Invincible Powers

When Wu Xiting woke up and looked at Yu Yuan, he would get rid of it soon.

He was really afraid of Yu Yuan and was instinctively afraid.

The strong wind in the Yinfeng Valley is like a cloud, there is Mei Qiurong, there is Long Tianxiao, there is Guan Xianyun of ghost Fu Zong, and that black and thin girl who is all poisonous...

But those people, he didn't have any fear.

When facing Yu Yuan alone, he felt uncomfortable everywhere and uncomfortable everywhere.

After Wu Xiting thought about it, he knew the reason-he couldn't see through Yu Yuan!

Chen Qingyan, Mei Qiurong, Long Tianxiao and so on, no matter how high the realm, no matter how big the origin is, he has roughly counted in his heart, so he also has the confidence to know how to respond.

However, Yu Yuan, who had come from the Dark Moon City, had never heard of it before, and seemed to be shrouded in the depths of the thick mist. I couldn't see the "True Capacity"!

Moreover, as the contact deepens in the back, this feeling becomes more intense!

Cultivate "Shamo Demon Body Training", and understand "Nine Yao Sky Wheel", but also can control the wind of Yinyang Gang, can pull out the short spear, and in the deep of the cave, can also use the dragon bone of the Nine Nether Cold Jiao , Spit out the extremely cold dragon's breath, making himself instantly frozen.

What happened to this child?

Look at the meaning of the ancestor, he and the ancestor have long been familiar?

Just after breaking away from the forbidden land, the ancestor lurking in the Bifeng Mountain Range, the most prestigious predecessor of Nai Zongmen, was a soulless soul, which turned into a special existence of inhumanity, and was still a foreign body between heaven and earth.

Yu Yuan, how do you recognize the ancestor?

Wu Xiting was full of doubts and said that, after killing Yu Yuan quickly, he suddenly noticed the blood shadow where Angao Mountain was located, and he didn't seem to hear what he said at all.

Wu Xiting looked in a trance, carefully observed from the blood shadow face without real face.

Angaoshan, who has no face, feels as if his expression is very dignified at this moment.

An Paoshan didn't go to see Yu Yuan, turned around, and seemed to put all his attention on Chen Qingyan.

Wu Xiting was stunned for a moment, and his eyes were a little bit more severe.

He also looked at Chen Qingyan and the snakeskin scabbard in Chen Qingyan's hands. Because of his soul and body, he was frozen. His previously sluggish body and thinking were quickly active again.

"Sword sheath!"

Looking at the unpredictable snakeskin scabbard, Wu Xiting squinted gently and then closed his eyes directly.

No longer look with eyes, but with Yin Shen to perceive.

In the perception of Yinshen, the snakeskin scabbard held in Chen Qingyan's hand is no longer a dead object, but a cold jiao releasing an extremely cold dragon breath!

After more than three hundred years, many people thought that the cold jellyfish that was dormant at the bottom of the cold abyss was like coiling around Chen Qingyan's arms!

Only in the depths of the Nine Nether Cold Abyss, the cold and harsh breath that can be conceived rises from the snake skin scabbard and emerges from Chen Qingyan's arm holding the scabbard.

There is a bizarre green flame, which seems to grow quietly from Chen Qingyan's body.

The turquoise flames are clearly burning, and the breath that can be seen is actually the horror of Sen Han.

Throughout the Dragon Cave, the temperature suddenly dropped!

The thick smoke seems to be released from Chen Qingyan's body. The bone marrow of the person with cold smoke will be frozen, making people want to quickly escape from this dragon cave, how far away is it.

The green flame did not come from the snakeskin scabbard, not from the cold jiao.

——It originates from Chen Qingyan's body!

The snake skin scabbard, the extreme cold current that escaped from the cold dragon keel, seemed to be just a triggered primer, an igniting star, igniting the green flame hidden in Chen Qingyan's body.

Chen Qingyan, holding the snakeskin scabbard, looked surprised at the moment, like being in an unreal dream.

She frowned lightly, looking a little bit painful, and anxious.

The little black girl standing behind her, looking at her at the moment, quietly backed away a few steps.

It seemed that the cold smoke that was constantly released from her body, the green flame that was invisible to the naked eye, made the black skinny girl feel uncomfortable.

"It turns out so."

Yu Yuan stared at Chen Qingyan in the middle of the dragon bone coiled by Han Jiao, stunned for a while, and murmured softly.

"Click!"

He stood in the center, the cold keel keel, there was a strange noise.

More joints, sound one by one!

He looked at Han Jiao's keel, under his eyelids, weirdly moving, surrounded by a stream of streamers, quietly contracted, changing in a very complicated way.

Han Jiao's keel finally shrunk and changed into a crystal-sparkling, transparent sword.

This sword, revealing the chill, is clearly the taste of Nine Nether Han Yuan!

The thin sword is transformed from the cold dragon's keel!

Snakeskin scabbard, held by Chen Qingyan as a talisman, seems to be created by special means to carry the sword.

The thin sword is green, as wide as two fingers, about one meter.

At a glance, the thin sword is like a turquoise river, clear and bottomed.

But the chill that came out of the thin sword made everyone feel uncomfortable, even if only looking at the thin sword, the soul was cold.

In an instant, Yu Yuan discovered the dragon bone of the Nine Nether Cold Jiao, completely shadowless.

The slender green sword, attracted by the snakeskin scabbard, condensed into a turquoise streamer, and flew towards Chen Qingyan, rushing towards the snakeskin scabbard like a dragon entering the sea.

