MTL - The Sword Dynasty-v8 Chapter 78 Hold me to see

Another blood rushed from the lips of the Qis people, flowing along the sides of his mouth, and instantly turned into two substantial black gas, like two fangs.

This kind of force resists the forced spelling of several masters and escapes from the trap, which brings great damage to his body. For the seven masters, the damage inside the body is likely to affect Shouyuan.

The practitioners who practiced the practice of the ghosts and ghosts were originally shorter than the life of the practitioners who practiced other exercises in the world. However, the Qis did not care about this.

How long it takes to live is not the key. The key is to burn life to the strongest and most exciting.

He... The novel was originally carried away with the mission of Qi Di, except for the young opponent who made Qi Di intuitively uneasy. However, the other party actually brought the highest practice from the Witch Temple, which brought unlimited future to his future. may.

Su Qin’s face is extremely bleak, and his eyes are full of dead air. Only a strange crystal light emerges from the depths of his eyes. It seems that the sealed sea of ​​air has solidified into a kind of crystal, that kind of crystal. The light of the light has passed through his eyes.

No one can keep up with the Qis.

The Qi Si people and his real figure, sneaked in the night, and the position of the black clouds escaped.

But if someone can be on the side of the Qis and his side, it will definitely be sympathetic to Su Qin's next encounter.

Because if you kill people, the practitioners who practice the evil spirits and ghosts do not necessarily have the killing means of Qin Jianshi to come quickly and simply, but if you talk about the torture of the soul and the vitality, the masters of the Daqi Dynasty have countless different means. .

Some practitioners are in their hands and can even become uninhabited, even without knowing what they are.

The Qis people believe that Su Qin knows this, but he knows that Su Qin may not be willing, so he feels it is necessary to remind Su Qin.

When his figure passed through the bustling streets of Chudu, passing through the desert and reaching a graveyard of the former Chudu nobility, he stopped.

After the Chudu was broken, most of the former Chudu nobility had ceased to exist. This cemetery has been swept away by the emigrants and became a paradise for wild dogs. The bones of some famous people who belonged to the history of Chudu were thrown. It can be seen everywhere. Only those pieces of shards and some pieces of undecorated fine clothing can be reminiscent of the difference between these bones and ordinary people.

The princes will be in the same phase, but after a hundred years, they will not return to the dust.

The Qis people faintly smiled. He turned his head and looked at Su Qin, who could not move. He said: "You should understand that after being captured by a Qi Zongshi, the most tragic experience was not directly killed, but turned into him. The materials in the hands of the refiner can't be released even if they die."

"In a strict sense, I am already a practitioner who practices the practice of Yin and ghosts, so I certainly understand." Su Qin looked at him and spoke.

The energy in his body could not be circulated, and his speech almost trembled with vocal cords. The voice was very strange, but what surprised the Qis was that his tone was still calm, with an unspeakable suffocation.

"You want to say that if I pass the Witch God gong to you, would you give me a good time? But the world can be as good as you want. If you really want to use such a means to me, keep my soul forever." In the living body... that's how everyone consumes, I'm in hell, you can never get this practice."

The Qis are not angry.

He watched Su Qin for a moment and finally understood why Qi Di had such intuition.

Some people are jealous of others, but Su Qin is the kind of person who is jealous of himself.

Such a person, even if he is indulged in **** forever, will have a sigh of relief and believe that he will be able to turn over one day.

Such people are not crazy, but real madmen.

“Maybe we have the possibility of cooperation?”

He is silent, but Su Qin’s voice is reminiscent of it. Instead, he has taken the initiative. “I have witch mystery and support from the Daqin military, and you are the strongest practitioner of the Daqi Dynasty. After the baby, you should be the leader of many big practitioners. If you are with me, how much might you think?"

"Maybe we can build a dynasty."

After the pause, Suqin’s quirky voice rang again: “A dynasty that is stronger than the current Chu Dynasty and the Daqi Dynasty. Even we may have the chance to defeat Yuanwu and Bashan’s swordfield.”

"There is no such possibility." In such a weird and tempting voice, the Qiss shook his head quietly and slowly and clearly said, "Some people can become leaders, not just because of cultivation."

Su Qin closed his mouth with interest.

Some people can stand on the top, because of the stubborn pride.

At this moment, the depths of the Qis people’s eyes were lit up with a different kind of light.

He felt a strong breath close to the cemetery.

Any great practitioner who practices the ghosts of the gods and gods likes the place where the yin gathers that ordinary people don't like. The long and unique practice makes the masters like him breathe some useful benefits from such places. Heaven and earth. So it is not uncommon to be able to guess that he might go through such a place. The key is that what kind of people come so fast, and who is dare to come.

What he can be sure of is that after the moment of the new Chu Palace, the masters knew the gap and never dared to follow up and never dare to appear alone in front of him.

In his knowledge, there is no such practitioner who dares to face him alone.

He is curious.

The figure of a little woman appeared in his vision.

The reason why it is a small woman is not the age, but the figure.

The woman who walked in the darkness and walked over the wild grass on the edge of the graveyard was very petite. Her hair was short. It seemed to be a short hair like a man. It’s not long before it’s stored, so it’s only .

However, with the approach of the woman, the sense of pressure in the perception is getting stronger and stronger, so strong that even his eyes have a shocking light.

The grass burned up.

The tombs burned up.

The other party did not hide the breath of the body. The temperature of the flame produced by these combustions was not as good as the temperature of her arrogance.

Looking at the woman's quiet but mad face in the light, the face of the Qis people became absolutely awe-inspiring.

He slightly decapitated, said: "Mr. Zhao Jian, Mr. Zhao Si?"

The body exudes a small girl like a stove to return.

"What is Mr. Zhao Si?" asked the Sis.

"White mountains and water are not there, I am looking at this Chudu." Zhao Si, Zhao Miao, responded unchanged.