Beast Concubine: Demon Queen of the Ghost King

A figure slowly came out of the fog, and a black clothes added unlimited cold and deterrent.

And with him, the nine -day fairyland that was once legendary behind him was a love and fearful myth.

The light of the sky, sprinkled down through the sky, dispeld the fog.

Suddenly, a flowing light and flying.

Suddenly, a golden flying.

Behind the man in black is the towering mountains, gradually the rain and mist dissipate, determined to show its unique style.

The black mountain stands in front of the two, making people admire.

In the ignorance and confusion, add a bit of mysterious atmosphere.

Qingfeng raised his head, and the mountains in front of him were like Optimus Prime, and he towered into the clouds, almost piercing the sky.

The white clouds float around the mountains, and the beauty is like a fairyland.

The clouds of clouds are dazzling, shrouded, just like a painting, it is beautiful.

The charm of that kind of Wonderland is looming, adding a bit of vascus.

It's just that the four seal -engraved characters of the dragon flying and phoenix dance on the wall of the mountains -Jiu Tian Wonderland, broken a little vast, but added a few arrogance, and the arrogance of looking down at everything is sharp.

In the line, domineering is full of confidence in proud of the world.

If you do n’t see it, look at his words first. The momentum of these nine days of Wonderland will be seen from this simple four words.

A Baiyu Avenue, walking along the mountains, through the sky, the high white jade ladder, and continuously extended upwards. In the brilliant light, with the bright light, it has been winding and rising. I don't know how many stairs.

At the end of the ladder, a golden palace stands in it.

That palace does not know how to describe it. It is towering and magnificent, but it is not that kind of brilliant appearance, but a kind of charm with returning to true.

However, in the return to the truth, there is a unique charm. Only I am independent, high above, supreme, and proud of the heroes, sitting alone.

This kind of momentum is no stranger to Qingfeng and Nangong Aotian. It is the pride of all kinds of refined, and that is the influence of cultural heritage. It is the pride in the stock and the vastness of the chest.

That is the majestic and distinguished majestic.

It is an absolute oppression.

Don't ask them how they have this feeling, but this strange feeling appears really.

Regardless of the cold man's cold, the towering mountains, or the majesty of the palace, it gives people a shock, absolute shock.

The two looked at each other, and they couldn't help but be angry, and carefully dealt with the man in front of them.

Even if Qingfeng had seen too much palace in modern times, for the first time, his heart felt a shock.

The man in black looked at the emotions of the two, and looked at Qing Feng and Nangong Aotian coldly, saying: "I see that you two have no intention of offending the Jiutian Wonderland.

The corner of his mouth hooked, showing a expression similar to a smile: "You choose a way of death!"

It is a great grace for him like this.

Qingfeng raised his eyebrows: "Do you really let us choose a death method? Don't you regret it afterwards?"

There are stupid people in the world everywhere, so there are still people asking such a stupid question?

Is it really a little creative, none?

Such a boring person, asking such a boring question, is really not challenging.

The man in black snorted coldly, showing great dissatisfaction with her statement: "I speak black, one spit and one nail, never change."

"That's good." Qingfeng's cunning gaze flashed: "I chose to die with God."

"You ... abominable!" The cold reprimand, Black Zun's complexion was stiff, just staring at Qingfeng angrily, but no longer shot, just the blue tendons on the hand, gently shuddered, like the earthworms, kept constantly

Movement.

"That's it, flash it!"

She is not a hands -on person. When intelligence can solve the problem, she doesn't mind moving her mind and moved her mouth again.

"Dreaming. I will let you die, but it is the old death that lacks the arms." As long as there is a sigh of relief, it is alive.

Black Zun pressed his anger, glanced at Qingfeng indifferently, and stepped forward coldly, his eyes were locked on the body of Qingfeng and Nangong Aotian, and drink cold: "You two together!"

Behind it is the entrance to the Jiutian Wonderland. If you want to step into the Jiutian Wonderland, you must step on from his body.

After the words, a light howl is the sound of the black Zun sword attack.

The white jade stairs in the nine days of the nine days will inevitably guard. In this case, Qingfeng understands that Nangong Aotian naturally understands it.

At the beginning, they were counting these calculations. Along the way, the traps continued and the attacks continued, which fully stated that the owner of the nine days of Wonderland was not a person who liked to be disturbed, nor was there more sympathetic people.

Right now it is the entrance to the Jiu Tian Wonderland. Presumably the guards here will be the most powerful of the Jiutian Wonderland.

The sound of sharp tear air made Qingfeng and Nangong Aotian tighten their bodies for a moment, and they welcomed the enemy.

Do you know if you are a master?

Black Zun is just such a seemingly casual sword and splitting for a long time. The seemingly simple and actual trick contains powerful murderous and strength.

A wave of waves tightly, it was soaring out, like countless wind blades shot towards them, dangerous and strong.

Qingfeng's fingers moved, holding the dagger of his arms tightly, and planning to work hard.

Nangong Aotian was also terrified by the two people. Such a simple trick was hidden everywhere, killing everywhere.

It seems that for freedom today, it must not be desperate.

The two of them each other's eyes again, and from each other's eyes, they saw the same will.

Take a step in front of Nangong Aotian, protect Qingfeng, a luck, and the king's killing gas will come out of the body.

Black Zun looked at it, his fist suddenly clicked, he smiled twice, and his eyes were full of excitement. It was a kind of excitement to meet your opponent.

He has not met such a powerful opponent for a long time.

Today, he must play a happy.

Qingfeng turned around without traces, and what he wanted to find to send a notes.

Step in tight, swords fly.

The two sides played against each other and murdered, both are rare players today.

"Respect more than life!" The dagger in the hands of Nangong Aotian waved, greeted the Black Sword of Black Zun.

The two stars in the air collided, and the two stars were murderous in the air.

Fighting, it's about to start.