Unparalleled Emperor

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Gently whispering, let the face of Dao Ling be amazed, is this person, knowing that the sword is not broken?

The origin of the broken sword is very mysterious. He got it from the tenth floor of the psychic tower. Later, he encountered some opportunities and found the follow-up blade to complete the six, but he felt that there should be more behind!

Now that the broken sword has been able to play the power of the holy soldiers, I really can't imagine how strong this sword will be in the heyday!

The eyes of Dao Ling looked at the woman in white. He didn't dare to speak. This person is very strong. His heart is quiet and he holds the yuan.

He knows some terrible characters and can see his inner thoughts. This person is similar to Qinglian!

"Do you want to wake me up?"

The white woman has a fairy bone, and her smooth, white palm strokes the sword and sighs:

"There is a body, but there is no spirit."

She looked up at the sky and screamed at the traces of the years:

"It seems that I was born in advance, and I don't know if it is right or wrong. It is estimated that it will change."

Then, her eyes fell on the body of Dao Ling, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she looked at the coffin shrinking her small head. She looked at the sword again and muttered to herself:

"This combination..."

The broken sword was thrown out by her, and Dao Ling quickly picked it up, and the heart hanging in her heart was put down. She should not take away the broken sword.

When I saw the white woman coming, the heart of the tomb jumped, the woman was beautiful, but the stunning Yan Rong was filled with the vicissitudes of the years, which made people feel uneasy.

"Predecessor?"

Dao Ling looked at him in front of him, and the other side glanced at his appearance with Gubo’s unspeakable eyes. His throat could not help but roll.

"You are the first generation of the original Eucharist?"

She spoke up, not the majesty of the Taoist imagination, and the tone was very gentle.

"I don't have any cloak in my eyes?"

There is a sense of frustration in the heart of Dao Ling, and honestly replied:

"I don't know, I don't know much about this physique."

"I don't know if you are lucky or unfortunate."

She muttered to herself, and the traces of the years were even heavier. It seemed to be reminiscing about past events.

"what do you mean?"

Dao Ling could not understand her words.

Then he responded to him very terrible. Her crystal white palms stretched out and slammed on the chest of Dao Ling.

"what!"

The mausoleum was miserable, and it felt an unusually horrible force on the chest, and this force burst through the whole body at a terrible speed.

Even the bones, the organs, and the blood were shaken by this attack. This is an extremely delicate and horrible force. The road to the mouth of the tomb is coughing up and flying out.

The Dao Ling was beaten by this, and he was shaking all over his body. He felt that if he had to get the Supreme Blood, the blow was blown by her!

"what are you doing?"

Dao Ling was furious, and he couldn’t figure out what nerves had been made by a woman who had just been good, and even beat herself.

The words just fell, the white woman’s body appeared strangely in front of him, and a jade hand was sticking to the shoulder of the Tao, which was the horrible power that broke out again in the palm of the hand. The bones are humming, the muscles are shaking, and the blood is boiling.

He was miserable. He felt that there were countless giant hammers in his body, and his skin was bleeding, his bones were cracked, and the whole person was shaken.

"Roar!"

The coffin was furious, and the big eyes of the ruby ​​were erected. It rushed up and opened his mouth to reveal the crystal of the berets biting into the neck of the white jade woman.

The woman's movements don't look particularly fast, but they are unusually strange. The palms appear very flat in front of the coffin's head and are killed on its frontal bone.

"Oh..." The coffin yelled and screamed, and the little paws licked the **** head and shivered, exactly the same as the attack on Dao Ling.

"Oh, you give me a hand!"

The mausoleum is arrogant, the whole body is soaring, the blood is madly rolling, and the fist is blasting to the head of the white woman.

"Hey!"

The coffin also screamed, its tail swayed, and stood up at once, like a sword standing in the air, bursting out a sword and swaying into the white woman.

Dao Ling’s fist is fierce, but it’s a pity that it’s useless when facing a woman in white. She stretches out a jade finger and points to the fist of Dao Ling.

"what!"

