Stealing The Heavens

Chapter 464 Blood Vows (third)

The corpse is like a mountain, and the blood flows into the sea. The rotting corpses piled up on the ground and inflated. White miserable bones, colorful internal organs, silver swaying ribs, and a mess of hair, even in hell, there will be no such scene.

Numerous large and small blood bubbles in the huge blood pool are constantly emerging, as if there is a stove underneath to warm the blood pool. The rich **** smell is accumulated all around, even if the wind is not blowing. Bloody suffocation condenses into a reddish sputum in the air, and there are faintly distorted figures swaying in the shackles, and some pale faces are seen shining from time to time. The souls of these tragic screams roared in madness, but there was no sound at all.

Tens of thousands of Longbo people stood stiffly in the same place, and their bodies couldn’t move. The Yuanhua ancestors slammed the white mist fairy on the blood cloud, tearing her clothes with both hands. The white mist fairy was pale and stunned. She opened her mouth and spit out her tongue to chew her tongue. Yuanhua’s ancestors violently reached out and held her jaw joint.

"It’s a girl who doesn’t understand things!” Yuanhua’s ancestors grinned in a strange voice: “Are you a fairy, can you compare with a mortal? Anyone who breaks his tongue will die, and your tongue will only become ugly! How can you become ugly before the ancestors I have enjoyed you?"

Fingers on the cheeks of the white mist fairy, a **** light infiltrated into the cheeks of the white mist fairy, the facial muscles of the white mist fairy lost all the power, can only sit stiffly on the blood cloud and let the Yuanhua ancestors do whatever they want. On the other side, Jiang Yun's ancestors roared. When he opened his mouth and screamed, he used too much force and his mouth was torn open. A lot of blood continued to flow out of the wound.

Yuanhua's ancestors were awaiting infringement of the white mist fairy, and he looked back and saw the blood oozing from the face of Jiang Yun's ancestors. Yuan Hua's ancestors suddenly laughed: "Hey, how did you forget this? Beauty , beautiful scenery, beautiful things, you have to have a warm blood atmosphere!"

A little finger, a hundred tall and strong Long Boguo strong man slowly walked to the side of the blood cloud, standing in a circle to encircle the blood cloud of this acre. These brawny men bent down and pointed their heads at Yuanhua's ancestors. With a sharp sword, the black flying sword flying in the high air whistling down, like a knife cutting a tofu and smashing a hundred huge heads.

One hundred blood columns erupted, Yuanhua ancestors, Jiang Yun ancestors, white fog, Qingxia and even Qingshen, Qingxin, Qingyi and other old ways, all of them were sprayed with hot blood. In particular, most of the white mist fairy clothes were pulled down. The white flesh was wrapped in thick blood by a thick layer of blood. The **** body of the beggar was bloody, revealing a bloody, sly, and strange beauty.

Yuanhua's ancestors were excited. He laughed wildly and untiedly untied his belt. He took off his robes one by one.

On the other side, the old priest of the Longbo nationality who cried and shouted and raised his hands suddenly raised his hands and said, "The gods and the gods testify, the ancestors testify to the spirits, and all the spiritual things in the heavens and the earth testify. Today, my family made **** vows, but everyone Can kill and expel this demon, save my family from death, keep my family, and my family will be slaves for generations, loyal to be a cow!"

The fierce means of Yuanhua’s ancestors made all the Longbo people in the room completely desperate. At the juncture of the genocide, the old priests did not care much, and issued the most sacred blood vows, swearing with the future of their future sons and grandchildren, as long as someone can rescue the family and not let the blood of the family sever, he is willing to pay the most A heavy price. Even if it is a slave to the servant, in the face of the inheritance of the blood, everything is nothing.

Tens of thousands of Longbo people screamed in unison, their bodies could not move, their facial muscles were not controlled by them, but this did not hinder them from the chest, from their hearts, bursting like a north wind Whistling mourning. The long squeaks spread with the chill of the forest, and the condensed blood of the passing places was shattered by the desperate screams.

Just before the old priest made a **** vow, tens of thousands of Longbo people sighed in sorrow, not to show the praise of the father to chase the sun step by step to the blood pool. I glared at the **** ocean in front of me, and then looked at the wreckage of the corpse that stretched for millions of miles. The hair band that was not smashed was broken, and the long hair was straight and erected. The powerful force is poured into the long hair, and the silk is long and dances, and it emits a crisp tweet like a knife and a gun.

"Old ghost, **** it!" Don't sigh low, and the body shape is a cross. The group smashed into the Yuanhua ancestors. He squandered all his strength, and his figure was like a mad dragon who traversed the void and tried his best to use his shoulders to reach the heart of Yuanhua's ancestors. The whole body is faintly purple, and the dragon scales under the skin are constantly emerging. Don't let the two worlds of the real world and the Tianlong become the ultimate.

Where did Yuanhua’s ancestors guard against the fact that someone on the Wanxianxing had their own calculations? All the monsters and monsters of Wanxianxing were killed by him. Even if there are some survivors scattered around, they are not his opponents. They have long been hiding in the invisible places and dare not come out. All the creatures on the planet, even those who squid are killed by him, how can someone sneak up on him?

