoulders of Liu Yu.

Therefore, it is better than the cold and cold of snow and ice, from the shoulder blade to the whole body, the pain of the internal organs is replaced by cold bones. The woman’s voice is close at hand, gentle and feminine like a spring breeze.

"Is there anything to say?"

Liu Bull Frost looked at her, her teeth trembled, and her voice was inaudible. "No."

"I have something to say!--"

The change is steep, and a sigh of energy breaks the silence of the wilderness and penetrates the wind.

Yu Zhan's eyebrows were suddenly clenched in the left hand of Liu Yushou's shoulder, and he raised his eyes and hit his hand to the sky.

The magical space collided with the gusty wind, and the shadow of the sky that was approaching in the sky was narrowed without any warning. In the blink of an eye, it fell lightly over ten feet.

Yu Zhan looked at his eyebrows and saw a young man dressed in gold armor, standing on the side of a white crane, a blue bird.

Or shouldn't it be a bird.

The green feathers are red, the wings are squally, and the breath is the fire - the blue wing.

The identity of the person is clear.

Liu Bull Frost can't look back at this time, and he doesn't have to look back. He knows who is standing behind him. But this time he should not come here.

She couldn't help but sigh. After inheriting the sect, how can she do things with the same mind as before?

The vibration of the earth is far and near, the smoke is in the distance, and the horseshoe is like a thunder.

The shadows in the dark are gathered in all directions, and the tide is unstoppable. And because the youth quickly stopped a gesture.

The army has rushed to the battlefields of the Central and South China Seas. The emperor’s guards came here.

The qualifications of the one-of-a-kind practice from the childhood training siege battle, the assembly of the rune engraved with the mysterious iron armor, mixed horses of different animal origins, and the death of the king at any time, depending on the absolute loyalty of responsibility and honor above life.

Thousands of rides around the wilderness.

The young man in the armored gold smiled and couldn’t see the look under the night, but he could feel his body full of breath and his posture relaxed.

He said, "I am willing to talk about the palace owner?"

********

It seems that it has been a long time, and it seems to be only a must.

Yin Yin was waking up from an empty space, and the familiarity of his heart faded. It was followed by a forced urging of Lin Yuanjian’s blood, tingling pain, dizziness, and earth moving mountains. Shake the crisis.

He is strong in propagating the senses of the gods. At this time, the first avalanche has passed, and the house towers under the snow peaks have been buried. A few of the masters who have been superbly repaired have escaped to the birth of the snowy days. The vibration of the pulse has not been completely eliminated, and there is always the possibility of a second avalanche.

It is not these that really make Yin Yin more worried, but the brothers are gone. Not only did the gods know that there was no trace, even the weak connection between him and his brother, because of the double repairs, was completely broken.

The sea violently fluctuated, and I saw that the 濯 渊 的 濯 濯 濯 濯 濯 濯 濯 濯 濯 濯 濯 濯 濯 濯 濯 濯 濯 濯 濯 濯 濯 濯 濯 濯 濯 濯 濯 濯 濯 濯 濯

The red-faced devil's mouth is slightly hooked, revealing a malicious smile.

Then jumped and jumped off the abyss.

The more Yin Yin in this eye is simply to blow up.

When you mention the real yuan, you will go to the abyss, and the mountain will be urged to the fastest, almost the afterimage.

Brother! I know that you also jumped!

Yin Yin went to the Golden Palace, and the shock of the pulse began to contain a second avalanche. The thunderous sound of the flood echoed behind him. He doesn't look back, the sword is in his hand, straight ahead!

In the sharp scream of tearing the air, the snow and snow retreat, and a nearly vacuum passage was taken in front of him, so that he could not go to the edge of the star.

A battle has been experienced around the abyss, and the remaining real and magical interests are still being hedged. The sound of the wind has calmed down, and the sliding of the snow body seems to be blocked by the invisible force. Yin Yue feels a very uncomfortable coldness.

There is a spirit in the heavens and the earth, and the air and the machine are in a cycle of life and death. However, there is no life here, it is the death and suffocation of silence.

The wind and snow can't enter, and God can't find it. The most terrible thing is the unknown.

The abyss, like the ancient behemoths, opened their mouths and couldn’t wait to choose someone, but they waited patiently with patience.

Yin Yi went over with a sword and then jumped down.

The brothers are not aware of life and death below. This kind of thing has no choice at all.

The wind whistling in the ear, the cold air of the tide surged over the top of the head. There is a strong suction in the abyss, and it is impossible to fight against it.

The speed of falling can't be controlled, and the sense of weight loss causes the illusion of suffocation, which is the most panic.

He was inexplicably reminded of the autumn windy night, Master took advantage of himself to jump from the cloud and laughed and said, "Isn't it exciting? You see, life is a surprise!"

The suction is weakened, and the solid land is touched under the foot. It is clearly a very fast falling speed, and it is still silent when it reaches the bottom. The dead air that condenses into the essence is accompanied by the yin wind, which is like a ghost.

The boundless magic.

Yin Yin smiled more. Really exciting.

Linyuan swords and evil spirits, the world is the first bright, why have you avoided?

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Since seeing the fragments of the projections of the future destiny in the Buddhist temple, Luo Mingchuan felt that he and Yu Xingyuan had a subtle involvement. Later, he practiced the Tianluo nine-turn and unblocked the cultivation of the concept. He even saw and felt the abyss more than once.

It seems that it is destined to be in the dark, and the abyss has been waiting for him.

There is life and death, there is light and shadow, there is no absolute saint or gentleman. And the dead end of the world, the darkest abyss, like his dark side.

Luo Mingchuan once rejected this doom, resisted this involvement, and eventually came here. At this time he walked under the abyss and did not feel strange.

Tian Luo nine turns to self-work, his color is like ink, and the blood is slightly red in the depths.

The demon has no intellect, but only the instinct to avoid disadvantages. This kind of special pressure is their deepest fear. Even if they smell the flesh and blood, they dare not come forward.

But Luo Mingchuan still feels something less.