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The first thousand two hundred and ninety-one chapter finger a broken blue demon ji, Lin Yunxin is exhausted, he turned around to look at the painted scroll.

Taikoo is eight fire, the peerless gradro!

The candlelon is the first dragon body, with a hundred feet, the sky is full of sky, there is endless fierce, under the support of the golden painting, blooms from the Supreme Dear Wind.

I have my gods, and I will come to Wan Huang!

Lin Yun said that it is like electricity, and the throne is in the verge of the poems in the drawing, and the light flashes, and the thoughts are floating.

When the star phase drawing is unfold, Lin Yun can feel the unparalleled power from the stars, almost instantly let him soar.

This is normal, and anyone will be affected by the stars.

In Lin Yun, there is still a lot of shortcomings that the power of this star picture can be excavated.

Especially these two poems seem to be big, and people are blood expanded.

Special explanation is that these verses are not written by Lin Yun.

When he holds the sword in the body with a golden villain, there are many pounds of information fragments in your mind, many of which are about the ancient eight fierce, and the verse is also there.

When the star is drawn, the verse on the painting is naturally emerging as a peerless beauty.

Lin Yun is very suspicious. This poem is not only as simple as suppressing and stabilizing the soul, but it is clear that it is clear.

Because the previous star is still the soul, Lin Yun awakened the ability, but he was tribute to his heart, afraid of the siph of the secret, unless the desperation is basically not.

That is not the power of him, but also strong against the sky, let him feel uncomfortable.

It is different from it, Lin Yun has a golden villain personally holds the sword handle, and the soul is condensed into a star phase.

He is deeply deep, and it has long been eliminated.

Now he faces his heart, and has decided to find the roots, be sure to mine the secret of the broken sword.

In this way, the use of this talent, there is nothing to worry.

"I have my gods, and I will come to Wan Huang!

Lin Yun's heart, whispering: "This seems to have two kinds of magical powers, the former may be the eye of the candlelope, the latter may be the ice of the ice, and a good life.

It seems that this supreme star, I really only master the hair.

This is something, I have to ask some little ice phoenix, and how to cultivate the supreme star.

The taboos and grades, there are corresponding secrets, resources, and magical, and the implications of the congenital star, they have to fight.

Collect!

Lin Yun's heart has thought, the pounds are mixed together into the painting, and the shocking flashes into their body.

Bang!

Suddenly, Lin Yun's foot down the castle's petals, kept shaking.

When he turned back, he saw the blue pepper gily died, left two golden spirit, each bloom, uncomfortable holy light.

The magnificent, rays, such as Qi Hui, dazzling.

Two way? Lin Yun's eyes flavored in the eyes, this is the original holy grade and divided into two, or there are two original holy prizes.

If it is the latter, it is a bit a bit against the sky.

But think about it, in fact, it is not possible. After all, the blue demon is refining the original holy grain in the eyes, perhaps the left eye and the right eye have a primitive holy.

God!

Lin Yun urged the swords, let the swords gathered in their eyes, and his line of line suddenly penetrated the laminated Shenghui.

, instant clouds are fog.

In his field of view, the original holy pattern on the left is brightening glass of glazed treasure, like a god clock, gorgeous and colorful, and has a vicious, dream blur.

The original holy pattern on the right is a lot of explosion, the blood is lingering, the magical is full.

It is already an unreasonable thing, but it can still be swallowed in the madness and plundering the heaven and earth aura, and even Lin Yun residual star is being plundered.

It's really two primitive holy prizes ... Lin Yunxin muttered, which is quite surprised.

One is a dream, master the different fragrance, release the mood of the dream, and people are intoxicating fascinating.

One is swallowed, you can plunder the sun and the moon, the soul, the essence of the Holy Pharmacies.

Lin Yun's eyes were dissipated, and the swords of the gods faded.

He glanced, and also looked at the flower in the center of the petals, it was a net night glazed fire.

If the moon is purified and beautiful, it is imitated, and the dirt is flawless.

It is so beautiful, and even people can't bear to touch, the heart is pity, and I can't bear it.

boom!

Lin Yun double-eyed, the vast sword is released, shrouded the huge flowers of the castle, and shocked it from the clouds.

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Jianwei surrounded by the dragon.

The pound of petals is like a sky, blooming, the stunning lightning is falling.

After the kung fu of half a tea, the petals crashed, from the clouds, it can be gently whispering in the shroud of the sword, and the astonity is not alarmed.

"Is the sword manipulation, have you become so fascinated?"

On the side of Xiaobi, the heart of Xiaobi, Lin Yun's mastery of the gods, seems to have reached a new realm during this time.

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Lin Yun's arms were exhibited, falling next to Xiaobo, with a small thief cat back from the dragonflove, falling into a sleep.

"what happened?"

Lin Yun looked at the little thief cat.

With its blood, even if it is swallowedant, there should be no nature.