The tomb was trembling, as if it was hit by several lightning bolts, and suddenly it was lying on the ground, the mouth of the skin cracked bigger, and it was constantly bleeding.

The coffin's swordsman came over and was also broken by a white woman's hand. She said faintly:

"I just woke up."

The coffin was shot and the mouth was bleeding, and the white hair was stained with red blood, lying on the ground and shivering.

"Still!"

The tombs are cracking, and the corners of the eyes are going to collapse. Is she humiliating us?

Responding to him was another blow. The sly kill was on the arm of Dao Ling. He was numb and the bones were split in pieces.

The gods of Dao Ling's eyebrows are trembled. This kind of force is terrible. It is all over the body and very strange. He can't climb at all.

"Ah!"

There was a series of screams in this passage, and the coffin was also miserable. The two of them couldn’t move their fingers, the muscles were shaking and the bones were cracking.

"What the **** are you doing?"

Dao Ling endured the pain of being in the heart, and this feeling was even more painful than when he was cruel.

This woman wants to kill him easily, but what does she do for herself?

"The strength has not yet arrived, but it has absorbed the blood of the quasi-holy."

The woman in white stopped and shook her head.

"What blood is quasi-holy? What do you mean?"

Dao Ling roared.

"The true blood of the quasi-sacred world is made up. This kind of creation is not something that you can enjoy with a child. I am helping you to get through the bones, or you will leave a big problem!"

She is faint.

When Dao Ling heard the child, his black line was so weak in her eyes that she was really weak? I heard that the bones and bones almost spewed out an old blood. Is this called dredging bones? Almost did not kill the Dao Ling.

However, he understood this time. Although her technique was terrible, she did not hit the vital parts of the tomb, but broke the bones and muscles of her body!

But have you been tempered? Is it still leaving hidden dangers? He also knows that it is overdone, and there will definitely be hidden dangers. A child still eats a holy medicine, which will not only prolong life, but will be blasted!

Just as Dao Ling had just wanted to refute, his brow suddenly wrinkled, and he felt the cracked bones and muscles began to flow out of the red blood line!

Every blood line contains extremely terrible energy. It wraps his body in a moment. The more than 200 bones in his body are smashing and the broken muscles are being repaired. The speed of this repair is enough to describe it with horror. !

"How is this possible, I hide so much energy in my body, how can I not know?"

Dao Ling was shocked. He also knew the seriousness of this matter. These energies are not his own. Once he is confused, it is estimated that there will be great changes.

What shocked him was that this kind of energy was so terrible that even the origin of the Eucharist was concealed, how strong the true blood of the quasi-holy!

Just as he was scared, the white woman walked up again, raised his hand and went to his back.

"You have to hit me?"

The tomb was smashed. Since the debut, this was fattened by the second woman. The first one was Qiu Junjun.

"This energy stays in your body, and sooner or later it will explode you. It must be forced out."

She nodded.

"No, I will force myself out. This kind of energy is very strong. At a critical moment, I can help me recover."

How did Dao Ling let her take a shot and said quickly.

In his view, these are tonics, and the key moments can save lives, how can it be wasted.

It’s said that the white woman’s eyes flashed a glimmer of color and nodded:

"This method is OK, but the energy in the body should not exist for too long, or you can't control it."

"I know that if time is long, I will find a way."

Dao Ling nodded ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But he did not put it in his heart. In these years, Dao Ling did not know how many lives and deaths he experienced, and often suffered heavy losses, where there would be endless useful reasons.

At this time, the tomb went to the coffin, the scream of the coffin, but the essence of its body also overflowed with the energy of repairing its wounds.

At this time, the woman in white bowed her head and looked at the blood on the ground. The blood of Daolin suddenly shrank into a drop of blood and hung in the sky.

Her eyes suddenly horrified, staring at the blood, and a strange color flashed in her eyes, muttering to herself:

"There are three kinds..."

Her jade hand was slightly gripped, and the scorpion shrank again, revealing a chilly murderous murder in her eyes, muttering to herself:

"There are four of his, even though the fourth is incomparably thin, but how did the Eucharist get it?"

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