All the attention was attracted by the beautiful body of the white mist fairy. The Yuanhua ancestors of the magical hair were preparing to taste the meat. Suddenly, they did not like to explode like a thunder, and the top of a shoulder was in the heart of Yuanhua’s ancestors. . Just listening to a crisp sound, the body of Yuanhua's ancestors blasted. There was no flesh in his body. When he blew, it was a **** fog, and the screaming screamed into a **** rainbow.

The vicious curse rushed out of the **** rainbow of the flying dragonfly. The ancestors of Yuanhua cursed the heavens and the earth, and when they caught one, they cursed one by one, and all kinds of vicious words were difficult to describe for a while, as long as he can now think of it. The name of the person, whether it is his children and grandchildren or his discipleship, he caught one and smashed one, and no one was spared.

In the dark clouds, a large **** fire screams, and the blood of a bucket in the lower blood pool goes straight into the sky. The blood rainbow of Yuanhua's ancestors merges with the blood, blood, and fire, and it becomes a long time. A **** scorpion with a diameter. Don't scream for a cold, raise your hand and a gray-white chilly face to fight, the cold air condenses into a knife in the void, turned into a long-shoulder Xu thin as the **** are wide but three inches of the ice skates volley, bring a white light Kneeling on the **** scorpion.

This is the attacking enemy of the mysterious warfare in the mysterious sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred Some spells of sinister evil and poisonousness have the powerful lethal power of ghosts and gods. The long knife passed, and the scorpion '嘎吱' broke into two pieces. The Yuanhua ancestor who had just recovered the human form in the scorpion snorted, and the long knife passed through his chest hole. His **** chest suddenly frozen a large piece, a big piece. The white tragic ice frozen his chest, and the chill out of the cold, freezing the nearby **** sputum into a snow falling slowly.

The people who were **** by Jiang Yun’s ancestors and his ancestors were all staring at the beggars. Yuanhua’s ancestors screamed and shouted: “Don't be a child!”

Jiang Yun's ancestors and the white mist fairy were lifted and banned, but they were able to speak. The two also exclaimed the name. They couldn't think of dreams. When they left, they were repaired as shallow, and they had such strength in just a few years. Actually, they destroyed the legal body of Yuanhua's ancestors. If the magical powers of Yuanhua’s ancestors were different, his body and ordinary celestial bodies were very different. Only this attack would make him smashed.

Do not smash the magic of the whole body, the magic of the black lacquer simmered up, the blood of the surrounding sputum was touched by the purgatory spirit of the body, and the blood gas smashed into the magic gas, digested by the magic gas. Become a part of the magic. The huge gods are scattered, and the whole **** sea of ​​the corpse is covered. Don't look at the depths of the corpse, the hidden charms.

The blood pool in front of us is a bit weird. The Yuanhua ancestors gave a glimpse of God's thoughts in the blood pool, and they were arranging some evil and banned prohibitions. Do not hesitate to go into the blood pool without hesitation, and the distraction of Yuanhua's ancestors compete for control of this blood pool.

No matter what Yuanhua’s ancestors are going to do, in general, destroying him all is that he can’t succeed! With so much blood, the blood pool of the blood of countless souls on the Wanxianxing, not to be wasted or wasted, if it is to sacrifice, it is also a great advantage!

Looking back at Yuanhua's ancestors silently, don't scream, but a mindful use of God's knowledge and Yuanhua's ancestors' distractions in the blood pool. In the blood pool, there have been various bans arranged by Yuanhua's ancestors, and the gods who don't want to rush have rushed in, and suddenly the blood has turned into a huge wave.

Yuanhua's ancestors were also suspended in the air. He clearly noticed that a terrible **** than his distraction was thousands of times more powerful. He was taking control of the blood pool in the blood pool. Yuanhua ancestors His face was unpredictable, and he gnashed his teeth and put all his knowledge into the blood pool. He has already refused to kill the remaining tens of thousands of Longbo people, he wants to immediately send out the blood pool!

The old priest who danced and looked at the beggar suspended in the air. He suddenly fell to the ground and shouted: "The immortal, I have already sent out a blood vow, if you can help us, save us from this tribe. The catastrophe of the genocide, I will wait for generations to be faithful to your slaves!"

Blood vows? The **** vows of the Longbo people?

He was arrogant about his lack of potential in Donghai County, and he hurriedly turned his head to Aka, and said to him, "It’s so good, you are faithful to me, I will let you grow and grow! Haha, What is the area's magic spell?"

With a finger, a large piece of chaotic aura shines from the fingertips, turning into countless ancient gods and bombarding those dragons. As soon as I heard a lot of intensive explosions, these Longbo people spurted a large piece of broken black smoke, and they suddenly recovered their mobility!

Don't laugh and laugh: "I will save you today, see who can kill you?"

One mouth, a chaotic aura of light, and tens of thousands of Longbo people are light, and at the same time they are involved in the mustard world!

Yuanhua’s ancestors were so angry that the blood of a dragon’s people was comparable to the total amount of blood in ordinary tens of thousands of people. If you don’t save tens of thousands of Longbo people, you will take it from him. Got the soul of hundreds of millions of mortals. Yuanhua's ancestors couldn't care much. When he turned into a **** light, he broke into the blood pool of Wanling, and then a huge incomparable blood figure stood up from the blood pool.

This statue of the **** has a hundred miles up and down, and his body is full of blood and anger. As soon as he appears, he slams into the hand. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to *** (***.***) to vote for the recommended ticket, ***, your support is my biggest motivation.)