Faint fighting has been clearly around you, and Cang Lan has rushed into the bloody range of the war. Long hair flying has already experienced a series of nightmares, but it is still not prevented from being stopped by the scene before.
There are rivers of blood everywhere in the flames, and several figures are crashing down in the distance in the flames, killing each other. The body is instantly broken and the blood rain is red. The night wind is screaming and bloody, and it is suffocating and suffocating. Canglan repeatedly finds that the soldiers are fighting and screaming into Wang Yang, but it is unclear that one life has fallen in the blink of an eye, and countless bodies are extremely tragic.
Destroying Cang Lan was boiled by fierce blood wind, and the blood bent over and turned over violently. Those bodies saw that they were all violet brothers, whose clothes were broken and their blood was stained. Their limbs were broken or their heads were half broken, but most of them died unsatisfied. It seems that there are still people left in their eyes who kill them, and their bodies are cut off in an instant.
How can it be destroyed? Although I have been under pressure in the Violet Sect for many years, after all, I grew up here and saw that the Qing Sect became a hell overnight. I couldn’t help but feel crazy and angry. I couldn’t help but suppress the fighting spirit. I suddenly got up and stepped on the ground and rushed into the lotus flower splash source. There were still several intertwined figures. Behind me was a burning violet Sect building, and the columns collapsed and tiles exploded.
The flying flowers rushed to the front of the battlefield without touching the body, and suddenly smelled a charming drink with cold pride. When I saw the flying flowers all over the sky, they were all sharp, which could make people dig bones and stab the rain in several directions.
Listening to the continuous screams, a piece of flesh and blood tears and blunt sounds, Cang Lan was also scratched by several flower fronts at very close range, and even more people were killed. The flower rain splashed and the blood spilled on their faces, but it hissed like a corrosion.
This destroyed Cang Lan felt a sharp pain like splashing other people’s blood and burning the skin, and quickly wiped the blood. When I saw it, it was a piece of red with green and rare blood, and it was still risking pungent black smoke.
These blood splashed to the sky, and the residual flower rain immediately ignited black smoke. In the rolling blood smoke, a beautiful image fell to the ground from half a jerk, as if kneeling on the ground with all one’s strength.
Destroy the surging billows before listening to the sound in my heart, and I don’t know what it’s like to rush to that month when I was kneeling on the ground and covered in blood.
When the teacher destroyed Cang Lan, he felt cramps in his heart, closed his eyes and turned his head to suppress his mind. In that month, he looked up and saw that he was sending out different rare things and stood high in front of his breath. After his eyes were white, he smiled, but the warmth of that smile contained bottomless darkness.
Can you still call me master? In those days, the moon seemed to mock and destroy Canglan, and it seemed to mock and hold up an arm to erase the ice and snow, and raise your bloody hand high to specify the destruction of Canglan. You should want to kill me and be quick, right, Canglan?
Immortal Cang Lan calmly looked at the bloody finger at the tip of her nose, which was tender not long ago, and I never meant to hurt you.
Ha, the month was slightly stupefied, and then smiled charming and evil. You don’t want to hurt me, but these people want to kill me.
Who on earth destroyed Cang Lan’s thoughts, and the situation was turbulent?
It’s not that people’s cold eyes swept away and sneered. It’s that bastard from the underworld who wants to occupy the human world and regain his hands.
That carefully destroyed Cang Lan suddenly raised an eyebrow and dragged the month behind him to block three or five murderous figures with bare hands. Hearing a blunt sound, Cang Lan’s arm was torn apart, but it was so exhausted that volcanic lava erupted, which generally rushed those people away.
Our account can be calculated later, and the dew point of Canglan will be destroyed. The bones and arms are cold, but I should protect the violet Sect.
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Did you go through these things when you smiled a little sadly behind the teenager who used to look at his mother and sister? Do you still want to protect this family that has been polluted by rivers and lakes?
It’s my own business to be stronger. Cang Lan’s long hair is flying in the wind, and his naked body and eyes are evil and cold. But I can’t sit back and watch Qinglian Sect be destroyed by the underworld.
Then put out Cang Lan’s arms and spread them wide on both sides of his body, pulling blood and purple magic light, and seeing the blood and fog rising from his body vigorously, he did not practice, but also swept the mountains and rivers with his natural strength, and his feet fiercely lit a rare light and leaped him into the battlefield over there.
In those days, when the moon stood still, I watched the young man who was full of evil spirits but was awesome. He rushed into the blood fire purgatory and the snow fluttered, revealing a pair of deep snow eyes and a smile.
Destroy Cang Lan, you are really a fool. In those days, the moon seemed to mock and sigh, but there was a little trembling tenderness mixed in it. Suddenly, you started to send out a cloud of true qi, and a rain of flowers flew around your body. You saw that dozens of soldiers in the underworld had been attacked around you.
When the rain breaks through the wind and stirs up the broken flesh and blood all over the sky, the Cang Lan has already rushed into the war group. The number of soldiers in the underworld is amazing, forming a large avalanche of corpses everywhere, but most of them are the junior brothers of the violet clan who have not cultivated into roots and can’t resist the situation.
Damn it, destroy Cang Lan’s fists and clench them. Suddenly, with fists, several soldiers in the underworld will be knocked to the ground. The fighting spirit is surging and the body is hot, but the breath is cold and threatening. Seeing the destruction of Cang Lan’s anger, his eyes are red, and the fist is actually penetrating those soldiers’ bodies, breaking their chests, breaking their limbs and cutting people without mercy.
