"So such a person is bound to die. If she doesn't die, there is no reason for her."
Hearing this, a smile appeared on his face.
Feng dance, the evil spirit, is dying.
One breath from the spirit Kingdom eight stars to the spirit Kingdom three stars, this is exactly what kind of evil? Jun Linyuan didn't jump so high.
Evil spirits must die.
Master Dugu took a long breath.
But Emperor Wudi's eyes were severely constricted. How could he give up the death of his daughter-in-law?
But no one else could save her.
People who can save her
No, I'm afraid there is no one in the world who can save her.
Feng dance raised his head, thunder sea in the sky issued the sound of explosion, purple arc lingering, arc flashing, hissing.
The arc began to fall occasionally in the form of raindrops.
Crash!
Thunder sea mercilessly pour to Feng dance body!
Finally coming.
The colorful Phoenix bird took a deep breath and told the phoenix dance in a loud voice: "I'll teach you the formula of the thunder god formula. Remember, follow the formula of the formula of the thunder god formula and guide the thunder and lightning into the body. You In short, you should remember that no matter how painful it is, you must persist! "
"Well." Feng dance nods.
"The way of Thor is like a bow! Those who are high will restrain them, while those who are lower will hold them up... "
Lei Shen Jue is the most powerful thunder system formula in the world. Caifengniao didn't know about it, but just in a moment, it seemed to have been ordered in its mind, and a pithy formula of thunder god formula entered its ears.
In his mind, the scene of watching the shepherd master using the formula of Thunder God appeared in his mind.
Chuckle!
There are electric arcs falling down, and the phoenix dance is painful. She clenches her teeth and urges the colorful Phoenix birds to say Go on
The colorful Phoenix bird continued to recite the pithy formula of the thunder god rhyme to the phoenix dance.
It is through Feng dance brain wave communication, so the outside world do not know.
What they saw was a Feng dance buried by thunder slurry.
"Feng dance is dead." Words are not empty staring at the roof, that has not seen Feng dance, only see the thunder slurry surging place, murmuring sound.
"Are you sure she's dead?"
Zuo Ming was also overjoyed, staring at his words.
Before that surging thunderstorm did not even blow them up. At the moment, their bodies are scorched black, but there is breath, but the body can not move.
If it's not, there's no meat left.
His eyes burst out bloodthirsty.
"Don't you remember? When we were hit by thunderstorm just now, the thunderstorm level was not as good as Fengwu this time, but what are we now? Look back. "
Almost all the spiritual realms are paralyzed on the ground, life or death is uncertain.
Words are not empty: "Feng dance strength is far less than us, how can she be ok? Now she's afraid that her bones are not all burnt to black
"What a pity, what a pity..." Words do not empty slowly shake his head, "such a talent, outstanding, the only talent comparable with Jun Linyuan, so dead..."
There was a look of awe on his face.
Before he was really a Feng dance is an ordinary little girl, until this time, saw her promoted four or five stars in a row, he did not realize what is the top talent.
"We actually forced to death a peerless genius whose talent is not inferior to that of Jun Linyuan. This cow can blow for a lifetime." Words are not empty, bitter smile.
Black and white Taoist is not cold or light: "force us more than 40 spiritual realm all fall down?"
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