Roaming across the Mongolian steppe and crossing the vast and fertile land of Russia;

Suddenly passing over the valleys and high steppes of Austria, flying over the fjords of Norway;

Blowing rubbish into the sky in the Pigalle district of Paris.

Sometimes a whirlwind sweeps across Texas, and sometimes a gentle breeze caresses the hair of a girl in Ohio as she waits for her date.

Experience every emotion, hear every cry of pain, every roar of laughter.

Finally, she came to the rock and looked around, surrounded by undulating grass and proud green pines.

Chunhuang's figure suddenly resembled the lake.

boom!

With a loud thundering sound, the Desert Eagle's bullet passed between her eyebrows, blasting holes in the wall.

The clothes were fluttering, Chunhuang flicked his sleeves, and made a puff sound, as if the heavy fog from the sky was thrown out by her, and Li Changzhou looked embarrassed.

In the rapidly spreading fog, Li Changzhou's movements remained unchanged. There was a flash of green light in the white fog and the feeling of tearing his clothes.

“Ask me, says the Lord, and I will give you the nations as your inheritance, and the ends of the earth as your inheritance.”

A holy and awe-inspiring voice, a drop of light as thick as water, dropped at Yang Qinglan's feet, and the "sacred realm" unfolded.

Li Changzhou, Yang Qinglan, and Li Qianxia stood back to back in the center of the "Sacred Area", with the scythes of the Black Death protecting them around them.

Little Carrot and Butterfly were lying on the eaves of the building opposite, only daring to show their eyes to the battlefield.

The fog is thick.

"What are you doing in my room at midnight?" A seductive female voice with a smile came from all directions.

"What skill is this?" Li Changzhou asked curiously.

The King Cobra snakes along the ground, quietly moving toward the human-shaped red light in its eyes.

"Don't you know how to watch?" Emperor Chun said with a smile.

"Yes, but not as advanced as you." Li Changzhou smiled.

"Advanced? Oh, I understand. Did you learn "Thunder Picture" from that liar Master Huang? Do you use simple punches as a fighting method?" Chunhuang said with a smile.

The voice is seductive, as if there is a beauty in red, half-drunk, lying in the arms of the listener, breathing warmly into your ears with her slightly alcoholic breath, and her slender waist makes people infinitely pampered.

"This Master Huang, I even bought his book." Li Changzhou really didn't expect it.

The King Cobra snake's head suddenly raised up, as fast as lightning, and bit into the red figure's thigh.

The mist suddenly shrank, and there were bursts of soft laughter like silver bells.

"I hate it, I'm changing my clothes!"

The king cobra bit an empty person, and the triangular snake's head was lightly stepped on.

The mist dissipated, and Chunhuang was seen wearing a cheongsam. His long, straight, white legs stretched out from the slits in the cheongsam, giving people the impression of being endlessly long.

Her white hair was flying, the mist condensed into a shawl between her arms, and she was suspended in mid-air, like a concubine coming to the world.

"You really like sneak attacks." Chunhuang said coquettishly with a hint of dissatisfaction.

She has a beautiful appearance, captivating eyes, and breathtaking white hair, and is as awe-inspiring as a myth.

"Beloved Concubine" was fully opened, and Li Qianxia even swallowed.

"Oh? So you are so beautiful." Li Changzhou said in surprise.

"Did you just find out? You are Li Changzhou, we have met before." Chunhuang was suspended in the air, supporting his right hand with his left hand, and stroking his cheek with the slender fingers of his right hand as if to feel how beautiful he was.

Li Changzhou sighed: "She's almost as good as Miss Yang. Damn it, how can there be such a woman in the world?"

Chunhuang's smile froze, his eyes fell on Yang Qinglan, looking her up and down with a hint of provocation: "Are you Miss Yang?"

Yang Qinglan smiled.

A piece of Phi Peng De exploded with a bang!

The expressions of the two stunning beauties changed at the same time.

Auditory hallucinations and hallucinations are blocked!

I was attacked silently!

