Chapter 792 (1/2)

“Xiao Wu aunt !”

Qin Lan looked at the two figures, his lips twitching.

“Go to the back, don’t spread to you!” Xiao Wu turned, the frost melted, gently said with a laugh.

Jun Wushuang looked at Qin Yan’s miserable appearance and looked at the small tower on the ground.

“you!”

“court death!”

Jun Wushuang only spit out these three words, and she suddenly moved.

Behind her, it seems to ignite the flames of the sky, Spirit Devouring Bloodline, and the phoenix nirvana opens.

It seems that the phoenix fire has ignited from behind her. Since the Dragon Pond Mountain has been in use for more than 30 years, she has condensed a phoenix into the fire.

At this moment, Jun Wushuang seems to be the Nirvana Phoenix.

Phoenix anger, Wansong bowed.

Just a moment, Jun Wushuang walked out, and behind him, he ignited Heaven and Earth and went to the Red Luo.

Red Luo’s pupil micro-shock, the blood lines in her body emerged, if a female demon god, step into the sky.

From the fire, but even her half trace skin is not flammable, only that 汹汹 Blood Qi.

She has been rushing since the sky.

Just a moment, along with the Jun Wushuang complexion, the air phoenix was smashed.

Red Luo floated from the air, broke out into laughter caused by anger.

“Good, good, good!”

She spit out three words at a time. “Trivial, there are three Golden Core cultivators, which is really unexpected!”

She suddenly stunned the last a trace away from the fire, overlooking Jun Wushuang and Xiao Wu two people.

“I was just planning to use him as a stove, that’s all, since I have to send him to death, today, I will be able to smelt my blood and refine my body!”

When the words sounded, the figure of Red Luo rushed out and came to Jun Wushuang.

Jun Wushuang pupil light micro-condensation, both hands Congealing Secret Art.

From her hands, there is an inch of red magic sword condense.

From the fire sword!

According to Qin Xuan, Eightth Grade is a sword.

From her hands magic sword condense, if red amber, the word cry is like a phoenix, turned into a long rainbow, rushed to the red Luo.

Red Luo pupil light micro-condensation, this magic sword is actually condense from the fire, looming, built a trace of real fire.

Trivial Golden Core cultivator, actually condensed the real fire?

Even so, Red Luo still does not retreat, she screamed, the body blood lines lit up at this moment.

She shot it in the palm of her hand, and in an instant, she took it for dozens of times.

The palm shadows overlap, as if they were just a palm, and they landed on the magic sword sword blade.

The magic sword trembles, and Jun Wushuang is more dilated.

I saw that on the red magic sword, there were tens of thousands of cracks.

This is the Eight Wild Warriors, Golden Core Great Accomplishment! ?

Jun Wushuang heart slightly tremble,compared with the former Hu Qing, this woman is even more terrible.

The sword was broken, forcibly smashed, but the red palm was at the heart, but there was a trace of black.

It was hidden in this sword, and even though she was ready to smash the meager fire, it was still burned by the real fire.

The pain of burning the skin makes Red Luo completely plunged into fury.

“trivial ants, dare to hurt me!”

She was angered to the extreme, and she was a fascinating devil.

Blood Qi at this moment, if the river is full, and the foot is stepping on it, the void seems to have been broken.

The red Luo figure violently rushed to Jun Wushuang, and his eyes were more inkill intent.

In the hands of Jun Wushuang, there is a red bird condense, which turns into a youthful phoenix, and there is a shackle in the ground.

At this moment, she is ready to work hard.

Seal Arts, which was repaired in 30 years, did not have any reservations.

Hōng!

In the air, the waves swayed, and the red roaring town was full of fire and phoenix, and the flames flew like the burning of the mountains.

The underground smoldering locks into her limbs, and the blood of the red scorpion is flowing, and the body suddenly trembles, as if it were a Mountain shock, and the many chains are shattered into fine powder.

Jun Wushuang groaned, the pupils are plummeting.

She never thought that the other party was so terrible.

“ants! Let’s die!”

The red rose appeared in front of Jun Wushuang, and the palm of his hand ruined the mountain like a mountain, and it was pressed down.

Just during the fall of the Red Luo, a ready-to-wear casual appeared in front of Jun Wushuang.