"Poof" ~
Ruyi burst out of the ruins. Her face was covered with blood, and her mouth was full of spitting blood. She was so badly hurt that she was almost cut off by her back. Her white skin was dyed red. She was also a double cultivation of body and martial arts. Her body melted a large number of runes, blooming and intermingled.
"Hum" ~
Ruyi's Saint turned her hand and took out a bottle of unknown liquid medicine from the receiving ring. With the strong breath, she poured it directly on the broken skin.
"Hiss" ~ ~ "
it's like adding fuel to the fire, rising a strong white fog, like Yi Qiao's face suddenly pale and incomparably, her delicate body painful spasm, she clenched her teeth, and finally resisted.
Her waist healed as fast as the naked eye could see. After a few breaths, it was intact. Of course, it was only a superficial recovery, but it would take a while for the internal injury.
The atmosphere was very depressed, and everyone looked at Yun Yaxuan in a daze. Although she was a saint, she was only in the lower middle of the ranking. For Saint Yi, the gap between firefly and bright moon was huge.
In addition, no matter yunyaxuan or Ruyi, the two girls are from jiexianfeng. No one thought that at this time, yunyaxuan suddenly attacked Ruyi.
Moreover, Yun Yaxuan's hand is cruel enough to sacrifice the unknown Rune paper directly, which will be like Yi's heavy injury, I'm afraid that she has lost her fighting power.
Such as Yi a pair of Phoenix eyes cold incomparably, she deeply looked at cloud Yaxuan, asked: "why?"
"Why?"
Yun Yaxuan scoffed and said: "ha ha, where do you come from? Where do I come from? "
As soon as the voice came out, the four fields were even quieter.
The scale of Lixian peak and Ziyang peak is very large, which is no less than the outside clan forces, but also has many factions. There are many factions in the peak.
Obviously, the different factions of Yun Yaxuan and Ruyi are fighting with each other, but they are not fighting to the death.
"You Ruyi don't care about these three Jackie Chan Yuanjing, but I do." Yun Yaxuan's elegant face showed a strong indifference, and even his eyes flashed murderous, "kick you, I and Ziyang peak divide 50% of their own longyuanjing, enough to carry out a legendary Kowloon baptism."
With a smile in his mouth, the son of Zhou mace nodded to Yun Yaxuan and said, "Yaxuan Xuemei, we only need four Cheng Long Yuanjing to Ziyang peak, and the rest 60% can be yours."
Hearing this, Yun Yaxuan was proud. She felt that she had enough long Yuanjing to perform a Kowloon baptism. Once she succeeded, she would be reborn, truly extraordinary, and even have a chance to touch the holy land.
This has unprecedented benefits for her future growth.
Thinking of this, Yun Yaxuan can't wait. She looks at Qin Sheng and Ru Yi with an imperative tone: "now I'll give you two ways, and don't blame me for not reading the same feeling."
"The first way, you leave the place of trial now and quit the trial."
"The second way, I will take you to huangquan road by myself!"
There is a murderous opportunity in her voice. Yun Yaxuan has completely exposed her true face. She used to work with a mask whether she was in Xianfeng or the sun chasing holy palace. In fact, she was just sleeping, not her style at all.
Ruyi clenches Bei's teeth, and she looks at Yun Yaxuan and other saints.
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