A blue light flashed in Yang Qinglan's eyes, and Chunhuang staggered. Her body, which was originally floating, suddenly lost the gravity of the ground, and the ceiling above her head suddenly gained gravity again, and she flew upwards.

Yang Qinglan waved her hand again, and a spider web fell down on her head.

"How presumptuous!" Chunhuang shouted.

"boom!"

"Repulse", "Spider Web", Black Death, Desert Eagle's bullets, and King Cobra's poisonous mist were all pushed away.

The ground trembled, sand flew and rocks flew away, the whole building exploded, screams spread across the theater, and the lights tied to the wires swayed like crazy.

The air is moaning, and the air waves are rolling wildly, forming a wall of air visible to the naked eye.

Li Changzhou, Yang Qinglan, Li Qianxia, ​​and King Cobra were ejected from the impact like fragments from a grenade exploding.

The slender and graceful figures of Yang Qinglan and Li Qianxia twisted in the air, landed on the ground, and took a few steps back before they were relieved of all the impact.

Peng!

Before they could stabilize their bodies, Li Changzhou was already kicking off the ground and flying towards the empty white-haired concubine like a cannonball.

The strong wind blew, and the black robe of the Black Death made a hunting sound. The white bone sickle was about to blend into the white hair, and it was cutting towards Chunhuang's head, trying to split her head into two halves.

The mist rolled up like a silk snake and passed by the sickle. Black Death could only touch the soul, and could only be touched by the soul.

But just now, he was pushed away by Chunhuang's voice!

Chunhuang's eyes flashed and he lowered his head to avoid the bone sickle.

The distance is still five meters.

There was a flash of green light, and Li Changzhou threw the Emerald Bee Sword.

The mist that had not caught the sickle was wrapped in silk, and as if it was angry and angry, it rolled towards the blue light, and the two were entangled.

Four meters.

Li Changzhou clenched his fists, his mind filled with dark clouds.

Chunhuang slowly raised his head, his charming face was stern.

Three meters.

Lightning crackles into the spine, and potential surges like a vast ocean.

Chunhuang's white hair trembled, and every hair tip was raising its head.

Two meters.

The majestic force twisted into a spiral and poured into the right arm.

The tips of his hair screamed, and his head was covered with arrows.

one meter.

Yang Qinglan's eyes were dyed blue, and it was too late to aim at the white hair with inertia. Her eyes swayed, and she violently pulled Chunhuang to the left again.

Li Changzhou and Chun Huang passed by each other.

Baifa used all his strength and his right arm used all his strength, but neither of them had time to retract it.

At the same time, twist your waist and stretch out your legs.

boom!

Kacha, Chunhuang's straight long legs slumped as softly as if they were boneless, and then twisted again, as if they were spliced ​​together.

Peng!

The air wave was emptied, Chunhuang fell to the ground like a meteorite, and Li Changzhou was pushed into the night sky.

The moment he was about to land, Chunhuang pressed his palms to the ground and floated up again.

Bang bang bang!

The Desert Eagle poured bullets, one after another, creating a vacuum tunnel.

Chunhuang's body transformed, and the bullets passed through like mist.

"Useless thing!" Li Qianxia let go, the Desert Eagle slid down, and began to summon the bloody steel gun.

Yang Qinglan's eyes gave Li Changzhou a gravitational force to pull him forward, stopping his upward momentum - in the air, no matter how powerful Li Changzhou was, he couldn't move forward and could only follow the inertia.

With Yang Qinglan constantly adjusting gravity, Li Changzhou finally returned to the ground.

The blood-colored steel gun appeared in Li Qianxia's long-awaited hand, JK's clothes melted, his blood-colored armor appeared, and his fingertips were as sharp as claws.

Gold thread outlines the whole body, Yang Qinglan takes off the hairpin, golden holy armor, red cloak, green bee sword dyed with golden light, black hair flying like silk and satin.

The king cobra crawled out from the pile of rubble like water, propped up its neck, and swallowed the snake's message.
Chapter completed!