Chapter 944

The other side was a strong member of the family in ancient times. In fact, any one of them was in Wuzong. However, she had never broken through, and her strength was always at the top of Wuzong.

Looking at the killing intention around the ghost, Yunwu knows that things can't be solved easily.

They protect the heart of the wind for thousands of years. How can they spare them who want to take the heart of the wind?

In that case, don't think about it. Fight!

Nangong Yi and Qiye wake up, but Shangguan, situ LAN and Meng Bai are still lying.

With the help of the black flame sword, Yunwu glances at the Shangguan situ LAN and Meng Bai, who are still lying on the coffin. Their eyes are narrowed, and a strong and Zizi power is waved away in the air.

"Do you want to sleep for the rest of your life?"

With the power approaching, several people suddenly open their eyes, a staggering rotation, to avoid a blow.

"Pa..." The coffin finally froth.

"Xiao Wu, it's too hard."

"Rest in peace for the dead."

"Little girl, take it."

A rampant voice reverberated from the sky, cloud dance raised eyes, a touch of virtual shadow hit, the speed is fast.

The cloud wave wields the big knife to soar to the cloud, the long strong wind flutters disorderly, the black flame big knife sounds from the wind, whines unceasingly.

The snow moving with the wind around her condensed into ice crystals all over the sky in her abrupt mood, and surrounded her with the wind.

The shadow on the opposite side, just like the formation of snow, combined into one, one hidden and one present, all roaring with the strong wind.

Two figures suddenly close, one as cold as snow, one as arrogant and strange.

And on the snow, the Dragon fell evil, and they also began to fight.

The sword is flying, the light of the sword is shining, and the snow is shining. It looks like the blood plum blooming in the cold winter.

"Ah..." A roar of pain through my heart became a trumpet to stop fighting.

Purple figure steeply in the air, standing alone, the virtual shadow on the opposite side more hazy, seems to have no trace to find.

She won.

And no one, except bearded himself, found out how she won.

"You..." Bearded looked at the cloud dance, eyes difficult, a word Leng is squeezed in the teeth, unable to say, "you..."

"Don't worry, speak slowly." Cloud dance looked at big beard, very patient persuasion.

Bearded's face changed slightly, and the empty figure disappeared completely in the snow.

"You are..."

The voice before and what he said in the second half of the passage disappeared with him.

At the moment when the big beard disappeared, Yunwu looked at the distant direction with cold eyes.

A thing like an eye is inlaid on the wall of the peripheral stone cave. There are deep scars all around the wall. The eyes exude crystal luster, which coincides with the snow light and is not easy to be found.

Intuition told her that it was the heart of the wind!

But is the heart of the wind really in front of her?

Purple figure such as ghosts swept away, behind again came more fierce fighting.

"If you dare to move, you will never be left!" The right-wing general screams anxiously, but it's hard to get rid of kainanmiyi's entanglement.

"That belongs to this seat!" The devil roared, but he couldn't get rid of the dragon.

The cloud dances yang to smile but go, looking at that crystal bright as the eye bead of thing, astringent Mou, palm empty a pinch, that thing instant loose, finally completely controlled by her.

When she felt something wrong in her heart, the surrounding ground collapsed and the snow covered ground tore apart, which was irresistible like an earthquake.

At the foot of an empty, the body such as falling, in front of the moment is as dark as hell.

"Little thing!"

"Little five."

"Little dance!"

“……”

A few distant shouts and worries reverberated in the cracks, completely covered up in the endless darkness.

Is she going to die?

Looking at the hands of the crystal light-emitting body, the corner of the mouth floating a touch of radian, some ridicule, some helpless.

Is this the heart of the wind

On the other side of the cave, the man watched Yunwu fall into the endless darkness, his warm smile was a little stiff, and his eyes were wandering with black light.

"You must not die! You can't die... "

His eyes were as scarlet as blood drops, and he almost gnashed his teeth and said it word by word.

Black wind constantly stirred the skirt, three thousand green silk all scattered, ear whistling wind constantly pulled, pulled open just cut earlobe.

Blood flow along the track of the wind, spots appear in her sky, each seems to emit a strange light.

Endless fall, she is particularly conscious, has a strength but can not display, as if trapped by something.

Looking back, where is the spacious space? What is the golden cuboid in the center of the space?

The sight keeps getting closer to the golden object, and the two are getting closer and closer.It's a coffin

"Gee Bang... "

With a loud noise, the coffin opened and the figure suddenly disappeared into the darkness.

"Squeak..." The coffin was restored to its original appearance, and a quiet needle fell down in the whole space.

Endless dark cracks, are approaching, and finally completely coincide.

Up and down two places, restore the original, it seems that just all that, is an illusion.

On the snow, everyone looked at the scene that could not be saved, and was stunned. Everything happened in the twinkling of an eye was too fast. It was only a step before the Dragon poured out evil to help each other.

Cracks disappear, snow quickly covered, what traces have disappeared, everything has recovered, only the clouds.

Only she disappeared

……

"Button button..."

"Bang Bang..."

"Kuang Kuang Kuang..."

In the dead and dark space, abrupt sounds are heard one after another. The sound is getting louder and louder, the rhythm is faster and faster, disorderly and irritable.

The sound came from the golden coffin.

"Where the hell is it?"

A quick voice with a little doubt came, replacing the sound of the fist board collision.

In the narrow space, Yunwu sits cross legged, with the sky above his head, the bottom on the ground, the back against the wall, and the line of sight half a meter in front.

You can imagine what a small space it is.

She recalled what happened at that moment, and suddenly her eyes were shocked. If it's good, she fell straight into the coffin that she opened!

So here

Cloud dance Mou color a change, intuitive want to stand up.

"Bang!" A touch to the ground, a burst of blood from the head of the pain, let her calm.

Reach out to push the top cover, one part of the force didn't respond, three parts didn't respond, seven parts still didn't respond.

She gathered all her strength into her fist, and suddenly waved it. In the coffin, the sound of the impact of strength was loud and huge, which directly made her head rise and her ears hum.

But there was no sign of the coffin opening.

Collect Mou tiny MI, the cold awn between Mou flits by, she was locked dead inside?

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