In the layers of palm shadows, the dog cage looked shining brightly.
With the crackling sound, the door of the dog cage opened.
Qingge's eyes fell on the dog cage, pursing his lips slightly, and his eyebrows were filled with a sarcastic smile.
Fang Yu took great pains to deal with her and went to great lengths to deal with her.
"Although Fang Zhu's body was still dominated by someone, his heart had long been assimilated by the snake demon." In the spiritual world, the low voice of the ancient dragon's remnant soul came: "The God King is already crazy, only
I can deal with it.”
Qingge stood proudly on the battlefield, his face as frost, and he watched all this coldly.
On that side, Fang Yu and Li Qinglian had already retreated, as if they were waiting for something.
Li Qinglian's eyes contained complex feelings, and no one knew what she was thinking.
"This dog bastard, the dog cage created by the Deqi Sect, is actually used like this? Are you not afraid of shooting yourself in the foot?" Duan Yun said angrily and disdainfully.
Qingge's eyes were cold and he looked at Fang Yu from afar, then his eyes moved, and he looked at the dog cage again.
Home?
It's a good choice.
However, as for who will be home for the rest of your life, it is unknown.
boom!
In the dim sky, there was a deafening sound that could see through the shocking sky. Countless people subconsciously looked up, their pupils tightened, and an extremely terrifying scene reflected in their eyes.
Hundreds of palm shadows hit the sky wall like a torrent, tearing open the cracks in the night.
The bloody palm shadow fell from the sky like the hand of fate, and countless like a celestial girl scattering flowers.
The hand of the God King, the world of thousands, one transformation, one transformation!
This is the extremely high level of the hand of the God King.
"girl……"
"Senior, let me try it."
Qingge interrupted the remnant soul of Gu Long, held the knife in his right hand and waved his left hand, and saw the green lotus cloak tied to his body, whistling with the strong wind.
The red rope with the hair tied fell to the ground, and a soft silver hair dissipated, like the white moonlight sprinkled.
When the palm shadow slashed down, Qingge stepped on the ground with her feet lighter as a swallow, and she swept up to the sky at an extremely fast speed.
The sound of wind was torn in his ears. Qingge suddenly turned his head and looked at it, but saw a figure beside him, who was very tacit with her and rushed straight into the sky.
Aluo.
Qingge's eyes were slightly bright.
Nan Xueluo turned his head and looked at Qingge, curled his lips and smiled: "Don't be afraid."
"Not afraid." Qingge also laughed out loud, and the two of them flew out at the same time, shuttled through the thousands of palm shadows.
One after another, the palm shadows fell like blood-colored meteors, with an extremely fast speed. Only afterwards could be seen, mixed with endless murderous intent.
It was like the blue sky collapsed and the mountains collapsed.
"Aluo, come home with me."
The God King is like a high god of death, judges and judges the lives of the world.
She looked down at Nan Xueluo, and in her empty and cold-blooded eyes, there was no compassion or warmth, only the bloody and cruelty blooming deep in the cold pool.
"Go home? Do you think it's possible? God King, have you forgotten? We have no home, our home, and the feelings between us have been destroyed by you. If I saw your true face earlier, I would take it back sooner
That damn love, why did I end up with such a miserable end? God King, don’t forget that I am no longer your wife. From now on, we will not owe each other.” Nan Xueluo said.
Nan Xueluo's words seemed to have stimulated the pain of the God King.
The God King felt an unprecedented headache, slightly raised his hands with distinct bones and rubbed his temples.
Suddenly, the temperament of the God King became sharp and sharp, as if there were sharp swords called Kill roaring.
In the gap between the long fingers, the God King slightly raised a pair of scarlet bloody eyes to Nan Xueluo, whose snow wings turned into a pair of snow wings on his back.
"Damn it, damn it!"
The eyes of the God King were flowing with blood mist. In a moment, there was no distinction between the whites of the eyes and the pupils. The areas in the eyes were all dyed red with blood-like beauty!
The red eyes and gaze ruthlessly, even though their behavior was as elegant and noble as ever, they carried bloodthirsty spirit.
The body is a human body, and the body is an ordinary body. At first glance, it looks like a manic and dark beast, a demon who has not seen the sun for many years and is extremely resentful.
All the violence and murderous intent, all the palm shadows gathered into one, turned into a fist, glided down, and headed straight towards Nanxuelu.
Nan Xueluo felt the strong murderous intent and understood that the power of the palm shadow would hurt the innocent even if it was just landed.
When Nan Xueluo stepped on the sky on her feet, a crystal clear snowflake grew under her feet. Nan Xueluo only stepped on her gently. When the snowflakes were broken, Nan Xueluo's body flew towards the east like the wind.
Qingge's eyes suddenly dimmed, and with just one move, she realized that Nan Xueluo did not want to harm Chiyu.
But the power of the God King's hand is so terrifying that Nan Xueluo alone can hold on?
Nanxuelu did not land, but was at a high altitude on the east side. The farther the better, the higher the better.
"Young Master." Feng Jin helped Xiong Batian and walked out. Xiong Batian looked up at Nan Xueluo under the starry night, worried, his eyes slightly red, and he said anxiously.
When Nan Xueluo heard the sound, his heart trembled slightly and he couldn't help looking at Xiong Batian.
Nan Xueluo held two Fengxue swords, raised his jaw, and smiled at Xiong Batian Qingli: "If you are alive, wait for me to carry a sedan chair and ten miles to marry you. If you are dead, on the road to the underworld, how many bridges will be waiting for you
What's wrong with ten years?"
Xiong Batian's eyes were filled with tears, and two lines of hot tears flowed across his cheeks, burning like a burning flame.
After Nan Xueluo said that, he stopped watching Xiong Batian, and was ready to die, and rushed towards the Fist of the Palm Shadow without hesitation!
The blood light shone on Nan Xueluo's face, and countless people were watching such a scene in the sky.
It is like a sonorous flower, trembling and blooming in the wind.
Countless people subconsciously glared open their eyes, and saw Nan Xueluo leaning his head toward the bloody palm shadow, fist shadow, and his body bent slightly backward.
Xueyi, who was behind Nan Xueluo, retracted her back. When she spread her hands holding the sword, with a loud bang, she saw snowflakes flying all over the sky, like white moonlight, falling down countless lights and fires.
And a pair of shrinking snow wings suddenly opened, extremely huge, yet gorgeous and dazzling.
Behind Wang Qinghong's man's body, you can see a white and crystal-clear, almost transparent light, and the light is a beautiful and graceful figure.
"Snow Girl..."
Qingge took a breath of air conditioning.
She had seen the phantom of the snow girl in the snow girl's mountain, exactly the same as the beauty in the light.
Holy, noble, elegant, like the incarnation of snow, overturning the heaven and earth.
The stunning beauty and the sacred and clear white moonlight have amazed countless people.
The God King saw the light and shadow of the beauty behind "Wang Qinghong". In the empty and raging eyes, there was finally a focal distance; the calm sea surface had a ripples. Under the slight waves, there were unimaginable storm waves. (Unfinished