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Chapter Thirty Seven Lonely

Solution, millions of corpses, blood flow thousands of miles.

In the Three Realms, Tianjun Baiji was 280,000 years old, and the demon respected 5.71 million years.

fall from the sky.

Whoever created the karma should have the consequences. There is almost no sign. The Tianyu that just clear the clouds suddenly rolled the clouds.

, Forced anyone to do it.

The solemnity came from the layer, where the surviving fairy and the monster worshiped.

There was a loud noise in the thick cloud pile, and the deep purple thunder suddenly went down, and went straight towards the Qingqiu Emperor Ji.

"boom--"

The body that was originally standing upright fell to the ground because of thunder.

Wuyun was stained, and Tianyu slowly darken. Suddenly the lightning passed, and the light of the two lights passed through the sky, "Boom, Boom, Boom-"

After three consecutive heavy thunder, the red robe slowly revealed the bright red.

Heavenly punishment, thunder's anger, no mercy.

The silver and white lightning showed a white face. Bai Chu bit his lips, and the red blood flowed along the corner of his mouth.

The creature Jinxian needs to be subject to the three thunder and the bone. It is a demon, one thousand years, and the three -way Thunder. Three Taoist thunder is already the limit of the usual fairy magic. At this moment, the thunderous thunder is endless.

, Sky penalty, obviously not as simple as three.

"Boom -Boom-"

Extremely dark sky and sudden dazzling light, the bloody taste is getting stronger.

pain……

This kind of pain penetrates into the bone marrow, penetrates the lungs, and is unavoidable. Bai Chu's whole body is trembling, and he does not know when he becomes claws. The sharp nails are severely caught on the ground. The long marks above the stone bricks are deep.

The color of the body became darker and red, and the clothes were stained, and it was red to the ground.

Thirty -three threads, every time it falls is a injury.

The spicy and painful pain of the fire, like 10,000 worms, and a knife scraping needle. The clothes are tightly sticking to the body, and I don't know if it is sweat or blood.

Slowly, the eyelids were sinking, and my whole body was sore and softened. Until later, it was no more conscious, and Bai Chu fell to the ground. The fourteen tails appeared, and one of them was directly broken.

If it is an ordinary immortal, the four sky thunder will win his life. The loss of the first birth of the gods, and from the bottom to the big, the thirty -three almost deadly Tian Lei, actually called her to resist the life.

Then, then

The thunder stopped, the clouds were scattered, and a splendid glory spread from the dark clouds, and the world was fine again.

"Also qi?" The voice was indifferent and familiar.

Bai Chu was breathing, and his eyes were working hard.

In front of it is a pair of white boots, the dust is not stained. Then, the white sleeves are wide, the god residence is cold and handsome.

"Is it a disaster?" The Emperor of the Fox looked at her with a high time, and the eyes were cold. "Xilingfeng is a good place.

There is a dark in front of the eyes, no more consciousness.

Then, it seemed to have a good dream.

In the dream, killing all over the place, blood dyed thousands of miles like Xiu Luo Hell.

In the dream, Xuanyi Yinfeng, close at hand, touch the tentacles, the inch is ash.

In the dream, cold and cold, entering the heart.

Opening your eyes again, it is already a next life.

The solemn temple, cold and quiet. Beying on the splendid splendid, the fox emperor white clothes, raised the corner of the curtain: "Don't let you criticize a few folds, can you be frightened?"

Bai Chu got up from the bed, and his eyes were dark, "Achu told him to retreat."

The low voice seems to be in the abyss of Jiuyou, and lonely.

The fox emperor frowned.

Seeing that Bai Chu walked out of the door of the temple, he passed by with the prince entering the door without ignoring it.

Bai Mu, who made half of Bai Chuyu, wondered to the fox emperor, "Jun on the king, the prince of God ..."

"She is not very comfortable in her heart." The Emperor of the Fox was still indifferent, but the bottom of the eyes occasionally scratched the yin, the ice was cold and cool, "go and call back Bai Yi back."


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