Chapter 221

"Boom", before Lingjun flew to zishuang, there was a roar behind him.

"Clank clank", the iron rope is violent again. All extend underground. From the foot of purple frost. The dark iron rope, the dark flame and the infinite evil spirit filled the whole prison.

The iron rope against the sky can turn into a big hand. Catch zishuang and Xiaozu with a bang. "Hiss", the iron rope wrapped around purple frost and raised her hand high.

Lingjun gave a small call, and Xiao Zu Huoran opened his eyes. "Dare to bully my mother. I won't tear you down."

"Roar" Xiao Zu, whose virtual shadow soared, was strangled back.

Zishuang said, "go back first." zishuang left Xiaozu while her hands were under control.

"Hish hish", many big iron hands came out on the ground and grabbed Lingjun and Xiaozu.

"Mom, help." little zuwa cried. She had never suffered such a crime.

Lingjun's eight doors were fully open. The explosive speed took Xiaozu into his arms and took her in Yujie. He's going to fight the tightrope.

The man in the way finally left. With a twist of purple Frost's slender waist, the fish burst out. The body is purple. In an instant, a larger purple frost phantom appeared behind him.

Well, you have the same ability as Xiao Zu? It used to be purple cloud beast, but now it's big purple frost. Different posture, the same rage.

No, more violent than before. She grabbed the wire directly. And it's hard to pull.

Lingjun couldn't think of a better way. He can't burn without cutting. His heat is stronger than Tianhuang's nirvana fire. Strong also want to fight. The spirit will explode endlessly and show what can be displayed. Just hate that you don't know the law.

The iron rope seems to have infinite power. Two days later, he and zishuang stood back to back. They are all out of breath.

"I still can't beat you." zishuang finally said the first sentence since the battle began.

"I've reached my limit," Lingjun told the truth. The purple frost I know is like this. I never admit defeat.

"I wish we could play again."

"There's still a chance." Lingjun was more unyielding than her.

Zishuang suddenly turned around and hugged Lingjun, "no, what the iron rope extracted is the ability of the people held here."

"So what, it's not afraid to come out because we beat it." Lingjun patted his jade hands tightly, which were bloody and flesh blurred.

"You rest first and I'll end the battle." Lingjun took her to Yujie without the consent of zishuang.

"Hiss", the suddenly appeared iron rope, Leng pulled her out. Hish hish hish hish hish hish hish hish hish hish hish hish hish hish hish hish hish hish hish hish hish hish hish hish hish hish hish hish hish hish hish hish hish hish hish hish his.

"Lingjun" zishuangkong grabs it, but it can't catch Lingjun. The only real force passed quickly, and she stared hard. I hope it will never be closed.

"Clank clank", struggling hard, in exchange for only sound and iron rope collision.

How capable are you? Dare to break into the saint's prison? The regretful spirit fled with the sword and used the divine force to cut the iron chain that locked the purple frost.

"Zheng", a crisp sound, the iron rope broke.

"Bang", Lingjun seized the opportunity to let the purple frost enter the jade ring again. But the ruthless, countless and violent iron cables still took the purple frost away.

Creak "creak", the sound of bone fracture can't be heard. The murmur of purple frost is like thunder. "Let her go."

The blast sword Saint storm mixed with divine power, and the broken iron rope fell to the ground during the wild dance.

The spirits who restored their bodies vomited blood with purple frost, and the killer gun was also summoned. He knew that the real enemy had not yet appeared, but he had no choice. Jade ring is out of control. He had to hold purple frost tightly.

"It's all right, let you suffer. It can't trap us." this is to comfort purple frost and itself. Spitting blood and sword storm failed to break the prison. If you want to go, you must break through the emptiness and escape.

Purple frost clings to Lingjun's arms, "I didn't intend to go back when I came out."

Lingjun couldn't help thinking of Du Ruo. Will the terrible experience be repeated again?

Never. He divided the primordial gods into a circle. Protect the purple frost. And he clung to his killer gun.

Golden gun awn arrogant dark prison.

"Bang bang", the ground is full of broken iron, which converges into three feet of steel at an amazing speed.

The huge body has no gap except that the face is inlaid with purple frost and black eyes. "Hiss hiss", a long bright sword slowly appeared in the huge left hand. The right hand becomes an iron pipe.

"Bang, bang, bang", the left hand dances the sword, and the violent sword gas is sprayed from the iron pipe of the right hand.

Shit, that's OK! I met the steel monster for the first time in hundreds of years.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh", the iron giant used his skill! Confinement. Iron rope into essence?

It's amazing. It uses its swordsmanship. It's invincible. Although unfamiliar, it's really a skill I've just used.

"There's only a surface." Lingjun waved his gun.

The three foot spear ignored the flying obstacles and took the iron giant straight. Zheng hit but failed to leave any trace.

Against the sky, the steel emits powerful real power, which condenses into a real power shield and flies Lingjun.

Deng, the extremely hard iron man bent his two heads, jumped into the air with a whoosh and dived towards Lingjun.

Power, where is power? Lingjun found it difficult to draw strength.

The Steelman made several rolls in the air. Nima, it turned into a long sword and blew at the purple frost.

I've been waiting for you for a long time. Eight yuan gods jumped at the giant sword at the same time.

"Boom". In the broken iron all over the ground, the spirits fell into the arms of purple frost, and there was endless lava of God killing gun outside.

What a familiar scene. Zishuang was hurt. "We went back to the time when we first met." it was not her sentimentality, but her weakness. Since that happened to he Lingjun, her explosive power has been greatly reduced. Full of weakness.

There is always a need to be protected. Although we try to correct it, we still have unspeakable attachment when we meet Lingjun.

As long as he is there, you don't have to work hard.

As long as you are there, no one can hurt Lingjun. "Don't always show off. I'm not a weak woman." zishuang's body emits a strong purple light when she speaks.

Just when she broke out, the spirit also sent out the purple light of life uncontrollably.

Two rays of light meet and merge. Restoring their strength. A strong breath suddenly gushed out of Lingjun's body. "Yuanlu?"

Isn't it all absorbed?

It's the aura of Yuanlu. Yes, the injury to the body is much better. Compared with the improvement of Lingjun, zishuang is weaker and weaker. The power she burst out poured into Lingjun.

She didn't complain, but she was very happy. At last she could do something for him. Once that cold-blooded killer, experience no longer. Now she may just be the other extreme of life. Because she lacked something very important before and now.

As for what it is, she doesn't know.

Life is incomplete.

People may never be able to fill those gaps, only to constantly pursue what they want to enrich this incomplete life.