Touched, Li Chengzhu. Tears welled up in her eyes.
As if he were venting his depression during this period, Li Chengzhu closely followed Wu Cang’s fall, and his body kicked harder than one foot. His feet turned and kicked at Wu Cang’s head.
Compared with immortals, Li Chengzhu really didn’t show off.
But compared with the immortal, Li Chengzhu believes that there is no one worse than him in the whole celestial world.
Regardless of the surging aura strength and storage capacity of your body, the aura density has almost reached a state of rapid condensation just because Mo Xie’s own otherworldly enchantment has been refined for nearly a thousand years.
Li Chengzhu, a little immortal in the late Mahayana period, felt that he could crush him with one hand.
"Bang bang!" Wu Cang doesn’t even have an old face when he opens his mouth and cries miserably. His mouth is twisted with pain, and his eyes are tightly opened and turned straight.
Qi Zhengdao cracked his mouth and his allies felt pain. He clearly saw several big teeth gushing out of Wu Cang’s mouth with a stream of blood, and they were smashed to pieces by the violent aura before landing in a beautiful arc.
"yum!" Wu Cang finally landed on the ground, and a cloud of dust rose on the ground, and several colors flashed out of it.
"Yi Yi" is a light sound, and all three brothers shudder all over. They are familiar with this light sound, which is the sound of the fairy sword inserted into the flesh, and the friction between metal and flesh sounds so horrible and gloomy in their ears at the moment.
When the dust cleared, Boss Li stepped on Wu Cang’s face and turned his head to look up at the three brothers in the sky with a biting face.
More than 300 fairy swords have firmly fixed Wu Cang’s limbs on the ground. From a distance, Boss Li’s feet are like a hedgehog with thorns.
Blood stained the land, and the fairy sword in Wu Cang’s hand has disappeared. The summoned magic weapon has returned to the master’s body independently because of the fierce attack on his master.
There is a fairy sword inserted through the aorta and spouting blood like a red gushing well.
This time, Li Chengzhu didn’t say anything more. The terrible eyes of Boss Li, the immortal, trembled and fell from it, and quickly put the magic weapon of flying sword into the ring, blinking a pair of koo eyes.
Liu’s big man rushed to the front of Xianchang with a big axe and looked at Wu Cang’s face, which was kicked into a pig’s head, and tried to suppress a smile.
Tough! Luo Sihai gave Li Chengzhu this conclusion. His strength can win the cultivation of immortals without any tricks, but at the moment he tortured the disobedient cultivation of immortals in such a terrible situation.
Boss Li stretched out and pulled it out and inserted it into the armory. A fairy sword instantly brought out a stream of blood. He raised his big foot hand and patted some cracked shoes. He looked at Wan Yue and said, "Give me a cold iron shoe."
Wu Cang’s body trembled uncontrollably, and her eyes looked at Li Chengzhu more than fear.
There was a waterfall sweat on the moon, and she didn’t find herself as a master until now. It was almost inhuman when she became fierce.
Liu’s big guy smacked his mouth. "It would be more enjoyable if the toe of the shoe was refined with a few blood grooves."
The three brothers took a step back in order, even Qi Zhengdao was no exception.
Master Qi Dage swallowed his saliva, and he was already a little determined by the idea of leaving just now.
Boss Li patted Liu Sanbiao on the shoulder with a pick of eyebrows. "That’s a good idea."
Liu Dake is still dissatisfied with his own opinion. "The bloodletting trough can’t be too long or too short. It’s easy to die, and you can’t put much blood fairy long. Do you think it’s enough?" Liu Sanbiao gave his pertinent advice to Boss Li inhumanely.
Listen, the conversation between the two men was more exciting than Jiang Ziyin’s sudden feeling of sadness and inhumanity. It’s so inhuman that it is better to be captured by the angel corps and sodomized by several angels in the past.
Boss Li patted Liu’s big shoulder, which was so small that it won my heart. I turned to look at Wu Cang, who was already fighting, and smiled coldly. "Master Wu, do you think I should torture you slowly or directly abolish your baby?"