The thin sword enters the scabbard, the end was once famous for the vast world, and the cold jiao was born in the cold valley of the Nine Nether, like a soul body combined into one.

"laugh!"

The green flame rose from Chen Qingyan's palm, covered the snakeskin scabbard, and drilled into the scabbard.

It seems to be using the green flame to refine the thin sword.

Chen Qingyan closed his eyes and was in a trance. All his actions seemed instinctive.

Han Jiao disappeared, and Yu Yuan stood there alone, looking at Chen Qingyan calmly.

call out!

A light and shadow passed by, and the black and thin little girl suddenly settled beside Yu Yuan.

When the little black girl passed by, there was a little raindrop.

Falling on Mei Qiurong, the body that fell to the ground.

Immediately, I saw the silence for a long time, the visitor of Xuan Tianzong, who had no sound, suddenly emitted thick smoke.

Mei Qiurong's flesh and blood body turned into a pool of blood in the thick smoke.

The blood shadow of Angao Mountain's change seems to have looked at Mei Qiurong, and seeing her turn into blood water, there is nothing to do.

Wu Xiting pondered for a while and whispered softly.

Yuan Huo Jing, who was supposed to be outside, was called by his power, like a crimson flaming awn, and then came.

Yuan Huojing took a picture of Mei Qiurong's body in Wu Xiting's hands.

Mei Qiurong's three souls of heaven, earth and people flew one by one from the location of the corpse, and were pulled into Yuanhuojing, either refined, or suppressed by Wu Xiting and imprisoned.

"Tian Gong Yin!"

Wu Xiting took a deep breath, and with the free hand, he grasped hard.

Due to the death of Mei Qiurong, the unowned Tiangong Yin immediately fell to Wu Xiting.

"boom!"

Tuan Tuanguang, blooming in the palm of Wu Xiting, wrapped that peculiar Indian seal.

Until now, Chen Qingyan still didn't open his eyes, still holding the snakeskin scabbard with the sword body, but the green flame rose from the body to wash and refine the thin sword transformed from the cold dragon's dragon bone.

Angaoshan didn't disturb her, and she was always on guard, seeming to know that she was troubled.

Wu Xiting got the Tiangongyin and saw that she was still closed, and she had a wicked thought in her heart, and he asked tentatively, "Ancestor?"

The blood shadow transformed by Angao Mountain, the shadow suddenly turbulent, like a red flame swaying, and his soul thoughts also generated in a sudden.

However, Wu Xiting failed to grasp it immediately.

Chen Qingyan, who closed his eyes and refined the sword, instinctively smelled the maliciousness of Wu Xiting, his eyes did not open, and the hand holding the snake skin scabbard pointed to Wu Xiting.

A green sword awn flew out of the scabbard.

The cold mist lingering in the Long Grottoes, all of a sudden, merged into that green sword sword.

Wu Xiting ecstatically flew upward.

The green swordmang passed away through his waist and abdomen, and the swordmang revealed the deepest cold power of Jiuyou Hanyuan, and immediately attacked again in Wu Xiting.

"Click!"

Unlike the original Dragon's Breath of the Cold Chia, the sword, the green swordman's cold, was not meant to freeze his flesh and soul.

It is frost cracking!

"Haka! Kaka!"

Wu Xiting's waist and abdomen, the flesh and blood pierced by the green swordmans, after freezing, he broke apart and exploded!

He wailed and scolded "Little Niang Pi". He was about to perform the Sorcery of Souls, but he found that Yin Yan Gang wind appeared strangely in his soul.

Feeling the wind and wind coming from the wind, his calm soul knew the sea and showed the waves of flame suddenly.

His unique flesh-and-blood body instinctively resists the yin gang wind, and will not be afraid of being evaded by the yin gang wind.

But now, this flesh and blood body was pierced by the green sword-man's hole, and the Yin Lang Gang was hidden in the Gang Feng, and as the power of the cold froze his blood and flesh, he rushed into his soul to know the sea.

Chen Qingyan was so pointed, just like a green sword sword, the accompanying cold power and Yin Gang Gang wind, hit him hard.

Wu Xiting shuddered, looking at the waist and abdomen, the flesh and blood burst and burst, feeling the dramatic change of the soul's knowledge of the sea, and looked at Chen Qingyan with a fearful expression.

Chen Qingyan still closed his eyes, unaware of what happened.

Angaoshan, who was condensed as a blood shadow, gave a soul warning and found that Wu Xiting did not grasp it instantly, and knew that it was worse.

When Chen Qingyan instincted according to her instincts, Wu Xiting, who had a wicked thought in her heart, waved her sword, and Angaoshan understood that Wu Xiting, who didn't know what to do, was afraid that she would be unlucky.

Angaoshan looked at Chen Qingyan again, and without a face, he turned around again.

He faced Yu Yuan, his soul thought moved slightly.

Yu Yuan frowned slightly, and when he wanted to speak, he found that the blood shadow he turned into, like a cloud of blood covering Wu Xiting, rolled up Wu Xiting and flew towards the outside.

"Hoo!"

Outside the valley, the smoldering clouds surging wildly, seeming to intercept obstacles.

Yu Yuan thought for a while and said, "Fuck."

The change of malaria smoke cloud suddenly stopped.

The black and thin little girl blinked her eyes and looked puzzled.

"An Paoshan is very powerful. We can't stop him. We must force it to stay. It may not be possible to get a bargain." Yu Yuan explained, "The Wu Xiting of the blood god, I wrote down, he will die sooner or later."

The little girl nodded gently and no longer insisted.

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