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Chapter 1204:No Turning Back

"What", "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

In the middle of the standoff, from the cold and tired body, an iron box flew out, the iron box was opened, and countless fine needles shot at the Lord of the Yin Luo Temple.

The eyes of the Lord of the Temple of Heaven and the eyes of the cold and tired eyes of heaven.

His two ordinary glasses are also fighting with the two ordinary eyes that are tired of.

The two have three eyes, six eyes in total, and are struggling with each other in the eyelids.

Cold and tired of participating in professional performance training, in the case of three eyes without the slightest fluctuation, released a special rainstorm pear flower needle.

At the critical moment, with the space elemental force, all do not leave a little bottom of the shot.

The Lord felt the danger struck, and the body instinctively withdrew.

"The thunderbolt"

His three-pointed two-blade knife was caught by the three-pointed two-blade knife that suddenly shone with a thick green light.

The guardian angel of the other, the hand of the angel, became the claw of the dinosaur, holding down the purple-black ghost of the other, beheading, and using his body, without life, he hugged the purple-black three-pointed two-blade knife.

Mixed with the dark green golden sun flame, like a male creature, stimulated by the magnetic creature, suddenly doubled in size, in the momentum, immediately over the yin and black temple of the Lord's purple and black flame.

The green flame, a little permeated into the purple black flame.

Along the purple black three-pointed two-edged knife.

He was covered with the hand of the Lord of the Yinluo Temple.

“This is, what!”

The Lord of the Yinlu Temple found that his white hand, like a newborn baby, was rapidly festering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

“The Millennium Essence.”

Cold flying tired of himself prepared a few more hands, he said, "I named it, call, to the ice flame."

This is the ashes of the drug king.

Even the most extreme sun fire can not be turned off, it can be seen.

With the fire of the sun, the ashes of the drug king are used to continuously send them into the real fire of the Yin Luo Temple.

It burns through a purple-black flame.

The same could not be destroyed.

At this time, at the same time absorbed the fire of the sun, the ashes of the two extreme flames of the yin fire should also be on the body of the Lord of the Yin Luo Temple.

Gathered many hundred years, the millennium spirit grass, after hundreds of years of tomb, its attack effect, can be seen.

The Lord is a tough character.

In the first place, he wanted to cut off his hand that had festered to his wrist.

The light noticed the hand.

He ignored the pear flower needle after the specially modified rainstorm.

His physical instincts kept him away from most of it.

A small part of it was inserted in him.

And it is more important on some of the holes.

Control of the air.

It has been depressingly practiced.

In the spirit of the fairy, in the accumulation of the Yuanli force, he naturally did not know how long he came to this world.

With hard power, you can’t fight.

Only by skill.

A skill can make up for the lack of strength.

Just like at the moment.

The ability to be cold and tired is too bad for the Lord of the yin Temple.

By some means, let the Lord of the yin and the temple, temporarily, lose the ability to act.

His hand, still under the influence of the two kinds of flame-boasting drug king bone meal, was quickly attacked by ulceration.

At this time, the black-purple three-pointed two-blade knife had no strength.

Cold tired of taking down his three-pointed two-blade knife, cutting his blade, and reaching the neck of the Lord of the Yin Luo Temple.

"You can't kill me."

The Lord of the Yinlu Temple was not afraid that the golden-yang guardian angel had surrounded his neck, and a small golden sword in his hand was touching his neck.

Just a little harder.

Three sharp and two-blade knives, the golden swords, will puncture his neck at the same time, and cut off his whole head.

“Yes?”

Cold fly tired of grabbing the black purple three-pointed two-blade knife in the hands of the Lord of the Yinluo Temple, and jerked it into his chest.

"Teng punctured"

The black-purple three-pointed two-blade knife instantly punctured the cold and tired chest.

There is even some part of the flesh and blood that can be clearly determined as to what is the internal organs.

Almost in the puncture moment, the cold and tired vitality suddenly fell to the faint, his face pale.

In his eyes, there was thick blood.

"I heard all you just said."

“Since it is only when we die together that we can leave you.”

When he spoke coldly in the middle, he paused.

It wasn’t that he was going to sell the bar, it was the purple-black flames that were burning his heart."Then I will make a sacrifice to the ego in exchange for a new and healthy savior."

The pain of being roasted cannot be repeated.

He can maintain a clear consciousness at this moment, all by virtue of a belief that must be won.

At this moment, he only has a breath in his mouth.

You don’t have to suffer anymore.

Falling down forever.

I’ve been with this.

He loved.

He tried.

He fought.

He ...

Life is always in a hurry.

Busy growing up, busy learning, busy living, busy with love, busy... rushing to the next different journey!

Stop on the road and meet all kinds of people.

Dispersed, forgotten, that love and can not, will eventually grow with time, let go.

Unwilling?

Unwilling, never-bearable.

Let it go, put it down.

Because it can't.

Because it can't be put down.

So something has to be done for it.

protection.

Take care.

Do your best.

Even with your own life.

It is also necessary to give a bright future and give them a life environment without threat.

"No!No!"

The neck of the Lord of the yin and the temple was pierced by the guardian angel.

His head was tugged by the guardian angel.

“I won’t believe everything you say, so...”

In case, cold and tired of biting his teeth, he turned to all the remaining pneussle and ashes to the body of the Lord of Yinluo, and poured it into his head.

With the rest of the force, the rainstorm pear flower needle, photographed into his body.

Three-pointed two-blade knife, inserted completely.

A purple-black two-blade knife inserted into his body, and a golden and yang-colored two-blade knife inserted into the body of the Lord of Yinluo Temple.

Two three-pointed two-blade knives cross each other and become a cross.

The two flames are intertwined and collide.

The black ghost force burst out of the cold-satisfied body.

The blood-red ghosts splashed out of their cold-weary bodies.

He used his last-minute strength to forcefully combine all the forces that were not integrated and the great repulsive forces were forcibly put together.

“Bombing!”

centered on the cross.

A huge cloud of mushrooms rose up.

The explosion affected many comrades.

At this moment, no one can control it, and no one can take into account so much.

The ground shakes.

The sky is broken.

Asano, Xinlingxia, the first time in the collapse of the building, with the snow and small things left.

All the tears on their faces.

There is no turning back.

They knew he wouldn’t want them to turn back.

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