"Death nail punishment?"

Hearing the judgment of the Supreme Master of Moyan, Hua qiangu is in despair.

As a disciple of Bai Zi's painting, Hua qiangu naturally knew how terrible the death nail was.

Even if her master was injured, she would certainly be seriously injured. She, who has achieved a little on the road of cultivating immortals, will no doubt lose her soul.

Moyan, this is the iron heart wants her life!

Thinking of this, Hua qiangu looks at Baizi's painting, but what he can see is the calm in his eyes.

Calm is chilling, calm is frightening.

"Today, I want to see who dares to move."

At the time of mourning, the sound of the whole hell was spread all over the place.

Hear this voice, flower thousand bone tears hazy eyes, the heart is full of endless moving.

She knew that the owner of this voice was her elder sister.

"Here it is, at last. The bone is saved."

Hearing the sound, Dongfang Jianqing was also heavily relieved, because the long-awaited breaker finally came.

At the same time, Baizi painting, Sheng Xiao Mo and other people also had their eyes fixed, because they also knew who was coming.

When most people only heard the sound, but did not see the person, the originally clear sky suddenly became dark.

A black streamer cuts through the sky, and then it stops by the huaqiangu in the middle of the venue.

When the streamer went up, they saw a man in a black robe, holding a peacock feather fan, standing quietly beside Hua qiangu.

This is the first impression of thousands of monks on this man.

But when you look closely, you can see that this person's breath is as deep as the sea, like the fog.

"Why, kill the fields, do you want to come and join me?"

Looking at the killing fields standing beside huaqiangu in the sky, Baizi painting said faintly, but the people were not calm after listening to the words of Baizi painting.

"Kill Kill the fields? "

Looking at the mysterious existence beside the flower thousand bones, thousands of monks were all frightened, and their hearts were full of fear.

Who is killing the fields?

That's the Lord of the seven killing hall and the leader of the demons and demons. There is a proper overlord level, and there are few who can compete with it in the immortal cultivation world.

Not only that, in addition to the strength of the killing Qian Mo, a face is also perfect to the extreme, known as the first beautiful man in six circles.

With the man's body amazing six circles, making countless fairies secretly ashamed.

It can be said that if it was not for the two identities of the master of the two realms of demons and the master of the hall of seven killers, shiqianmo would replace Baizi in painting immortals and become the first perfect person in the immortal cultivation world.

However, the existence of such a nightmare level is suddenly coming to stay at this moment, which can not help but make all forces pinch a cold sweat, and speculate whether there is any big action between the demons and demons?

If that were the case, a great war would be inevitable.

"Ha ha, I don't have any interest in joining you. I'm here today for the sake of being a little bit small."

Hearing the words of Bai Zi's painting, he chuckled and turned all living beings upside down. Even some of the monks who were not firm in their will were attracted by the unique appearance of Qianmo and forgot the fact that the other side was a man.

"Little bit, you can rest assured, sister will protect you, no one wants to hurt her little sister."

Looking back at the flower thousand bones, killing the fields, the eyes are all gentle, and after seeing the blood on the lips of the flower thousand bones and the exhaustion of the eyes, it is full of heartache.

With a gentle wave of the palm, a pure life force is poured into the body of huaqiangu to repair the injury of huaqiangu.

"Kill sister, you go. It's too dangerous here. Don't worry about the little ones."

After the injury was repaired, Hua qiangu said that he didn't want to let shaqianmo fall into the right path of the world and attack because of himself.

"Little one, what are you talking about? "

" you are a little bit of my sister, and my sister will protect you well. Whoever dares to hurt her sister's pimple will die. "

Stroking the head of the flower thousand bones, killing the fields of love, but the words are extremely domineering.

Kill the field has lost a sister, now do not want to lose a sister.

In order to protect this younger sister, kill Qian Mo at all costs to make enemies with anyone.

"The evil block is not clear with the demons. Today, I will kill you with the soulless nail to clean up the door for me."

Looking at the intimate performance of huaqiangu and shaqianmo, Moyan, who has always regarded demons as taboo, said so, but he just welcomed the cold eyes of killing Qianmo.

"Moyan, do you want to kill Xiaobu with soulless nail?"

Originally, when facing the flowers and thousands of bones, the killing fields were still as warm as the spring wind, but after hearing the words of Moyan, the breath suddenly became as cold as winter.For the small spot, kill the field, it is held in the hand, afraid of falling, contained in the mouth afraid of melting, extremely doting, no damage can be seen.

But at the moment, Moyan even wanted to use the mourning nail, a killing tool that he might not be able to carry, to punish Xiaobu, which made the killing fields angry.

As it was said before, whoever dares to hurt the little one will have his life, but now he wants the life of Moyan.

Facing the icy eyes of Sha Qian Mo Dao, Mo Yan could not help but step back, and a slight cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Because of his high position all the time, Moyan forgot the huge power gap between himself and the master of the two worlds of the demon, Sha Qian mo.

You should know that he is only the existence of the spirit man in the middle period, but killing the fields is the terrible power of Feixian realm. If you want to crush him, it is only between backhand and backhand.

"Moyan, get out of here!"

Seeing the killing of Qian Mo, Bai Zi, who knew that Mo Yan couldn't resist, came forward and said.

Smell speech, Mo Yan is also relieved, in the huge power gap did not choose to be strong.

In the presence of this level of terror, only the same level of sub painting can compete with it.

"Baizi painting, I trust you so much, but you are too merciless to watch him suffer from the ten dead and lifeless soul nails."

As soon as the painting of Baizi appeared, he asked about it when he killed Qianmo.

If at ordinary times, even in the face of Baizi painting, killing Qian Mo would never be so disrespectful.

But now it is related to the small point, even if it is to kill the field is also can not help.

Hearing the words of killing the fields, Hua qiangu also looked at the painting with expectant eyes, hoping that the master would say something that would make her feel a little relieved, but the fact shattered Hua qiangu's fantasy.

"Right is right, wrong is wrong."

"If she makes a mistake, she should be punished."

Facing the question of killing the fields and the expectation of flowers, Baizi said.

Still so indifferent, still so calm, but so chilling.

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