God Of Slaughter

The thirty-fifth chapter of the hot hand destroy flower

The corpse king!

This head is about three meters high, and it is covered with thick and long-haired monsters. It is the foundation of the sacred gods.

The corpse king is the highest level of corpse slaves. He knows how to use the power of the five elements, the body of gold and iron, can immunize most swords and all kinds of power secrets.

Every corpse king has to undergo the tempering of the smelting corpse for thousands of years, sucking countless corpses, is one of the most terrible creatures between heaven and earth.

When the corpse king came out, the bottom of the island of the windy island suddenly burst into a lot of sinister corpses, and the icy icy icy gas, such as thick mucus, spurted out and gathered to the corpse.

There is another name for Yinfeng Island, called the funeral island, which is the site of the burial of the ancient family.

Many warriors in the ancient family are dead and will be buried in this Yinfeng Island. Over time, under the ground of the Yinfeng Island, the bodies of countless warriors have been buried. These corpses are not exposed to sunlight in the special environment of Yinfeng Island. Passing away, has been hidden in the ground.

Qingming chose to use Yinfeng Island as the temporary residence of the corpse, which is a fancy of the island and fancy the bodies of countless warriors under the island.

The corpse king sneaked into the ground, and with the help of the corpse here, he has been practicing. After the familiarity of this period, it has been greatly replenished from the corpse of this smoky island.

Standing in front of the green body, the corpse of the king's mouth was so long that he reached the chin. The nails of both hands were like ten sharp swords, about one meter long. A scorpion scorpion, like a long scorpion, flies out of the nail tip, squirming in the void, strange and inexplicable.

The corpse king quickly gathered the corpse of the Yinfeng Island, the pair of gray-eyed eyes without human emotions, and the empty look of Shiyan, seemingly waiting for a command from Qingming.

Tianhou, the emperor, the two yin and yang cave owners, also quietly appeared, one after the other, faintly see Shiyan.

Tiantian Fanxiang clouded a lilac dress, the purple skirt was slightly narrow, and the knees covered the big body. The white legs were covered with jade, and the skirts showed her curves. The waist was slender and the hips were full. The crisp and heavy chest is almost to be split, giving a feeling of fullness.

The red lips are rich, the water is beautiful, and the water is full of intoxicating style. She looks at Shiyan with such a smile, like a big sister next door, as if to bring the person in front of her eyes into a nightmare.

After the emperor was behind him, he did not say a word, but suddenly sat down, shaking a white fan in his hand. The fan painting was a picture of a hundred birds facing the phoenix. It was as graceful as a refined old man who studied and learned.

Qing Ming with a mask of green face and fangs, his body is covered in loose black robes, a pair of eyes are green and green, such as the poisonous snake in the dark cave, looking for opportunities to choose people.

The tribes of the three gods and the yin and yang caves sneak out from the caves surrounding the dead mountains, and watch the rock in the cave.

Yin Hai is also among them.

Holding a silver crying sorrow in his hand, Yin Hai's face was gray, like a dead man, cunniling with a smile, ready to see how Shiyan died.

Three sacred warriors, dozens of nirvana, and a good place in heaven, this corpse and the power of yin and yang, seem to have all gathered in this desert island.

Shiyan, surrounded by Qingming, Tianhou and Dihuang, was stunned in his heart and his face suddenly gloomy.

This is a trap, a trap specifically for him!

When Qing Ming came out, he immediately understood that when the corpse king and the queen and the emperor appeared, he fell into the bottom of the valley, knowing that this time he finally encountered hard shackles, fearing that it was difficult to squat from this. The desert island has left.

"Little brother, killing so many people in both of us, has been very moist in the recent days?" Fan Xiangyun smiled, Feng Yun's posture is like swinging with the wind, the **** and beautiful buttocks seem to tremble together, swinging A circle of fascinating waves.

The temptation of the charming person, quietly and silently, such as a tempting magnetic field, instantly enveloped this area.

The nearby corpse gods, as well as the male disciples of the Yin and Yang Dongtian, are like eating a strong aphrodisiac. They are all red and red, and the eyes are almost squirting a hot flame. The eyes look at her with a sigh of relief. Let it go.

Even the emperor, the eyes are suddenly showing the color of lust, and the breathing is slightly rushed.

Shi Yan’s eyes suddenly became confused.

He stood in front of the Vatican Clouds, in the dead mountains, but suddenly found the scenes of different changes...

The mountain peaks beside them became the Qionglou Yuyu, which became a magnificent palace. The land at the foot became a court feast with luxurious carpets.

Beside him, it seems like a sudden fascination of a beautiful young girl, those young girls undressing, exhaling like blue, red lips squirming, showing the most beautiful **** body of the graceful body, is affectionate Wrapped around him...

The splendid obscenity environment seems to be able to dig out the deepest desires of anyone's heart, turn a person into a beast, pull out the demons, and engulf all the human minds.

