Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

Until that moment, the vitality of the Yuan Yingqiang was broken, and the remaining three talents were so convinced that it was incredible. I couldn’t believe that a Yuan Yingqiang was dead. The hands of the great monk...

Even if this big spirit is the body of the mysterious spirit, even if her life is a beast, it is an ancient animal, even if she is ancient, it can be, that can be a strong infant! That is, even if the flesh is dead, you can also use the Yuan Ying escape to survive the powerful! How, how could it be so dead...

Because I couldn't believe it, one of the Yuan Ying monks flew past and lifted the dead Yuan Ying monk. This time, I saw that the one who was stabbing him in Dantian, where Yuan Ying is. The place, a cut-off sword, just like a sword without warning, penetrated his body, only revealing a little sword tip outside the **** robes.

At this time, the Yuan Ying monk, who was originally only a middle-aged appearance, died with the vitality of his life, and Yuan Ying died. His face quickly withered and became old. In the end, he became a skinny and old man. Old man.

The atmosphere seemed to solidify at this moment, and the repressed and low-spirited breath was released from the body of the remaining three Yuan Ying monks. The murderous murderous machine rushed in the air, forming a stream of air that would be a few people. The surrounding circle is surrounded by the same connection as the outside world, which not only isolates but also blocks the outside sight.

When the dean and other people get closer, the more they feel that the pace of blood surge is difficult to move, the same number of people in the Yuan Ying class are better, and the tutors gradually lengthen the distance with the dean and others. Step forward, but still can't get close.

This is the difference in strength, the difference is one level, the difference is not one star and a half.

"Feng Jiu! Let's die!"

Inside, the cold voice that contained the murderous intentions made the people outside the airflow barrier startled and felt incredible.

Feng Jiu is still alive? Can I hold it under the hands of Yuan Ying’s monk for so long?

"Small nine! Xiaojiu!"

Guan Xiyu was anxious, even though he was at the Wuzong level, but at this moment, even if he did not want to go forward and rushed into the airflow barrier, he could not move further.

Under the powerful pressure and airflow filled in the air, every step of his life is like a heavy weight. Every time he pulls a distance, the blood in the body is boiling, rolling, like a spurt of chest.

Like him, Xiao Yihan, although he is already a base monk, but at this time, under this powerful pressure, it is difficult to move. The more difficult it is, the more shock he will be. Even they can do so. How can Feng Jiu’s repairs last for so long?

"You should go back to the back. The pressure and airflow are too strong here. You can't stand it." The vice-president said that the sleeves were smashed and the two men were sent out dozens of meters by a force.

However, when Nie Teng was also sent out, he saw his cold and cold eyes staring at him with a cold chill, and he let him whisper for a while. How did he follow? Knowing that the danger is coming, is he also familiar with Feng Jiu?

"I do not go!"

Nie Teng said with a calm voice. After looking at the vice-president, his eyes fell on the airflow in front of him. He listened to the fighting sounds coming from inside. He was tight in his heart and immediately took out something from the space.