"A stroke of Danqing!"

"Zhu Xie retreat!"

Ji Hong used the pens of the demon, and constantly outlined it in this void.

A fragmentary chopping word comes out of the air, printed on the huge body.

Blood mist appears.

The frequency of shaking is increased.

Ji Hong's expression remains unchanged.

"Ink dyed Qiankun, a little cinnabar reflects Hongxia!"

"Extinction!"

Ji Hong's voice sounded again.

The surrounding space seems to be a small world, locking firmly.

The text he wrote is several times in this small world.

The extinguishing word is blood -red, like blood condensation, shuttles from the void, falling in the heart of the gangsters.

A crack in the void suddenly appeared, stirring the head of the gossip.

Blood continues to flow down its body and dye the scarlet of the lake.

"Look at the flowers in the fog, look at the moon in the water."

"Fantasy Bubble."

"Say!"

A blooming flowers are blooming, covered with lakes.

It's just that this flower looks so unreal.

In the lake, a bright moon appears, but under the shining of blood, it is like a red moon.

The space around the gossip is strenuous, and there are more and more fine wounds on its body.

But Ji Hong also seemed a little weak at this time.

"The wind rises, the wind stops ..."

"spring..."

The breeze was brushed, and the blowing flowers swayed gently.

The lake water is waved, the blood moon is broken.

This space is like a mirror, and it completely bursts.

The wounds of the gossip can no longer be suppressed, collapsed, and blood flow is like notes.

But in the same way, the array of the proclaimed gossip is also accompanied by the wind and dissipates together.

Ji Hong's figure shook slightly in the void and murmured himself: "I didn't expect ... so anti -fight ..."

"I have lost ..."

Seeing that, even if I ended up so many offensives, I still stood stubbornly, including the scars on the body, and healing at a slow speed. Ji Hong's face was a little ugly, and suddenly shouted: "The wind is tight, the hook!"

"Can't beat, run quickly!"

Outside the fog.

The old white apes who were still watching the show heard the shout, and the body was slightly stiff.

"Ji Hong!"

"Your uncle!"

"Lao Tzu really doesn't have a card, don't play anymore!"

"Special, sooner or later you are played by you!"

The old white ape jumped up and jumped directly, scolded at the void, and couldn't even care about the continuous disguise before the gossip.

"I haven't played, I can't fight."

"No demon."

Ji Hong opened lightly. The next moment, the brush that might be scattered at any time in his hand, exhausted the last trace of energy, and opened a mouth in the void.

Ji Hong stepped in, and the figure disappeared in the air. 201Ωw.

There are only gangsters, and they are still making anger roar.

It turned sharply, and the body that could already be moved rushed out of the lake, regardless of its own wound.

"Old White Ape!"

Although it can't see the surrounding scene, it can still clearly feel the location of the old white ape.

"die!"

The shout just now has completely exposed the camp.

Crazy dragged the seriously injured body, rushed towards the old white ape, and the mountain shook the mountain.

The surrounding demon is crazy into the body, healing its injuries.

"I'm really ..."

"I watched the show for a while, and the revenge was really strong!"

The old white ape fled, and the leader followed it in panic.

But even if you are seriously injured, the speed is not comparable to the two seventh levels.

Seeing that the distance was getting closer, the old white ape gritted slightly: "Brother, live well, the life I owe you, today ... still!"

Speaking, the footsteps of the old white ape slowed down and showed a gentle smile to the unification. The eyes were full of reluctance, but he resolutely.

That unified collar!

"Death to die!"

"Ben king is the kind of greedy man who is afraid of death!"

Its footsteps also stopped, took a deep breath, and the fear of the bottom of the eyes gradually converged, and it became crazy.

"No, listen to me, run away, otherwise it is too late, I am behind you ..."

The old white ape is still comforting.

It's just that it hasn't finished saying it, and the leader rushed up.

Old Bai Ape stood behind, looking at this scene, shook his head slightly, and sighed: "Well, a good chess piece, its talent, it is expected to be a demon master ..."

"My card is abolished, Ji Hong ... you should be satisfied."

"This should be the situation you want to see."

Seeing that the unification was resolutely blocked in front of the gossip, he bite his body crazy, the old white ape no longer escaped, but just hid in a slightly safe position, and looked silently.

Roar, roar constantly.

The two large monsters gave up the demon, skills, and killed them in the most primitive form.

Unfortunately, even if he was seriously injured, in the face of this leader, he still crushed.

Blood dyeing.

"Brother ... Brother ..."

"I ... should ... save you ... right ..."

The unified fell on the ground, and the blood blocked its pupils.

In the vague, it seems to see an old white ape in the distance, and he is watching this scene.

"You ... you run ..."

As if returning to the light, it stood up again, shouting at the old white ape, and exhausted its last strength, hitting the body again.

Facing the crazy leadership, the serious injuries and injuries have become more serious. Standing barely, the blood still has blood overflowing.

"Traitors, a group ... a group of traitors."

"Master Ben Mountain ... kill all of you ... kill."

"Ant!"

Just when the gimmick was still shouting, the cracks in the void reappeared.

Ji Hong stepped out, looking at the expressionless old white ape, the weak cough twice.

"I am today, even if I am fighting together, cough ... Keke ... I have to cut you off."

"The wind rises, the rain falls, the electric flash, the thunder."
To be continued...