Blade and Sword God Sovereign

Before I changed it, I heard such a ridiculously childish and eloquent answer. She would laugh and swear by a hypocrisy, and then leave without looking back. This kind of person who looks good, he sees too much, and finally Not all of them have a false face.

If it is because of the beauty of her own love, perhaps she will still believe.

but……

But I don't know why, in the same way, from the eyes of this clear-eyed man, it gives a feeling of being taken for granted, without the slightest false boast.

So the stunning girl just snorted.

Then she turned around like this and no longer looked at Ding Hao.

"Little white face, thank you very much this time, I Shiva wrote down, if you need to help fight in the future, you can come to the South sacred peak, my old history will not deny." Little Giant Shiva patted his chest.

"Yeah, yeah, little white face, this time thanks to your shot, or the trouble is big." Another little giant Singer scratched his head and smiled: "Singh owes you a life this time, but afterwards there is a drive, never decline."

The character of the two little giants is almost exactly the same as the little giant Arnold that Ding Hao met in the [jihad platform]. In fact, their appearance and appearance are very similar, they should be triplets.

Ding Hao just smiled a little and didn't say anything.

At this time, the middle-aged literary man with a stiff face slowly came over and smiled a little on his face. He said: "It is a hero who is a teenager. [The God of God" does not fall in the hands of the Yaozu, it is my humanity. Great luck..."

The voice has not fallen.

"Roll!" The beautiful girl in the beautiful smashing of the electric light burst, ruthlessly angered.

With her character, she never gave a false impression to any stranger. The attitude of Ding Hao was already unprecedented. But this middle-aged scribe, although a strong man of the realm of the saints, has been in the battle. As a wall, she has no good feelings for this kind of person.

The middle-aged scribe has a stiff face, and immediately smiles bitterly: "Why do you want to be a small doll? This is because you didn’t have a shot. You can’t beat the four demon sacs. If I stand on the side, I can Psychologically, it poses a threat to the four great demon saints, so that they dare not take all their efforts and always have to let me out..."

The middle-aged scribe explained the reason.

"roll!"

The beautiful girl is like a frost, and she pulls out such a word from her teeth.

The invisible murder has slowly condensed on her body.

This is a precursor to her hands.

The middle-aged scribe has changed his face and said: "I can't go. You now have the treasure of the relationship between the people and the gods. It is of great importance. I must be on your side and always protect you from the [final temple] Otherwise, if you are counted by the Yaozu, you lose the [Shenzhen Seal] and let it fall into the hands of the Yaozu, which will cause a great disaster."

Ding Hao listened to him saying that he also had a bit of generosity.

However, no one knows what the person thinks in the heart.

The intuition of [Shengzi 诀] made Ding Hao not very impressed with this stiff middle-aged scribe. He always felt that there was a kind of evil in the other side.

at this time--

"Oh..." The delicate girl's body suddenly shook a little, and a trace of red blood flowed down from the corner of her mouth.

Ding Hao was shocked.

"Little doll, are you injured?" The middle-aged scribe also changed his face. He said: "There must be a forced urging [Zhen Shenyin], and it hurts the visceral Dantian. Why bother?"

"Master, are you okay?" Shiva and Singer, two little giants, were all panicked.

The beautiful girl did not speak, but her face became paler and paler, her body was crumbling, and the blood on her lips was more obvious. The breath on her body suddenly died and weakened.

This is indeed a sign of power failure.

It seems that she just motivated [Tian Shen Yin] these artifacts, did not know the surface seems so relaxed, continually urging dozens of times, killing the four demon saints, but the loss is more serious, I am afraid It was countered by the power of the artifact.

After all, it has not reached the realm of the gods. Even the realm of the saints has not been reached. It is absolutely unbearable to force the artifacts.

"Little doll, you are fine, this sect here, there is a **** Dan, can help you heal ..." Middle-aged scribes took out a red-red dragon-like medicine, carried it in the palm of the hand.

"Roll!" The stunning girl has been mercilessly reprimanded.

The voice did not fall, but could not help but spurt a blood directly.

"It seems that you are really hurt... hahaha, hahahahaha..."

The middle-aged clerk suddenly laughed hahaha.

Among the laughter, it was full of pride and arrogance.

Ding Hao changed his mind and took the rust sword for the first time. From the eyes of the middle-aged scribes, Ding Hao saw the greed and killing, and there was no more old-fashioned and warm-hearted face. .

"Smelly head, hand over [Zhen Shenyin]."

The middle-aged scribe became pale.

Even if it is a fool, I understand what it means.

Shiva and Singh protected the stunning girl behind him for the first time, glaring at the middle-aged scribe, who did not help in the previous battles. Now it is damned, it is damn.

