Chapter 1511 (1/2)
”Pity!”
Ling Wu appeared with the several gods who had been bound before. When the demon king was distracted to deal with the demon killing array, he snatched Xinglian back.
”Go Ling didn't recognize this array and had no intention of loving war.
They're Protoss. The matrix doesn't work for them. They can get out of here.
”Your Highness...” Apricot Lian took her, ”I can't go.”
”What?”
”I have evil Qi in my body...” Apricot pity pushed him, ”can't go, your highness, you go.”
Ling Wu where will, hold down apricot Lian wrist, apricot Lian did not lie, her body does have evil Qi.
Apricot Lian can't go, the devil king and Ling Wu can fight for her at this time.
Mingshu holding the Buddha lotus to see the opera, take the leaf to poke off the title, ”you see, this is not a red crown anger for the beauty?”
The title of the title is as follows:
He changed his position to avoid the golden light falling from the sky and did not discuss this issue with Mingshu.
More and more gold, even if not met, also feel uncomfortable.
Shua -
the sword Qi comes from the front, and draws a deep gully on the ground, and goes straight to Mingshu.
Drop your hands and push your palms out.
The sword Qi was blocked, changed direction, and hit both sides. Some demons were implicated. After being hit by the sword spirit, they met the golden light again.
The flesh and bones of the demons began to melt, as if they were thrown into an oil pan.
”Who are you?” Ling did not stare at the title.
This man doesn't look like a demon
But he was haunted by evil spirit.
”The prince of jiuchongtian...” Falling Title whispers a, peach blossom eyes slightly some cold meaning: ”what did you just want to do?”
”Lotus, give it to me!”
”Ha ha, little flower god, do you hear me?” he said
Mingshu said, ”it's better to give it to him than to give it to me.”
The title of the title is as follows: Good! One by one, you all hit Laozi Buddhist lotus idea!!
”I won't give it?”
”Now it's in the demon killing array. Your demons' abilities are weakened. You are not my opponent!” Ling Wu Dao: ”give me the lotus.”
”I need flea, too.” If he doesn't need it, why bother looking for it? How can it be handed in!
Ling Wu frowned. He threw the sword in his hand and made two curved arcs in the air.
The two people's figures flickered in the golden light.
You can hardly see the moves.
Last time, Mingshu was attacked by a small beast, so he fell down with one move.
Face to face, Ling Wu's strength can not be underestimated.
It's not convenient to drop a hand, so I'll give the lotus to Mingshu.
Mingshu said:
Rich!
Mingshu holds the Buddha lotus that falls to put to her, pharyngeal saliva, this smell is very delicious.
I really want to take a bite.
Mingshu is holding the Buddha lotus and can't catch the falling title. So when the sword Qi sweeps in front of him, Mingshu is swept by the afterwave, and his body suddenly falls down.
”Little flower god!”
He caught Mingshu in a handful.
Ling Wu flashed to him. The sword in his hand waved to the falling title, and his back was against him. At this time, it was too late to return to defense.
Between the electric light and the flint, Mingshu jumps to his shoulder with his hand, and his body suddenly becomes bigger and blocks the sword.
Luo Tiao heart crazy jump, back to embrace Mingshu, at the same time back away.
The golden light fell on him, and he didn't avoid it. He fought hard.
”Little Flower God?”
Mingshu flowers droop down, looking at their own cut off leaves, ”he cut my leaves off!”
Listen to Mingshu voice no problem, drop a bit of relief, comfort her: ”it doesn't matter, it will grow.”
”I'm going to hit him.” Leaves are hair! No hair!
How dare you cut my hair!
Unforgivable!
”Little Flower God...”