On the periphery, there are countless deaths and injuries in the East Vietnam Army.
With a bang, Xia Hou was so angry that he spit a blood, and that Luocheng even dealt with a child for so long. Now he doubts whether Luo Cheng has the strength!
Luo Wanqing looked at all of this, the whole body was cold, and the eyes of Chen Ling just now appeared in his mind.
"Father, father ..." Luo Wanqing looked at Luocheng in the distance in the distance. The father could not be defeated. The father had never lost, and he would win.
Suddenly, the sky is dark clouds, the sky is bright and dark, the precursor of storm.
The power of the seventh order, call the wind and rain.
With a loud noise, a large hole was blown out of the ground.
This small space, ice and snow, as if the air was frozen.
"Go to death!" Luo Cheng was forced to be crazy, his eyes were red, his face was full of fierce face, and he had never encountered such a strong opponent.
I do n’t know if it ’s Tianglei or the rock rolling. The unstoppable mudslides covered the sky, and the small black figure in the central government spin.
The shadow seems to be wrapped in a transparent ice hockey.
There is a trace of bloody blood in the eyes of the phoenix, like a ruby, which is clear and deep, and the heart is indifferent, but there is no temperature at all, and it is colder than the ice.
Luo Cheng was horrified and took two steps back. He saw those eyes, bloody, demons, dark and evil, and pierced into his heart like ice.
"You, you, demon, you are a demon ..." Luo Cheng opened his mouth and took a step back.
The shadow of the glory frowned slightly, a flickering anger flashed in the eyes of the phoenix, and then turned into killing and bloodthirsty.
"I want to kill you, this demon!" Luo Cheng's consciousness has been mad, and his strength expands, almost to burst his meridians.
The wind strikes, and the surrounding residual walls are all rolled up to form a huge vortex. It seems to tear the heavens and the earth.
"Hehe." Qiong Ying smiled at anger, and the bloody eyes were extremely glamorous, cold and unparalleled.
The sky was suddenly dark, as if it was alternating all night and daytime.
The stagnant air ruptured, countless ice is ready to go, and the ice is cold.
There was a loud noise, Shi was shocked, and the broken wall was broken again, turning into pieces, scattered to the ground.
"No! Well ..." Luo Cheng was scared and scared, and the power in his body broke the meridians and spit a large mouthful of blood.
No! Impossible! He has gone to the sandy field for decades, and there are countless achievements. He will sweep this continent! It is impossible for him to lose in this small Yancheng, it is impossible to become a waste, and it is impossible to die!
The small black side shadow stood in the wind, a touch of yin and demon flashed in the blood eyes, and the sobbing blood lips gently aroused it.
The unstoppable Bingling penetrated the air, passed through the strong airflow, and went to the heart of Luocheng.
"No ..." Luo Cheng's eyes widened, and his pupils were covered with blood. He is now exhausted from meridian, blood is full of blood, and the fear of death is approaching him.
"Ah!" Just when Bingling penetrated the heart of Luo City, his expression fixed, and there was no once sharpness and domineering in his eyes.
With a sound, the huge body fell on a pool of blood, the heart was penetrated, and blood flowed flowing, a generation of famous players, and it fell.