"What do you want to do?" The stunning girl looks calm and authentic.

"What? Haha, what do you say?" The middle-aged scribes no longer have to disguise, and the eyes are flashing with the condescending will to control everything, and there is no shameful shame, saying: "[Shenzhen Yin] is an artifact There are those who have the virtues and those who are capable of living. The good fortune is not enough. Forcing them to be their own, they can only harm others. You are not enough. You are not qualified to occupy such artifacts. Let me honestly hand it over. I will leave you a whole body. !"

"You just didn't say that you want to help me guard the artifacts? Now why do you want to be your own?" The stunning girl looked at him quietly.

"Hey, if you know that you have been seriously injured and can't push the artifact, what is your identity, and you will be self-destructive and you will be with you..." The middle-aged scribe has no scruples, completely tearing his face and no longer making any cover. .

"The lord is the existence of the sage of the human race. It is disappointing to think of it, but it is disappointing."

Ding Hao is cold and authentic.

When the middle-aged scribes stood by and watched, Ding Hao was extremely disdainful to him. Now he is disappointed with this predecessor. How can such a person, such a character, cultivate into the sage?

The middle-aged scribe turned his eyes and stared at Ding Hao.

He sneered: "You, kid, you really have a bit of skill, you can use the power of one person to drag the four demon saints for so long. I have to thank you for saying it. If it weren't for you, maybe you have to Those demon strongmen are going to compete for artifacts, hahaha, now it’s good, this little girl has been seriously injured, and you are basically disabled by the Yaozu, haha, now, who else can stop me?”

Having said that, he looked at the two bald heads with a sly look, dismissively saying: "Is it based on these two muscular wastes?"

"I am fighting with you..." Singer was furious and rushed up.

"The master is going, I am dragging the thief!" Shiva also rushed out the first time.

but--

The two talents rushed out a few steps, and a majestic force emerged from behind, pulling them back.

"Well? This is..."

The middle-aged scribe quickly opened his eyes in horror.

I saw the original girl who was weak like a candle. The pale look suddenly returned to normal, the blood of the corner of the mouth disappeared, and the tyrannical and overbearing breath came out of her delicate body. There was still a slight injury. It is still in its peak state.

On the face of the stunning girl, there was a banter, like a clown, looking at the middle-aged scribe.

Ding Hao was also taken aback.

Was the fabulous girl just deliberately showing weakness and pretending to be injured, in order to lure the middle-aged scribes to reveal their true colors?

A deep heart!

This stunning girl is really not easy.

"You..." The middle-aged scribe was wrong and surprised and angry: "You are lying to me, you..."

He is also a person who has experienced the storm, his mind is cautious and quiet, and he is definitely not going to make such mistakes, but the temptation of [Zhen Shenyin] is too big, greed swallows his heart, thinks everything. They are all in control, so they will not hesitate to tear their skins.

but now……

The middle-aged scribes' face changed rapidly, and a burst of green and red, a bite of teeth turned into a rainbow, the first time chose to escape.

Even the four great demon squadrons were all crushed by the fabulous girl with the [Tian Shenyin], let alone he alone? Since the stunning girl is not injured, she can definitely spur the [Shenzhen Seal], leaving no chance of winning, and the danger of corruption.

"Are you going?"

The stunning girl’s voice is cold and unrelenting.

A red mans burst out of the body, just like the light of the world, the first come first, with unparalleled momentum, rushing toward the heart of the middle-aged scribe.

It is [Tian Shenyin].

"Do not……"

The middle-aged scribes were heartbroken and screamed, and they shouted in horror.

Before the golden scorpion crocodile and other sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred ancestors, the congenital body of the sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred Can not escape the end of the broken bones.

boom!

[Zhen Shenyin] is in the middle of his back.

"Oh..." The middle-aged scribe spurted a blood out of his mouth, and his body was splitting. He was thrown away by hundreds of meters.

"Well? I am still alive?" The first time the middle-aged scribes landed, a slap in the face, and then became ecstasy, seems to understand what, haha ​​laughed: "I am still alive? I know, stinky, You are actually hurt, right? You can't push the [Shenzhen Seal] as before, otherwise, under this attack, where is there still life in this sect?"

"dead!"

The beautiful girl looks cold and continues to push [Zhen Shen Yin] to the middle-aged scribe.

God's seal is unparalleled, and the momentum is still extremely amazing.

However, Ding Hao clearly saw that a trace of blood was no longer able to contain the girl's mouth from the corner of the mouth. She was really injured. At this moment, she was only forced to scream [Zhen Shen Yin].