Chapter 1893： Retribution is not good

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After the phoenix flew out, it made a slight noise.

The piece of white ruthless phoenix gave birth to a crack in the middle, broken into two halves and fell.

How can Feng Ling break the endlessly... Can it be said that the Emperor’s heart is shocked.

There is something to wash the woman.

Feng Ling and Huang Ling ordered the blood of Emperor Yi and Ye Lingyue respectively. They are the sentimental tokens of the two people. They are connected in the same vein. Once upon a time, it was an indispensable contact between Emperor and Ye Lingyue. .

Although because of the prohibition, after entering the demon world, the Phoenix Order has been unable to be used for contact.

The phoenix has always been intact, and now the phoenix has no end-to-end break, which means that Ye Lingyue is likely to have something.

He is more concerned about her safety than to let the woman wash her.

"Let me go, I don't go to the underworld."

The emperor shouted coldly.

"There is no reason for this. You think that the underworld is where you come and say, go and go."

It’s not too light, so one by one, I really think that this ambassador is a good bully.

The Quartet will not talk about it, and the imperial concubine will be drilled into the transmission array.

I know that at this time, the Emperor snorted.

The seemingly illusory soul is constantly clear.

His hand was held in the crotch of the square.

There was a pain in the dragon's claws.

However, it is the scorpion of the size of the ant, which can make the body of the meditation of the meditation painful.

"Kid, you dare!"

The roar is roaring and the sound is like thunder.

But seeing it swinging at the end of the tail, a stock of death breaths, squatting beside it.

Countless souls have turned into ghosts, and they have raised their bones and are in the shape of a package. They are moving from all directions to the emperor.

"The undead roar!"

The emperor saw the undead influx of the tide, the body is like a volcanic eruption, the last day of the sun, blazing.

Those undead, who are not close, are burned.

The fierceness of the sun formed a fire dragon, which instantly engulfed the Quartet.

The Quartet screamed and hurriedly released his claws, but it was already late.

I saw that his claws had been darkened by the sun, and the fire was still climbing up quickly. The flesh and blood of the squares were burned out in the blink of an eye and became a shelf.

The four sides of the meditation have burned two black eyes, and they have two tears of beans.

It hurts, especially, what is not good to say burn, burn a good flesh of it.

The Quartet is called a grievance and hate.

It was originally the head of the dead, and only the skeleton was born.

Because of the appearance, it has not been seen by other Yi dragons.

It’s hard to find out that the Lord of the Underworld can help the skin of the skin, and willingly go to the underworld to become a sorcerer of the dead. After a few hundred years of fighting, I have accumulated enough merits to get a dragon skin. ......

I have seen the horizontal, I have never seen such a horizontal, a dead soul, the body actually has such a strong force.

The hot ball that is hot, I don't know what it is.

"Hey, you're a kid! You dare to burn the body of Ben! Waiting for me to go back to the underworld, I want you to look good!"

The Quartet was not in love, and it was drilled into the transmission.

Wash your daughter, you must not have an accident!

The emperor mourned in his heart.

The last days of the sun, flying into the sky, let out the light.

Wherever the light shines, in the door of the earth, the growing peach forest is instantly dying.

That towering peach tree also quickly withered.

The peach tree is the eye of the whole peach blossom, and it is withered, the surrounding environment is distorted, and only the sound of the sound of the peach blossoms is blown up.

"What happened to us?"

The people who were trapped in the Peach Blossoms, the thin feelings, the night glory, the Zhang Quan and so on are all stunned.

They were in the sacred battle, they experienced a lot of illusions.

Those illusions have their own desires, and the darkest past they are not willing to face.

Everyone only feels that their minds are swaying, and it is hard to be self-sustaining.

"Imperial, you can't go!"

The peach blossom scorpion was broken, and a blood was sprayed from the mouth of the evening. She held a crumbling body and wanted to release an ancient charm and stop the imperial concubine.

But she soon found out in amazement that there was no demon power in her body.

"What is going on here? What about my demon power?"

Xi Yan looked at her hand incredulously.

When she saw her hand, Xi Yan screamed.

"my hand!"

Her hand, the pair looks weak and boneless, the white-skinned hands without a trace of pores, the skin is crumpled, the blue-purple ribs are like a scorpion, crawling over her arms, which is the hand of a young woman, clearly It is the hand of a pair of old women.

Xi Yan couldn't help but touch her face, at the touch of her hand, the same crumpled old skin, she looked at her long hair hanging to the waist, but also all white.

March peach blossoms, one night withered, actually become worse than the residual flowers and willows.

Is this the price of the peach blossom?

"Southern jingle! South jingle, you are coming out!"

Xi Yan is desperately squatting.

However, the voice of Nan You Ling was not delayed.

The death of the sacred **** has already caused the South Phantom to suffer.

Needless to say, this time, the peach blossom scorpion was forcibly broken, and Nan You Ling and Xi Yan were both hit hard.

Xi Yan is old and there is no demon power.

The Yuanshen of the South Quiet Bells was completely broken with the collapse of the Peach Blossoms.

Maybe this is a good thing for her.

She can finally follow the sacred god.

Behind him, the voice of Xi Yan is still echoing.

The emperor flew in a vertical position, holding the phoenix in his hand and heading for the entrance to the far side.

"This is how the same thing?"

The rest of the people faced this scene and they all looked at each other.

Thin feelings frown, recalling the token held by the Emperor's hand, it seems that Ye Lingyue also has a piece.

Could it be said that... I don’t dare to think about it any more, and with the emperor, I will rush out.

"One or two, what's going on, leave without saying anything. We are keeping up?"

Zhang is full of boring, and he greets the dance Yue Yue and the night Lingguang also keep up.

After the night Lingguang and Wuyue and others left the door of the earth, there is a shadow of emperor and affection.

"The two guys, where have you been?"

Zhang Quan and others are not able to understand the second monk.

"Is it the door to heaven?"

Night Lingguang looked at the door of the sky.

"There is a hurricane there, and we have a few strengths that we can't pass."

Dancing is difficult.

"Who can't pass it."

Just as everyone was guilty, a voice, like a timely rain, fell into the ears of everyone.

The night Lingguang heard the voice and said joyfully.

"Mother! How come you?"