Destroy Cang Lan while bravely recruiting and continue to rush forward. In a blink of an eye, a large piece of soldiers in the underworld have just slaughtered Violet’s brother, and they have become dead ghosts. Destroyed Cang Lan or a recruit to cut off the head or cut it with bare hands and howl like wild animals have fallen to the ground.
Violet Sect has become an adult purgatory. Red, dark and green blood is mixed and splashed, but the soldiers in the underworld flock to the nest and the ant colony continues to destroy Cang Lan. Seeing that the flames are soaring in the distance, a dense black shadow is rushing to shout and kill the sky.
It’s not good to take a step back when so many Cang Lan are destroyed. Only this amount of underworld can make a dripping massacre.
Master, Master, I suddenly heard the tearing, the grief, the roar, and the destruction of Cang Lan, but when I looked back, I saw a figure flying in, apparently thrown into the half-sight, and my bones were about to fall to the ground in pieces, and Cang Lan, who didn’t recognize it, flew to his feet and took the figure firmly in his arms, but suddenly touched a cold, soft and bloody hand.
Destroy the surging billow and connect the man to the ground, but he immediately collapsed and didn’t have the strength to stand up and destroy the surging billow. He had to lean against himself and hold the man in his hand and cut off the blood from the fracture of his right arm.
Ah, destroy Cang Lan’s back. Look at that man’s death with a gray face, Brother Dong Ning.
You have a messy face and messy hair, and your left eye has crossed a blood scar. You have lost one arm and one eye and opened one eye. It’s incredible to see if you will destroy Cang Lan. Are you a person or a ghost?
Of course, I’m a man who destroyed Cang Lan’s eyebrows and drank coldly. I grabbed Dong Ning to make him come back to the place of peace. Brother Dong Ning, don’t fight any more. Go back to Ann.
What the hell is Dong Ning? It’s not a mortal. He immediately thundered with the glory of war, saying that there is no safe place in Qinglian Zongzhong. I want to fight until the last moment. You let me go.
Dong Ning doesn’t know where he got the strength to get up in an instant, but he broke free from destroying Cang Lan’s palm and grabbed him before destroying Cang Lan. It’s even more threatening to be cold and awesome. Brother Dong Ning, let’s go together and I’ll draw the line.
Destroy Cang Lan, you don’t want to die in detail. Mo Qingfeng’s hand will destroy Cang Lan, and it will be here as if it were reborn, and he will be forced to be stabbed in the center by him.
Don’t talk too much, put out Cang Lan’s eyebrows and drink coldly, and fly away in the direction where Dong Ning just flew. His posture is extremely fast, but the strength of cold, hot air and blood fog is that Dong Ning has been seriously injured.
At this time, Dong Ning felt lighter, but it was Cang Lan who brought him to dash for the wind. He said loudly, Brother Dong Ning just now what happened.
Ah, Master Dong Ning suddenly burst into tears with trembling almost immediately during the recovery. He never hated destroying Cang Lan as much as the Ministry hoped. Master Dong Ning clung to the arm of destroying Cang Lan. He was dying.
Mo Qingfeng put out Cang Lan for the time being, and put Mo Qingfeng’s two attempts to take his life behind him. The anxious posture in his heart prompted him to go even faster. Seeing the bloody rain sweeping across the heavens and the earth, Mo Lan heard Master Dong Ning’s sad cry to step on it in one breath, but he felt that a surprising number of soldiers from the underworld came straight to block the way.
Damn it, destroy Cang Lan’s cold anger and drink his left hand to stabilize Dong Ning’s right hand, palm, palm, palm, palm, palm, palm, palm, palm, palm, palm, palm, palm, palm, palm, palm, palm, palm, palm, palm, palm, palm, palm, palm, palm, palm, palm, palm, palm, palm, palm, palm, palm, palm, palm, palm, palm, palm,
What’s this? Dong Ning feels stunned, keeps himself steady and kills himself. It’s rare, but there’s not a trace of Taoist purity, but there are bursts of explosions in his ears. Those soldiers in the underworld are all crushed by fine thorns, and the flesh and blood are flying all over the sky.
Out of the way, put out Cang Lan’s right hand with all his heart, and control those horrible tentacles to crush several soldiers in the underworld all the way. The red and green magic blood spilled all over his face, regardless of the corrosion of his face, and the pain was extinguished. Cang Lan felt that Dong Ning had broken away from himself and flew away regardless of serious injuries.
Dong Ning rushed to the place where the lotus flower went up to the sky and the fire went out everywhere. Cang Lan also quickly followed two proud figures in the blood of ShiShan, but one of them was weak and bent down with a sword in his hand to catch his breath.
Master Dong Ning made a sad drink, and Mo Qing-feng, who was about to fall straight, was shocked and waved his arm far east to make him not to come near.
Dong Ning refused to listen to one eye and one arm, and he was not afraid to fight. Seeing that Master couldn’t hold up, he turned around halfway and actually fought his hand. The secondary technical school made a Tai Chi sword and rushed to the opposite figure.
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In a blink of an eye, Cang Lan ran to the forest and took another breath. The big violet Sect tinker felt that blood shed’s gas was blowing on his face and the blood on his head was more intense. The night was dim and the murder was torn in the wind
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