"Poof ~ ~" Boss Li’s one mouthful blood sprayed far away and his insides shifted like pain, staring at a Shuang Hu, staring at the beautiful granduncle.

Immortals cannot be interrupted when they are performing large-scale or spell-chanting spells, otherwise the aura will not dissipate for a while and will definitely bite the host.
Just now, Li Chengzhu gathered all the body reiki in Yuan Ying’s place, attentively displaying the elegy of the great self-immortal burial soul, which was forcibly interrupted by the beauty granduncle, and even the banxian body could not stand the impact of that huge reiki.
In the sight of this woman who is two generations taller than herself, she is really crying like a little bitch, dragging Li Chengzhu with a pair of small hands, putting his heavy body on his Xianjian and then hurriedly pinching out a spirit tactic to lead the two to fly away.
Desire for rebirth burn squinting reveals a cat scratch consumption banter mentality, quietly watching two people from colorful wings a fan purple xuan skyfire pursuit again.
Once again, the charred earth burned with fire, and the immortal bird chased the scene.
Great-grandfathers and grandfathers of beautiful women, who burned their souls, cast teleportation in close quarters and then continued to escape.
"Ahem!" Boss Li’s face is as white as paper and he speaks intermittently.
"Don’t talk. I’ll take you back to the magic sword clan old three. There must be a way to be right. Maybe the old seven already knows that we will lead it back to cloth tight encirclement. Even the super-order fairy beast can’t get good." The beauty granduncle’s tone is very uncertain. It’s better to comfort himself than to comfort his magic sword clan strength. Now, if you encounter the undead bird, I’m afraid there are a few profound people who can escape.
But what can we do now? Do you really want to watch your disciples cast a funeral dirge like this?
There must be a glimmer of hope. Wu Rui can’t give up the old seven. You must count all this to restrain the undead array.
Although Wu Rui is a fairy human body, I’m afraid the amount of body aura alone is not as much as that in Li Chengzhu. Now she must lead two people to teleport together. Boss Li has broken the virtual reality with his hands tied and led two people to the other side, which is more expensive than huge consumption.
Only after avoiding three attacks, the beautiful granduncle has been out of breath, and his thin clothes have been wet with sweat, and he has drawn a perfect curve tightly against the fragrant body, and his two small breasts are constantly fluctuating with heavy breathing.
If it is normal, Boss Li will definitely look at the right time to spy on it, but now he is not in the mood, wiping his mouth and eyes with anger, and slowly chasing the undead birds behind him.
Burn that short and annoying call revealed disdain and contempt, which made Li Chengzhu very unhappy.
Twist a head to look at the beauty granduncle, the little bitch is shaking now. Those purple Xuan skyfire sputtered out can still do a lot of harm to two people. The beauty granduncle has been releasing his protective aura to the maximum extent, and covering his disciples inside.
Li Chengzhu smiled sadly. I wanted to make some sacrifices by myself. It’s rare to have this idea. I didn’t expect to be stopped by granduncle. Now she has accompanied me in.
Stretched out his hand and patted her on the back to signal her to stop.
The beautiful granduncle gave a meal, then unloaded the fairy sword and looked at the desperate eyes of the disciple. The beautiful granduncle smiled. Although she didn’t know what the disciple really wanted to do, she knew that she couldn’t get rid of the immortal bird. It was better to put her hands and feet in the last fight if she was chased to death by it. And disciple’s expression is showing such a plan.
"This thing has not been seen by others except my several women." Li Chengzhu’s pale and handsome face put on a smiling expression, but it made his teeth look weird because of the original injury.
Hanging behind two people, the immortal bird stopped and looked at them with contempt. It was burning with poverty and hatred.
The beautiful granduncle smiled, and his hair stuck to his forehead because of sweat, and he held out his little hand to hold his tottering disciple.
Boss Li exhaled and stretched out his hand and pulled his right sleeve. "I wonder if this thing has any effect on it."
Sleeves cracked off Li Chengzhu’s thick and strong right arm, and a green bow totem was printed in the eyes of the beautiful granduncle. The lifelike green long bow actually exuded more domineering.
Li Chengzhu, the beautiful granduncle, has summoned the bow to extinguish the gods, and the totem of his right arm disappears in a flash. Instead, Boss Li holds a green longbow with a very flamboyant shape in his right hand, and a force that has never been felt before is instantly emitted from the bow.