Xiao Bingfeng Shen Sheng said: "It is a bit trouble. The hand of the man encounters a small black head, directly swallowing its many blood gas.

The blood loss is very heavy, but the last time for sleep should not have a big problem.

Is this terrible? Lin Yun thinks that this blue demon is really powerful.

She has a different fragrance to enter the illusion, and there is a swallowing of the storm, can be swallowed, and it will be taken away.

Just these two points were made by Lin Yunke, and Lin Yun did not give her a chance to touch her head, it was equivalent to a means of waste.

"Emperor, come over.

Lin Yun saw a small thief cat, and the momentum was put down, and he raised back to the petals.

Xiao Bingfeng fox looked at him, and when he fleached, he was surprised to stunned.

"Two original holy prizes, I drop, it is unfortunately, this Shan Niang is so hard, the net night glazed flower, or a rare double-life ..."

Xiao Bingfeng shocked, after waiting until awabrication, excited little face was red.

"This is a net night glazed fire!

She stood on listening to the snow knife, exciting, and the little face was the color.

"Hahaha, this Sao Niang is really a boy, we have developed this time!

It's too powerful, this is not much more than the baby who is hardly found in the palace.

Xiao Bingfeng is too excited, she stands on listening to the snowwear, almost jumping.

"You have a lot of hatred for the blue enchanting Ji, I still have to think about it.

Lin Yun laughed and said.

"Humph!

Xiao Bingfeng beep said: "Who makes this fade in front of you, I still hurt the little thief cat, and I want to swallow the emperor. The emperor is now very angry.

Lin Yun's mouth smiled and smiled. This head is loaded in the end.

He recovered his thoughts and laughed: "Funeral flowers promotion of the Holy Bing, choose a primitive holy full set should be enough, sleep and swallow, you think that the choice is better.

"Secret, devour the magic is too heavy, and the funeral color is not in good, it can be left to the small thief cat."

Xiao Bingfeng thought a little slightly, and the answer will be given soon.

"The magic is too heavy, the little thief is there?"

"Oh, think too much."

Do you think that the Sanchalon is the beast, that is, it is possible to compare the eight fumes, it is very magical, can you make him more devil? "

Xiao Bingfeng wondered and laughed, and the words were relaxed and lively.

Lin Yun is slightly smashed, refreshing thinking, this gimmick said it seems quite reason.

When Lin Yun is still tough, take out the burial flow in the sword.

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At the moment of burial, there is a sound of the sword, Lin Yun can't react, and the dream of the dream is in the sword.

Devouring the storm is not moving, and there is no burial flowers.

In a moment, Lin Yun was buried in the hand, broke out of the glazed sword.

The Lin Yun is somewhat open, the sword in his hand, has a heavy point in the moment.

The sword surface, there is an old texture released the golden light, the sword is crazy in Lin Yun's hand, even he can't hold.

"Fast!

Xiao Bingfeng hurriedly said: "Hurry and let it refine the net night glazed!

Lin Yunnan, slowly came to the past, came to the first quarter of the stamen as the moon.

The look is dignified, and the sword slows back into it. At present, the petals under his feet appeared a crystal clear pattern, with green rays along the spider web, poured into the flower.

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The petals are re-lived, and the stretches are close together. It has a strong vitality, and there is boundless, filled.

Lin Yun hit his hand, holding the devouring strata, the storm is like the sun blooms in his palm.

He touched the holy pattern in one hand, holding a small ice, as a fallen leaves, long sleeves like a cloud, slowly retreating back.

Boom!

After half an minutes, the castle is huge petals, and the burying sword is completely closed.

When it reopened it, it turned into a burial flower to promote the sacred soldiers.

Lin Yun's eyes flashed, and the inner depths were long, and he waited for a long time.

Hands have no sacred troops, always low people.

"I went to see Canglong!

Devouring the stormy, you go to the tiph.

Lin Yun will hand in his hands in his hands and whispered.

Half rang, he thought about it, it will be confused about the supreme star, and said with Xiaobi Feng.

"The ordinary star is quite relative, let alone the supreme star phase.

The cultivation of the Star is ten years or even a thousand years of thousands of years. This is a matter of affairs, and the emperor will be the title level of the supreme star, one inform you.

Xiao Bingfeng stood on listening to the snow knife and made the appearance of the world.

Lin Yun laughed, spit in his heart, this girl is very popular.

It is clear that it is a little fart. Of course, this is certainly can't say, otherwise the Emperor must be angry.

"The source of Dasheng, how long does it take.

"Up to ten days, the emperor is also quite curious. This big slander is being smashed.

I have been looking for a circle, and I have spread it all over the island, and I have not found a spider horse.

It is quite uncomfortable to mention this.

She has actually acts alone, just before everyone, the source of Dasheng is swallowed.

Who knows that even a shadow is not found, it is clear that this is the source of the sourness of the slander.

Where is the source of the Dacheng, but it has never been able to find it.