The gas field of Zhen Gu Shuo is pouring away, and the coldness is scattered.
Nan Yueyue raised his legs, and his great power erupted, collided on the door, accompanied by a loud voice, and the gate with moss corroded collapsed.
The gate is broken, and the rotten wind rushes.
This green curtain is generally hits, with strong corrosion power, and wants to turn this day to the corrosive ocean.
The in vitro of Nan Jianyue was fluttered with strong blood gas, and the corrosion power could not break through the protection of blood gas. The green fog in the house was permeated, covering the sight, the potholes on the ground were uneven, the rough vines came out, and the ancient and desolate.
Nan Jianyue's expression was clear, and with the meaning of the ice, the domineering gas field shocked the sky. He stepped into the door, and Qiu Lin and Yan Qianxue followed.
Entering the door, a pair of masculinity scenes came into sight, the surroundings were terrible, all things were silent, the strong death and corrosion atmosphere, the dilapidated ground was full of various skeletons.
A dark red strange flower thrives, revealing the tenacious vitality and toughness, as if the fierce flowers bloomed in hell are beautiful and gorgeous, but with a cold cold.
"Wow, this flower looks pretty." Yan Qianxue's heart filled with curiosity. When he walked to a flower, he stretched out the jade hand and wanted to pick up a soft smile on his face.
Nan Ji Yueyan suddenly noticed the soul -enchanting spirit, and instantly alert, his eyes turned to Yan Qianxue, his right hand moved, the magic script was separated, and a sharp sword wave cut away the fog, which quickly and quickly cut the flower.
broken.
"Don't touch it, this flower is weird." His long voice then came out.
Yan Qianxue was frightened.
"roar......"
The roaring sound of the messy ears fluttered in the air, and the original gorgeous flowers turned and began to expand and expanded.
Cheng, the gorgeous flower stamens cracked a sharp mouth, and it could swallow five or six people, about seven meters high, which is comparable to the beast of the flood.
A few tall and magnificent figures emerged in the fog for a while.
One by one, a windmill -like syllable petal breaks the fog and breaks the mountains and stones. The sharpness is far beyond the ordinary blade.
Nan Yueyue's eyes were cold, and his body moved, turning into a dazzling light, and was fleeting. At the time of the pan, he arrived at the high altitude.
Several sentence -shaped petals like locking targets are generally folded back from the air, and they are forced to go straight towards the South Yueyue.
Nan Jianyue said it seemed to have a long time ago, and the wings were unfolded behind, his body was flowing upwards, and the sentence -shaped petals that followed behind him were dived in the sky.
The south of the south is surrounded by the words.
His eyes are as deep as Haiyuan. His eyebrows are slightly locked, and his posture is like a phantom in the air.
A bloody cloud curtain opened in the sky, and the huge flowers in the fog extended many long thorns from the sides of the body.
Nanyue Yueyan did not enter the bloody cloud curtain, and a shadow -shaped magic shadow immediately stood out from the cloud curtain. The whole body was composed of blood gas, like a huge ghost fire, covering the mountains and the sea.
The corner of the magic shadow's mouth rose high, and the light was ranging at the bottom of the eyes. The huge demon held a towering blood red sword with a magnificent sword, and the momentum was magnificent.
"~"
The magic shadow inserted the blood red sword down, hitting the ground fiercely, the power of the power and the flood sword collapsed the ground, the random stones splashed, and the magic of the ocean galloped the rolling.
The huge flowers in the fog were affected by magic power, and the body turned into powder between Russia. A magnificent magic explosion was staged in the field.
Qiu Lin and Yan Qianxue were entangled with several huge flowers and entangled back and forth at the door.
"Be careful, this is the corrosion of the magic flower. Once the wound is scratched by the magic flower, the corrosion will flood all over the body in an instant." Qiu Lin said deeply.
After the words, she mobilized the power, a few cold manges elastic, broke the wind and waves, and walked towards a huge flower. Seeing this fierce offensive, she was going to greet the magic flowers.
Floating in the front, blocking the prominent cold mango outside the barrier.
Several thorns shot down from the sky, rushing to Qiu Lin and Yan Qianxue, Qiu Lin flickered in the front, and suddenly arrived in front of Yan Qianxue.
A huge jellyfish appeared on the top of the head, covering the two under the body, dived down the thorns, hitting the jellyfish's body.
The transparent jellyfish is like a strong city. Under the thorns of the day, it is still intact.
Immediately after the semester raging, the several magic flowers next to them were destroyed and turned into dust, while Yan Qianxue and Qiu Lin were not affected by this blood.
The two moved the tall and tall shadows, and the eyes were full of stunning. At this moment, the behemoth of the earth was in front of him, like a guardian who had nothing to do, but
The evil and violent atmosphere of that body seemed to be gloomy and vulnerable.
"Thank you for helping me just now." Yan Qianxue turned his eyes to Qiu Lin, full of feelings.
After listening, Qiu Lin glanced at Yan Qianxue with a light eyebrow. As always, she was indifferent and performed unrelated. He said: "Don't thank me, I won't take it next time."
When the words were falling, she walked away, and she was light and dusty.
The magic shadow biased a pair of magic light to a giant tree not far away, and an old king chair went deep into the eye.
The dust on the throne is covered with all over the surface of the throne. A slim posture, a slim posture in the long clothes of the armor of the armor, has no complexion and blood, and the long hair covers the face. You can only see a delicate and exquisite.
Nose.
The vast demon shadow immediately dissipated, and the posture of Nan Yueyue's words floated in the air, and slowly landed to the ground. The magic sword in his hand was scattered with bright luster, like a magnificent moonlight gemstone.
He looked at the figure on the throne emptyly, with a cold face, cold and cold.
A few meters behind the king chair, with a high stairs, at the top of the ladder, a golden door with a scattered light door attracts attention.
This door is like a dazzling light stand standing in the long night, guiding the road forward, leading to the last light.
Nan Yueyue took a step forward, walked towards the throne, and the breath of cold and wind bloomed from the inside.