It doesn’t matter what magic weapon it is, but the beautiful granduncle can be sure that the disciple wants it to make a final blow.
Li Chengzhu looked up and stopped at the corner of his mouth. He turned around and said to the beautiful granduncle, "Bring your aura to me."
There is no reiki suppression, which makes Li Chengzhu feel that the big hands with the bow of God are unstable until the beauty granduncle reiki comes over, which is better.
The meteor sword has been taken out. This fairy sword, which accompanied Boss Li to many places, is still as beautiful as the beautiful granduncle gave it to himself.
Gently put the meteor sword on the bowstring, and with the constant input of the aura of the beautiful grandparent, Boss Li choked back the terrible pain and transported his own aura into the bow.
No, there’s a fear in the bird of death’s eyes. It looks good. It’s fear! Those two tight-eyed eyes kept flashing. Boss Li smiled lightly. "Let you taste what the power of the artifact is!"
Feel the comparable power. No, the bird of death is also cautious. Instead of flapping its wings like just now, it gently honks a chicken’s mouth and sucks a mouthful of air. The chest swells up, and then the huge chicken’s head looks forward. A purple-black flame sweeps towards the place where the two men stand.
"Yi Yi ~" broke into two people’s ears, and the beautiful granduncle’s charming body trembled slightly and then stabilized.
Boss Li squinted his eyes, his thumb and forefinger, and the bowstring had drawn blood because of the conflict between aura and destroying the bow. Looking at the conan the destroyer flame, Boss Li shot an arrow that had been brewing for a long time.
When it was slow, the beautiful granduncle stared at the flame and went to Xianjian to pray for a miracle.
Boss Li stabilized his shaking body and spit out one mouthful blood again to try to raise his head and watch himself shoot the sword.
Meteor sword and purple-black flame finally intersect.
Visible to the naked eye speed Erxianqi meteor sword purple black fireworks quickly dissolved to blink particles.
Meteor sword has finally finished the last journey of its life.
Violet-black flame was hit slightly by the diffusion offensive, and then it was smashed unabated.
Li Chengzhu smiled sadly and looked back at the beautiful granduncle’s big hand and held her tightly. Put his arm and small hand to hold her trembling mood.
"Gee ~ ~" Rao’s meteor sword was melted, but it brought a strong aura attack, which also made the undead bird suffer a big loss than a sharp blow. It hit its high head like a symphony of copper and iron, and then it paused and a little blood fell from its forehead.
The power of destroying the bow of God is not the cover.
Without reiki, when the last sword was shot, the bow was extinguished and the totem was transformed again. At the same time, the purple and black flame finally hit the boss Li and the beautiful granduncle.
The game-writing protocol was shaken, and finally the defense was started again.
What makes Boss Li feel weird is that Mo Xie’s sword has been broken through the body to meet the purple and black flames.
The body is light. Boss Li finally couldn’t bear to fall down. Wu Rui looked up at the red defensive cover in front of him in surprise. I didn’t expect the game-writing protocol ring to be able to resist a force attack by the undead bird. Although the scorching heat made her feel unbearable, it was better than being burned to black dust.
Violet-black fireworks hit the game-writing protocol ring defense shield, and the color of the red defense shield gradually weakened. Wu Rui sighed lightly to see this situation. If the dead bird attacks the defense shield again, it will eventually be destroyed.
You can’t see outside, but you can hear the broken sound of Mo Xie Jian and the slight chirping of the undead birds.
Boss Li’s ears are pricked up. Can Mo Xie’s sword withstand the purple and black flame of the immortal bird? Regret, regret, regret, regret, regret, regret, regret, regret, regret, regret, regret, regret, regret, regret, regret, regret, regret, regret, regret, regret, regret, regret, regret, regret, regret, regret, regret, regret, regret, regret, regret, regret, regret, regret, regret.
Too careless, too careless.
"Where will we go when the pillar spirit disappears?" Beauty granduncle short body beautiful eyes looking at Li Chengzhu asked.
Boss Li finally saw that the beautiful granduncle’s clothes were close to her appearance, and a pair of thieves’ eyes glanced at her chest and squeezed into a semicircle, licking her mouth and saying, "Who knows, maybe a little aura in the celestial world will be driven by those people."