I do n’t like the six -eye spider of the red back. They are full of venom and stains in the full and translucent spider body. The toes will gently use it.

If the number is small, but this time the demon practitioners are obviously worked hard, and the thousands of black paint red back six -eyed spiders in the clan have been put out.

They have six small holes like white eyes. As soon as he approaches him, he will spit out spy silk and venom. The venom is green and viscous liquid, which is sticky like a big green nose.

Although he is not afraid of them, he has cleanliness.

If they splashed on him when they exploded, then come to Shayu Valley Magic today, don't want to go out of the place alive.

The dense hemp red back six eyes spider rushed towards him. He was unable to slightly lift his palm, and the palm of the palm turned out to be more than three feet long ice edges.

Rong Shang's backhand holding the ends of the ice edge, the body was slightly fell forward, the sharp ice edges revealed the cold light, and the ice blade flashed with endless edge.

He moved to no shadows, and only felt a cold icing air. He didn't wait for the red back six -eye spider to approach one inch, and the ice edge had cut off their spider body, separating their bodies, and blood splashed.

Golden Chancan Liu Sand was stained with green greens by countless spiders, and there were green and red mixed sticky liquids scattered around. Only his feet were clean as the beginning, and the moon white robe was still not stained.

The red -back six -eyed spider is endlessly attacked. He has to kill them with his heart, calmly, as if he is chopping cabbage to prepare dumplings.

It was killing the head, and the original attack of the red back six -eyed spider, but stopped and sent the pace of death.

Suddenly the wind of Shayu Valley, with spiders without standing, was rolled up by the wild wind, blowing them to fly with the sand.

Captive from the corner of the clothes to a red -back six -eyed spider. Seeing that the white robe was stained with a few clues, he frowned slowly, and his eyes were full of haze.

The wind did not stop, a satin white training raised with the wind.

A long figure shows a long figure, laughter: "Old friend, I haven't seen you for a long time."

"It's been a long time." Looking at the people, I narrowed my eyes without heart, with a lazy smile on her lips: "Hengwu Xianjun."

Hengwu Xianjun hooked his lips and laughed: "The ghost king is laughing again with me, I am not a fairy king."

This is true.

When Hengwu Xianjun was the second son of the emperor, he was a beautiful figure in the heavenly world. He was the patron saint of the heavenly and courageous war.

Pride.

It didn't take long for this kind of scenery to have infinite peaks, the respect of the magic world, the demon world came to grab people, and the heavenly gods knew that he was not the son of the emperor's biological, but forced the product of the Nine Tianxuan women many years ago.

In order to cover her family, the Emperor of Tiandi secretly executed the nine -day mysterious girl, and he ordered Hengwu Xianjun to remove the veins of his body. After being punished by the eighteenth floor of hell, he was degraded into the suffering of reincarnation in the beast.

The god of the human world was pushed down and was smashed by the Xiangxiang Temple.

Overnight, Hengwu Xianjun fell into the quagmire from the clouds, becoming that everyone in the heavenly world shouted the street mouse.

Later, he was picked to break his tendons and suffered to torture Heng Wu Xianjun to escape from the purgatory. Since then, he fell into the magic path and became the leaders of the demon. It is also the new demon.

Don't look at him a harmless man and animal, he moves more cruelly more cruelly than Rong.

If falling into Rong Shang's hands meant losing one's life, then in the hands of Immortal Lord Hengwu, one would have to be tortured by him to neither survive nor die.

Rong Shang looked at the man in red in front of him. He was dressed in a red robe, with three thousand black hair neatly tied into a jade crown. His eyes were covered with a white ribbon, and he was carrying a neat cane and sword wrapped with cloth strips behind his back.

Immortal Lord Hengwu said gently: "I am here today to take away your soul."

Regardless of gods or demons, the soul is their most important thing. If the soul sheds its shell, it won't take long for that person to turn into a handful of loess.

Immortal Lord Hengwu's mouth was warm and gentle, as if he was discussing some trivial matter with Rongshang.

There was a smile on Rong Shang's lips, and he ignored Immortal Lord Hengwu's provocation. He casually said, "Are your eyes feeling better?"

Immortal Lord Hengwu's hamstrings were picked out by the Emperor of Heaven, but his blindness was a gift from God.

In order to heal his legs, he overestimated his ability and came up with the idea of ​​Rong Shang Yuanshen. Rong Shang took the initiative to teach him a lesson and took away his eyes as a lesson.

Immortal Lord Hengwu was poked at the painful spot, but he still smiled tepidly: "My eyes are feeling better."

He was not in a hurry to accept Rong Yuanshen, and said along with the greetings: "We haven't seen each other for many years, and the Ghost King has not yet married. It seems that the Ghost King has a very high vision, and I am afraid that no woman can meet the Ghost King's eyes."

Rong Shang sneered softly: "Women are things outside the body. We haven't seen her for many years, and Immortal Lord Hengwu is becoming more and more superficial."

Immortal Lord Hengwu was about to agree when a harsh scream came from above his head.

The two of them raised their eyes at the same time, only to see a woman in white robe falling rapidly from the air in an extremely strange posture, with long hair flying.

