Chapter 137

the blood moon on the horizon is scarlet!

Chang'e's ice blue eyes suddenly change color, the left pupil is as red as blood, and the right pupil is as white as frost!

Left and right hands, the conclusion of the ring immortal seal, toward the netherworld Luosha empty one finger!

Youming Luocha's eyes stare to the extreme, and the heart beats violently uncontrollably!

He only felt that he was attacked by the cold from nowhere. Every joint and every nerve could not move!

The thinking in the brain is extremely rigid, which is attracted by Chang'e's eyes. It seems that the whole consciousness will be pulled into her deep pupil!

If you observe carefully, you will find that the pupil of the netherworld Luocha has quietly reflected two rounds of bloody waning moon.

"Well... You..."

the nether Luocha tried to say something, but the more and more terrible cold force was rapidly closing his five senses and six senses!

No mouth, no sound, no smell, no sight, no touch!

Blood stopped flowing, breathing stopped circulating!

"Kagaka --"

a series of silver ice blocks gradually coagulate outside the netherworld Luosha, wrapping them into a giant ice sculpture.

Chang'e's two pupils flashed, and the red light behind her eyes was red!

"Bang!"

The whole ice sculpture explodes and turns into the sky dust!

Silver dust, with this touch of sad blood, seems to contain the dark before the death of Luocha thick unwilling and resentment!

The high-level netherworld Luocha of Diyuan realm has not survived a round under Chang'e!

All the people present were shocked to open their mouths, as if they could insert several eggs!

In particular, the three middle-aged people who collapsed on the ground, at the moment when they died in the netherworld Luocha, were all like lightning strikes and trembled all over. They could not believe their own eyes!

With the efforts of nine oxen and two tigers, Zhao Yun was finally trapped. When he thought that the victory was in sight, he did not expect to jump out of a more terrifying existence than Zhao Yun!

Where did Li Shi find these monsters?!

As the netherworld Buddhist temple dissipated with the wind, his nether pagoda was also defeated.

Zhao Yun held a spear and saluted Chang'e: "thank you for saving your life!"

Words will export, but Zhao Yun does not know what to call Chang'e.

Mother?

Not like... At least not now.

Sister Chang'e?

Always feel old! Although Chang'e is powerful, but look at her face, she is twenty-eight Fanghua. How can I call her elder sister?

Zhao Yun estimates that his grandfather is always called Chang'e sister, will harvest a pile of white eyes every day.

By name?

More impossible!

So Zhao Yun felt that it was very awkward to call anything, so he just blurted it out.

Fortunately, Chang'e doesn't care about these. She just nods lightly, with a pair of eyes without temperature, and looks at those who have already opened their mouths.

The situation on the battlefield has suddenly reversed!

It's just like the hell devil's netherworld Luocha. It's a high-level strongman in Yuanjing. It's so powerful and arrogant. But in people's eyes, it's as easy as killing an ant!

Is it true that this woman is the goddess of the moon and the fairy descends to the earth?

As Chang'e's eyes swept gently, the enemy friars felt only a chill in their hearts, and their uncontrollable fear surged into their hearts.

"Run

I don't know who took the lead to shout a word and formed the avalanche effect instantly!

Tens of thousands of Youjin army, leaving their armor and armor, ran to the foot of Qixing mountain one after another!

"Hum! This group of dogs. Mother. Raised Monroe! I've been patient for a long time

"Chase, brothers!"

The Seven Star soldiers, who were choked with anger, were able to raise their eyebrows and raise their weapons one after another. They pursued the fleeing enemy troops!

Zhao Yun took a look at Chang'e and ordered his men to go with him to the Seven Star City!

The siege outside the city has been broken, but the enemy in the city has not been solved!

...

within the Seven Star City.

The massacre is still going on, the fire is still flying.

The beautiful seven star city no longer exists, a delicate house was burned.

Cry, cry and cry of despair...

sin and pain are the main melody of this city.

A Dai, with a flaming Guqin on his back, walked slowly in the street, his eyes full of confusion.