Ye Feng made a broken drink and rushed up to the air. The few Qingwu fire out of the sky, exhausted, and the black flames that were attached to the killing of the gods of the gods, tearing it down.
The latter has passed out.
These black flames seem to be eye -catching, but they are quite horrible. Even if they are wrapped in fire, it also reveals a stream of heart palpitations.
Maybe if it is not too long, the black flame can burn the fire and get out of trouble.
After taking a sigh of breath, Ye Feng had a strong pain, and raised the power of the few Shenmu origin in Dantian.
With the origin of Shenmu, the strong recovery ability in the blood of the evil angels has been stimulated again. I saw that the black paint of black paint on the whole body was peeled off layer by layer, and quickly revealed the perfect body.
Killing God Yue also wake up.
"You ... saved me again?"
"You ... why do you save me?"
She looked at Ye Feng's eyes and flashed a little blank, and there were some desolate.
Ye Feng nodded deeply and laughed barely: "Maybe it is me ... I can realize your pain, I saw my own shadow, humiliation, bullying, squeezing and chase, but ... I don't
Or is it so alive? "
"What I want to tell you now is that the meaning of our existence is not just revenge, but not just letting ourselves live."
"The long river of life may be for a few years, or it may be hundreds of thousands of years. We are all in this river. If we want to swim on the other side, we must experience pain, experience joy, the best year of years and change.
In the world, people who have experienced various colors. There will be countless difficulties, pain, enemies, and want to knock down people like you and me. Even today, we may be all under this demon fire and turn into ashes. "
"But death and flame ... should not erase hope, you should not end there, we must firmly believe, even if we die today, there is always love and hope ..."
Ye Feng stretched out his hand and gently took the murderer into his arms.
Killing God Yue's body vibrated a little, her eyes straightened for a while. After a while, the light in her eyes slowly softened, reached out and surrounded Ye Feng, killing God Yue slowly closed her eyes, but on the corner of her mouth, she
A child -like smile was revealed.
Just like the naive little girl at that time.
The two bodies are closely fitted together. Ye Feng can feel the temperature passed by the other party, but at this time, he is as calm in his heart, without any other thoughts at all.
yes.
For many years, he has been looking for the missing father and sister, and he has continued to become stronger. Isn't it because there is a fire of hopeless hope in his chest?
"I saved you again, so you owe me more now."
Remove her arms, Ye Feng's eyes stared at those shining beautiful eyes.
"Um?"
"Promise me, live well, if I am lucky, I will resolve the grievances of this day for you. If I fail, it is possible, take care of the individuals who take care of the scanned door."
Ye Feng smiled softly, and between talking, his left hand suddenly clasped the meriner's meridian of the killing of the god moon, and the turbulent Shenmu source poured out for most of the palms.
outside.
After the injury, the god of killing the moon was unable to respond at all, and could only watch Ye Feng act.
Just as she was about to leave the most central position of the flames, she fingled quickly, and a finger -sized flame lotus screwed out, flying to Ye Feng's chest.
Ye Feng's pupils shrank slightly, reaching out to pick the flame lotus.
After a little perception, he understood the intention of killing Shenyue.
This flame has been refined, and the spiritual mark in it has long been cleaned. As long as he can plant his own spiritual mark, he can use it as he wants.
There is no doubt that it is the ray of red lotus industry fire that kills the moon.
Looking at the graceful figure of the disappearance, Ye Feng's movement was moved under his heart, turning his eyes to the black flames that were about to burn through the fire.
"Next, it's time to settle the account with you."
With a bombardment, the two kinds of Zisha Xuanhuo showed up at the same time, and the mental strength entered the main place.
roar!
The figure of the Demon Flame Dragon Lion also appeared at this moment, making the roar of the soul of the people, and an ordinary fire was sprayed, attached to the flames.
Under this isolated, the temperature of the black flames plummeted, especially the red lotus industry fire given by God Moon, which helped Ye Fengmo Da Da.
Take a deep breath, the overwhelming spiritual power came out, turning thousands of silk, and controlling a variety of flames to rush to the black flames.
It seemed to be perceived that the danger was coming, and the black flame began to dance crazy.
Boom ...
At this moment, it washed away from Qingwu Youhuo, broke away from control, and returned to the lotus petals.
"Let's get a higher!"
Two spiritual lights on the chest rushed, "Extreme Cold" and "Overwhelm" were urged to the extreme, blocking the dark atmosphere, releasing the coolness.
The next moment, Ye Feng wrapped dozens of tensions of mental power, and it covered the flame lotus.
Victory and negative, born in death.
It's all here.
The extreme colorful color appeared on the ghost's face, leading to a dark flame, and rushing to the spiritual power falling.
boom!
There seemed to be a thunder in my mind, and the endless illusion was stacked. The turbulent darkness rushed into the body. The painful Ye Feng twitched, and his limbs became tingling and rigid.
The whole body is full of pain that is difficult to describe, as if it was blown hundreds of times in the oil pan, and thrown into the cold seawater.
Ye Feng's consciousness suddenly became a bit weak.
He was just holding his teeth and supported himself to not let him faint.
Among the subconscious, time is stretched infinitely, because of its strong mental strength, each pain is extremely clear.
One person and one fire, and they did not give each other to compete with each other. They all wanted to put the other party to death.
Every corner of Ye Feng's body is squeezing the final potential, and the body is independently burned against the red lotus industry fire.
In his mind, the horror illusions after another, who wanted to defeat his psychological defense, sometimes turned into a beautiful scene, trying to break his mind.
"Grandma, want the little master to be a slave, delusion!"
With his face, Ye Feng bit his tip of his tongue, sprayed a bite of sperm blood, and worked hard to drive all the illusions produced in the brain.
With different fires, the consumption of Yuanli can be described by horror. There is not much left, and the consumption is faster at the moment. Dantian Yuanli continues to pour in all directions in all directions.
嘭嘭 ...
The storage bag was broken, and the remaining spiritual stones were fragmented and absorbed by Ye Feng. Even so, it still seemed a bit of money.
It is just that he has gone through the light, and there is no other way at all.
No one can let him rely on, life and death ... all with his own will.