Fanxiangyun eats and smiles, and the moving Fengyun body sways gently, and the sacred martial arts of the Yin and Yang Caves is quietly spread out, with a smile and a fascinating eye. When the rock is brought into a dream, it is necessary to smash its soul, so that he will never fall into a dream.

Everyone outside the court, as long as it is a male, has been affected.

Whether it is the disciple of the corpse and the corpse slaves, or the disciple of Yin and Yang, who is familiar with the affairs of men and women, whether it is Nirvana or Heaven, all lost in this "Early Dream", one by one. I don't know who I am, and I am a little confused in the heat, watching the van Gogh cloud.

Even the emperor was slightly affected by the influence. It is obvious that his state of mind is indeed slightly worse than that of the van Gogh. It is no wonder that in the decision-making event of Yin and Yang Dongtian, he must listen to the opinions of Fan Xiangyun.

The only thing that is not affected in the field is Qing Qingyi! Among his oily eyes, there is only a sinister, no trace of confusion.

"After the day, is it almost?"

Qing Ming looked at it for a while, and the voice was hoarse: "Don't waste everyone's time. I will let the corpse king destroy him now. If it is a hundred, I will get nothing unexpected."

"Don't." Fan Xiangyun smiled, as if he had come to the interest, ran a wink at Qingming, grinned and said: "I said, I want this kid to get rid of the sun. Dead, now he has entered a dream, without any sense of autonomy, no matter how I move him, he will not resist, only obey me."

In this way, she did not care about the number of people around, and she smiled and walked into Shiyan, and began to undress.

Qing Ming’s eyes flashed a bit of disgust, and he snorted. “This kid is only a nirvana. How much benefit can you get if you smoke him?”

"He is a strong man who once cut off Mochi's arm. In his body, it is definitely not just the power of Nirvana." Fan Xiangyun chuckled, but Meilu suddenly became cold and glanced at the blue. Ming, not pleasing to the road: "If this kind of strong person is absorbed by me, I can definitely get great benefits. Qing Ming, you have to rely on me, or am I not busy?"

"That's good, he is your body, but other things in him must belong to me!" The cult of the gods frowned.

"The problem of the ownership of the secret treasure, we will talk about it later." Fan Xiangyun smiled on his face, but his eyes became more and more cold. "You can take it with the skyfire, but you don't even think about his sword!"

In this way, Fan Xiangyun has arrived at the side of Shiyan. Her red lips spit a scent on the face of Shiyan, and gently put the rock to the ground.

A dark red curtain suddenly popped out of her fantasy ring and covered her with Shi Yan. Only people could see her and Shi Yan’s body image, see what she was doing, but could not see it. The details.

A dream is as true as it is, and people can't tell the truth. In a strange dream, it seems that everything can be obtained, all troubles are put down, and the most primitive passions in the heart are released.

A beautiful and touching woman, the fat and fat Yan is not the same, but it is so fascinating, they all show their affection, and they are so eager to entangle him, showing the most touching beauty to him...

Shiyan is lost in a dream.

In the curtain, Van Gogh smiled at him with a smile, while secretly paying attention to his changes in his eyes, while gently peeling off his shirt, until after seeing the towering peaks, Fan Xiangyun The smile on my face is getting brighter.

Slowly fade the clothes, Van Gogh's wonderful scene is full of charm, smiled, twisted the buttocks, and sat a little bit toward Shiyan.

"what!"

Van Gogh cloud suddenly screamed, and the flattering face was full of panic, and hurriedly wanted to stand up.

The coldness of the bones spread from her scent to the whole body, and the ice-like cold force flew into her body from her ***, rushing in her internal organs, and immersing her in the cold. Jiaojiao every corner, every bone!

Shiyan's fascinating hot eyes suddenly show the meaning of cold and unrelenting!

Without hesitation, she raised her hand and grabbed her heavy snow white milk. The handprints of Shiyan’s palms were printed and flashed in, and they burst into the air and burst into the huge **** of Fan Xiangyun.

"boom!"

Fan Xiangyun's delicate ketone body, broke through the curtain, and flew straight out from the top of the curtain!

Her two straight legs are quickly frozen, and the white water of the scent is also ice crystal, a pair of attractive breasts, which are directly blasted, such as two blood-filled balloons suddenly The explosion broke open.

In her watery beauty, there is no trace of charm, this time it is full of horror!

Crazy screaming, she held her chest tightly in the void, seems to want to stop the burst of the chest, but the blood of the red, but can not stop flowing from her hand, such as trickle On her snowy ketone body, she ran all the way, and then when she reached the lower abdomen, she instantly formed a blood-red ice line, which showed a kind of scary beauty.

The stone rock in the curtain of the man, with a cold face and cold color, grinning and screaming, slamming the whole body and rushing toward the van Gogh cloud that has not yet fallen in the air.

It is necessary to kill all the killings.