Wu Cang’s forehead cracked a big mouth, and the blood had already flowed into his eyes. He now saw that everyone in front of him was red, ferocious and horrible. When he heard such terrible humanitarian words again, he immediately trembled and touched the fairy sword. The wound cracked and his mouth groaned.
Boss Li turned his head to look at the number of immortals and said simply, "Quit the magic sword Sect fifty miles away immediately or you will be with him."
The right hand holds the fairy sword against Li Chengzhu’s left hand caresses Wu Cang’s chest and fingers, and presses the press carefully, as if looking for the heart position for a long time before nodding. Wu Cang is full of fear, and her eyes ruthlessly insert the fairy sword.
Not surprisingly, the body of the armory is even ruined. Even if it is directly inserted into the heart by the fairy sword, it is impossible for the fairy emperor’s body to be serious, and it may also affect Yuan Ying.
"Hey!" A provocative sigh came from a distance.
Boss Li felt that his heart was sour and his hand trembled and he couldn’t insert it any more.
Those sad memories swarmed like high tide, and Boss Li suddenly immersed himself in his memories.
The bitterness and hardships of being a reporter on the earth took one or two good photos, and lay in ambush like snipers for days and nights, eating dry bread and drinking cold white water. The scene of the month when the celestial world was ravaged by Gu Linglong slowly emerged.
"Ding Ding Ding!" As soon as it is clear, it is like a disgruntled woman who lives in a boudoir sighing, like a wife watching the battlefield and her husband returning but disappointed, like a mother looking forward to going out to study and her children coming home disappointed.
All kinds of complicated and difficult emotions instantly coiled Li Chengzhu’s mind
Everyone in the place was immersed in this kind of pain, except for a few earth figures brought by Li Chengzhu.
Qi Zhengdao remembered his son’s tragic situation and shed a salty tear.
After nine days, Luo Ding conjured up hundreds of fairy swords, and suddenly disappeared. Boss Li’s mood swings could no longer last for nine days.
The whole body was light, and the armory quickly endured the pain, and disappeared in a blink, leaving a big pit and a pit full of blood-red land.
Li Chengzhu suddenly came to his senses when he saw the blood in front of him disappear.
Mental attack? What magic weapon? Boss Li turned his head and looked at the sound source, and at the same time silently transported aura to protect his Yuan God.
Big Liu is also twisting his head to find the sound, which is too ugly for him.
"Brahma Valley Sighing Qin!" Wan Yueyin entered the ear of Boss Li.
Actually, it’s the famous Yuan-Shen attack magic weapon sigh harp in the cultivation of immortals. Li Chengzhu’s face suddenly welled up a hot.
The Yuan gods attacked the magic weapon. I had heard someone say such a thing. In the realm of cultivating immortals, there are acacia cases, acacia bells, Sanskrit Valley sighs, and there are also ecstasy immortals and longevity flutes.
The magic weapon for attacking Yuan gods is a rare treasure. The order is not the standard of the magic weapon’s power, but it can be said that powerful people will have great power when they play with this magic weapon.
For example, although it is a four-fairy device, the value of the acacia bell is absolutely comparable to that of a direct attack fairy device.
Through the crowd, Boss Li saw a white suit hitting the ground and sat in front of a masked woman with a green gauze, with a bronze guqin of primitive simplicity, and the Sandy jade fingered the strings again and again.
This is the Lord of Brahma Valley? Li Chengzhu a pair of old eyes stare at the cow and want to see the true face of this woman through the green yarn.
There is one drawback of Yuan God’s attacking magic weapon. If the strength can’t control the magic weapon, then it is definitely a differential attack.
Now, if you look at the state of mind of these spiritual practitioners around you, Li Chengzhu will know that this Brahma Valley Master is as semi-tuned as himself and can’t ride a sigh harp.
It was because Lu couldn’t drive the bell that he made a commotion.