Rongshang narrowed his long eyes and vaguely saw a small patch of white bald scalp on the top of the woman's black head.

The smile on his lips froze, and he subconsciously moved in the direction of the woman's fall. The ice in his palm fell on the quicksand. His arm suddenly sank, and something warm pressed against his chest.

She obviously hadn't realized that she had landed safely, with a pair of arms tightly wrapped around his neck, her little hands clasped together, tears filling her eyes, and her mouth crying for her mother.

Feeling his neck being soaked with warm liquid, Rong Shang was stunned for a moment before he realized what he had done.

Immortal Lord Hengwu was smiling and pointedly said: "It is indeed something external to the body."

The Ghost King did not gouge out his eyes. As long as the eyeballs were still there, he was half-blind. With the special white drill, he could vaguely see the things in front of him.

Rong Shang ignored Immortal Lord Hengwu. He lowered his eyes and glanced at the woman in his arms, and said lightly: "Let go."

Yu Zhengzong's body was down, but Hun'er hadn't caught up yet. She couldn't listen to his words at all, and she curled up and shivered.

Rong Shang wanted to throw her out.

But the ground is full of red-backed six-eyed spiders. If she flies out, she will become the spider's lunch.

He was in a bad mood, very bad.

He couldn't figure out why he reached out to pick her up, and he couldn't figure out why he didn't throw her out.

Rong Shang raised his sinister eyes and squinted at the demon cultivators behind Immortal Lord Hengwu. There were only 1,800 people in total, which was not enough for him to vent his unhappy emotions at the moment.

His eyes finally fell on Immortal Lord Hengwu: "If you want the soul, come and get it."

Among these people, only Immortal Lord Hengwu could fight with him.

Immortal Lord Hengwu took out the cane and sword hanging on his back.

His hamstring was severed. Although he used many methods to treat it, the effect was minimal. He could barely walk. He still needs a cane on weekdays.

This cane sword sword sheath is like a cane, but it is a hidden mystery. When pulling out the scabbard, it is Sha'RE: N lingering blade, which can be used as a cane together.

To hold her hips with one hand, condense the frost of the ice edge with one hand: "Come on."

Heng Wu Xianjun took off the white cloth strip around the cane sword, and the smile was faint: "No rush, wait for your companion to come down together."

Tolerance and slow side of the head, I saw that the originally Royal Sword escaped from everyone. At this moment, the magic repair was forced back from the cliff.

In addition to the escape of the royal sword alone, others have a dragging oil bottle in their hands, and they must avoid the magic repair attack.

Then, then

As for these people, only Ziyu and Zi Qian escaped successfully, and others were forced back by the demon.

Yu Jiangjiang was able to escape herself, but she was thinking about Xiao Yuqing in her heart, and she was guilty of the steaming steaming off the Qingyan sword.

Although this place is extremely dangerous, she is in a good mood. After all, she removed a big heart, and no one can fight for her again in the future.

As soon as she fell to the ground, she blushed towards Xiao Yuqing, and her expression was anxious and panicked: "Xiao Gongzi, my sister fell down, and fell from the sword ..."

Yu Jiangjiang was brewing sadness, and his party shed tears from the corner of his eyes: "What do you do, you blame me without a good sister, what should I do?"

Xiao Yuqing put down his tranquility, and was trying to say that he went to find Yu steaming. When he raised his eyes, he saw the ghost king, and the Yu Jiangjiangkou fell from the sword to steam.

He held his thin lips: "Girl Yu is okay."

She stunned, looked down along his eyes, and saw that she was entangled on the ghost king like an octopus.

Yu Jiangjiang: "..."

The magic practitioners gradually approached, as if treating prey, and gradually collected them in the net.

Rong Shang glanced at Xiang Feng, thin lips and lightly opened: "waste."

Xiang Feng dare not talk to his mouth, let alone explain.

When the sun came out, his sensory officials fell to the lowest point.

The landscape giving him an umbrella, and he was holding the landscape, and he had to look back at Xiao Yuqing's trend at the same time to prevent Xiao Yuqing and An Ning caught by the magic repair.

It seems to be unexpected by the magic repair.

Heng Wu Xianjun smiled at Xiang Feng: "I haven't seen it for a long time, Xiang Guard is still the same ..."

He paused and found a suitable adjective: "The nest is useless."

This is quite provocative, and Xiang Feng ignored him.

The landscape heard that someone scolded her Master, and subconsciously refuted: "You are the waste!"

Heng Wuxianjun heard the sound of the landscape, and covered Bai Lian's eyes to the side of her side. The corner of her mouth laughed: "I haven't seen it for more than a thousand years, and the female dolls are so big."

While talking, he also stretched out his hand with interest, compared to a few times when the landscape was a little height.

A soul-attached coffin like landscape, check: n-g humanoid, is the appearance of seven, eight-year-old milk dolls.

The ghost king took the head of Wu Xianjun's eyes, and the rotten stall behind took it from Xiang Feng to take over.

When she was young, her lips were red and white, her hair was tied into two small crickets, and she was also fleshy, very much like a blessing doll on the year.

Although I had only seen it once, Heng Wu Xianjun remembered her.

Hengwu Xianjun lamented: "Time passes so fast, the female doll should marry someone."
To be continued...