Chapter 30 (2/2)

His roots spread everywhere, and he entangled four girls and girls in the jade palace, the tree emperor, and many people in Qingyang Town who were panicked.

It's not easy to absorb the tree emperor thoroughly. The damned wooden shield, he can't crack without giving all his strength. It is here that a few loyal human harassment beside the tree emperor makes him powerful and unable to make it out.

But if we absorb these disciples of Xuanmen and hundreds of ordinary people in Qingyang Town, mufei still feels more than enough. It is much better to absorb the blood and flesh of human beings directly, especially the true Qi in the disciples of Xuanmen.

Pig obviously feel their true Qi and vitality are relentlessly losing, and the rate of loss is still accelerating. Even the peak state of oneself can not break away from these tough roots, let alone that I have already been injured and powerless.

”Is it like this to die...” The pig consciousness gradually faded, but thought of this dead word, he suddenly again cheer up, ”if I die, that woman is not also dead?”

”Yes.”

”I have consumed a lot of fighting with the red fire old man. It's far from the top of the day, and it's really a bit difficult to deal with this tree monster. ” |The voice of the holy lady of blue falling was heard again in the pig's mind. He was so excited that he was almost shouting.

”Hello, elder sister, it is difficult to try all the time. Are you waiting for us to die together? We have a day trip to huangquan? How much money can I have for my life. You have been a cactus for so many years, so you are so willing to die? ”

Suddenly, Pig found that he could see the existence of the holy woman in his consciousness, which he had never experienced before.

Hook pig stable mind, forced to stabilize the residual not much of the real Qi.

This is a unique world, surrounded by vast nights, half of the ground is fairyland like jade palace, the other half is the common place of Qingshi street, as if he saw in his dream.

There is a broken wall on Qingshi street, which is a broken half of the tile house, which is covered with a straw mat, and a shabby pottery can beside the pillow. The pottery pot is naturally his first half of his savings, which is ten Liang silver.

But this broken place is in the core of the whole earth, surrounded by a variety of magnified and twisted strange objects. Pig pig understood that this is the place where his master raised him after all, and is the most important secret place in his heart.

It's just not the same as in memory. On the mat, there was a large green vine. The body of the blue falling holy lady, even Ling Xuebai, sat on his straw mat, wrapped by these green vines. Only in the gap revealed a low waterfall like black hair, and a snow white round bare shoulder.

The plant was filled with a light blue and blue air, and it seemed that it still absorbed power in his knowledge of the sea.

This world is different from the past.

The clouds in the air roll like the wind of fierce and fierce killing.

What's more, there are countless monsters, like the tail of a snake, falling down between the chaotic black clouds. These things seem to be absorbing the spirit of heaven and earth, and everything in the world is becoming more and more illusory in the flutter.

”Did I see my own sea knowledge?” After the pig heard that the empty Dan was complete, the monk would be free to go out and know the sea to practice gold Dan, which is called the purple mansion realm.

”Knowing the sea is yours, but the person who knows the sea is not you, but me.” Sitting in the pan, Lian Ling interrupted him, ”to turn into nihility...” The curling of the schoroland vines around her gradually unfolded, dancing around her like a dragon in the air. She stood up, with her right hand as the edge, cut the left vein, a cold light flashed by, and her white wrist, as jade, immediately appeared a blood mark. Then there was a hot blood coming out of the bloodstain.

She threw her hand, and immediately the hot blood was scattered around herself into a circle. The blood is like oil, and it burns when it comes to the ground, and it makes a green flame.

With the blood gushing out, even the original body of Ling snow white, even a little light blood color no longer exists, more pale. But this pale morbid, but more showing a kind of desolate beauty, the beauty is indescribable.

”You won't die if you're bleeding so much?”

”If you don't die, I won't die.”

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