Chapter 222

"You" spirit was stunned to find that the blood color on purple Frost's face retreated rapidly. And their wounds are healing. What he can't stand most is that others share for himself, especially women.

"Nothing, we have to find a way to escape." zishuang smiled sadly, just like the plum blossom in February, with the beauty of withering.

"Dismantle the iron monster first." Lingjun didn't say much, cutting off his connection with zishuang.

"Lingjun, what shall we do?" said a young voice.

Ha ha, little gun soul. Lingjun sent the purple frost to the jade ring, and the killer gun has turned the prison into a sea of magma. The spirits release the fire and divine power of nirvana. "Small gun soul, swallow it."

"Bang bang", the steel monster in the magma stirred up huge waves.

"Bang", clatter.

Lingjun summoned eight hot hell. Infinite flame and slow magma together imprison the steel monster.

"Roar", the troll whispered, releasing its anger. Lingjun and small gun soul also showed all their strength. The fight lasted a long time.

The struggling Troll finally calmed down. The iron cord, which could not be burned, melted gradually.

"Hoo", the killer gun is hung high above the magma sea, and the explosive suction recovers the magma.

The lava flows like a hurricane into the killing gun. Just when the killer gun was finished, Lingjun Shua put it into the jade ring.

If there is any safe place, it must be jade ring.

"Hoo", the prison is calm again, and the damaged ground is healing. The spirit heads hanging in the air are incomparably large. This posture, the iron rope is not dead?

Clank clank clank clank clank clank clank clank clank clank clank clank clank clank clank clank clank clank clank clank clank clank clank clank clank clank clank clank clank clank clank. But it has changed its shape.

The appearance of the iron rope is the same as that of the God killing gun. Can this imitate?

It can not only imitate, but also soak magma.

"Poof poop" and "Pooh Pooh", Tiesuo ignored the consternation of Beijing opera, as if he were warming up. After several times of huff and puff, the gun head is turned around, pointing straight to the average.

Call the floating light again. Light up the prison like a lamp.

"Bang bang", Lingjun just saw that the shooting around the prison was full of viscous liquid.

Shit, is this the stomach of something? Lingjun can't accept it. This is the stomach. What's outside? What is the whole four domain source?

"Lingjun!" shouted the iron gun.

Uh, want to talk to me?

"Why did I miss you? It's impossible." the iron gun was puzzled.

Missed me? Lingjun said, "you've missed more people." he didn't want to stay in one stomach.

"It's not too late to catch you now." the iron gun shuddered out dozens of shots and surrounded the spirit in the blink of an eye.

"All spirits are buried." "Hoo", roar, and all spirits launch the king's highest ghost skill.

"Hiss", a powerful amount of blood pulled the spirit into a bony old man, but the eyes were beating with ghost fire.

"Any attack is useless to me." the iron gun calmly swam among the spirits. Really undisturbed.

"Hoo", "bang", a gun flashed to Lingjun, and the gun body swept away and beat Lingjun away.

The body didn't land, another shot was hit.

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"Alas, why did you come so early." "boom", the guns merged and the spirits were all pumped away. The sigh showed that he had had enough.

Lingjun has not had time to respond to the landing, and the surrounding space has changed. "Heaven and earth are the furnace, nature is the tripod, and the Holy One is the fire to refine the essence of time and become the supreme Dharma body."

"Bang bang", when he calmed down, Lingjun sat dozens of old people in front of him. Their bodies are burning.

"This is the real body of the old monsters?" is the division and imprisonment just to stimulate their fighting spirit? To take away the power of life?

"Boom", "boom", "boom!" a thunderstorm suddenly blew up in the sky, and dozens of old people moved at the sound of the wind. All of them burst out with terrible forces, and the tacit understanding was amazing to blast to the thunderstorm.

Well, I see. Planned prison break! Nima knew she wouldn't work hard. He pawned a gun for nothing.

Evil old monster, I've been waiting for a new person to come in.

The loud noise really disturbed everyone.

The holy man's deliberate escape from prison is terrible. But what's more terrible is the people who suppress them.

The sky is his, "ha ha, the creator's furnace hasn't been so busy for a long time. You can burn it as much as you like."

"Boom", the sky is torn.

"Whoosh, whoosh", the saints disappear at the same time.

The laughter stopped abruptly.

Lingjun returned to the huge prison again.

The difference is that this time he has dozens of helpers. Importantly, Xiao Zu stood beside him with his eyes closed.

Since it was a prison break and an amazing tacit understanding, Lingjun erupted the divine power to cooperate with others.

Xiao Zu's crack empty fist drew a huge illusion, wrapped everyone and rushed out.

"Boom..."

"Hoo", the outside world is good.

"Ha ha..." this kind of laughter. Convey the same mood. They finally rushed out.

Unable to wait for the first time to appear, the secluded guest in the sky expressed his merit: "I found him."

"Alas, I didn't expect you all to come. Chi Meng, I miss you very much." I heard his voice but didn't see him.

Xiao Zu Huoran opened his eyes. Burst out a bright light. That's his answer.

Lingjun drank violently: "get out of Xiaozu's body."

"Bo", purple frost also showed a jade ring. At this time, there was no trace of injury. And cultivation is also strong and scary. Waving and pitching, he pulled a figure out of the void.

They couldn't help saying that they used their most powerful moves and blew it over.

The colorful light blooms the tenacity of life.

Lingjun stood upright. Xiaozu and zishuang became other people's containers. What did you do?

"I'm fine. The child is so strong." Xiao Zu comforted Lingjun.

Xiao Zu's comfort didn't work, and all kinds of failures made Ling ashamed. It also made him hate the people around him.

"Come and fight, he is the incarnation of heaven and your mortal enemy." Xiao Zu seems to have found endless fun.

My sworn enemy? Incarnation of heaven? Lingjun rushed up and typed a word.

"Bang bang", dozens of saints kept attacking. In addition, the people of the ancient city of ZhangXiong who arrived one after another spared no effort.

"Boom", the figure was roared after all.

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"Kill, recapture power." "boom", people are more crazy. Zishuang and Xiaozu, who can't wait, seal the supercritical.

Eternal seal.

Its scale and strength are far more than the seal they bear countless times.

During the killing, zishuang returned to Lingjun. Xiaozu shouted, "don't run, little boy." he didn't stop and flashed into the jade ring.

"Why don't you return to the jade ring?" Lingjun said the man who controlled the purple frost. He is always ready to fight.

Zishuang smiled, "do you know who I am?" the voice was the same as zishuang, but more charming than her, with an irresistible power.

Lingjun's mind was numb. "Why, do you want to stay?"

Zishuang gently raised her hand, holding Lingjun's cheek, and the smile on her face bloomed like a flower. "You are responsible to me."

Crazy. Why are you so close? Seeing that zishuang was about to kiss, Lingjun really found that he couldn't move. A large part is that he doesn't want to move. Purple frost was in front of him. He just wanted to hug it.