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Huang Quantu has been wearing it as an underwear. Now that the clothes are all peeled off, the picture is exposed.

As shown in Figure 1, the consequences are unimaginable.

At this moment, Fang Han kills the heart suddenly, there is an impulse, sword, assassination Fang Qingxue! However, he also knows that Fang Qingxue is not a Shura, but the fourth master of the magical mystery.

Shura is only the equivalent of a double-double master, and Fang Qingxue is a heaven and a ground. If Fang Han suddenly assassinated, there is no grasp, and there is no chance for even one.

"Well? Nothing?"

At this moment, Fang Qingxue\'s eyes flashed a little more surprised, because in her eyes, Fang Han had nothing on his body, that is, delicate skin, fine muscles, smooth body shape, and explosive curves.

On the smooth skin, it shows a strong vitality.

"Where did you go to the Huangquan map?" Fang Han was also a glimpse. He looked at his body and found nothing. It seems that he had never seen the picture.

"It must be a means of embarrassment. He said that when I took Jiu Jin Jin Dan and Huang Quan Emperor refining Jiu Jin Jin Dan, I joined my own blood, and the crouching Huang Quan Tu also has his blood. ?"

Fang Han Ling machine moves, "Sister, what is the magic weapon on my body, just the altar of the demon **** suddenly changed, this Shura immediately stayed, I took a sword and stabbed into its eyes. He began to want to give birth to me, Give me a chance."

"go!"

Fang Qingxue did not listen to Fang Han\'s explanation. He looked at his **** tiger\'s mouth and grabbed him again. He vacated, and the purple flashing around him, smashing the air, opened a road in the infinite black fog, and swayed.

Fang Han was caught by a hand, and the whole body could not move. It seemed that he was paralyzed. He saw that the black fog in front was constantly being washed away. Fang Qingxue became paler and paler, occasionally coughing, and dripping blood dripped from his lips. Dyeing a bright peach on a white dress, it is obviously not a good injury.

"The demon gods, take the moon to pick the stars........."

A burst of demon sound suddenly appeared in the black mist, the sound wave actually condensed into a root spear, the thorns of the thorns to Fang Qingxue\'s body purple power, the purple power of the road was smashed.

Subsequently, the black fog in front was more intense, and a huge "fair hand" was covered, such as a large net fishing, and Fang Qingxue was caught in the hands.

"God is like a knife, killing it...."

Fang Qingxue does not change color, and a single palm stands on the chest. A purple electric knife that is as thick as a bucket smashes the past and is smashing to the center of the demon hand.

The demon hand gathered toward the center, and suddenly took the knife light.

"Sen Luo Wanxiang!" Fang Qingxue closed his eyes and seemed to be accumulating strength. After accumulating three breaths, his eyes slammed open, and the huge yin knives suddenly exploded, turning into thousands of rotating knives. Among the light, there have been countless scenes, houses, palaces, cities, trees, flowers, mountains, immortals, thunder, flames, winds, dragons and tigers... everything Senro is in it.

Oh!

The demon hand was actually torn by her knife.

This tear, in the darkness of the sky, suddenly showed a glimmer of light.

When Fang Qingxue grabbed Fang Han, he shuttled through the light of this light and disappeared.

On the altar of the demon god, the demon **** incarnation once again swung the big sleeves, and suddenly the dark fog disappeared. The underground world has restored a little bit of peace.

"God! My seven gourds.......... Don\'t you go up and kill him?"

Wang Molin, the small real person of Sirius, stood beside the demon **** and hurried.

"Sen Luo Wanxiang, a good move, the magical power of the congenital demon, she actually used so fascinating, she and the younger should be as scared as the innate, but in the middle of my demon big handprint, See if she has this kind of creation, can escape the chasing of the same door. My identity, chasing a junior, not very much like words."

The demon **** has a slight way: "But my real body is suppressing the nine yin gods, and there is no power to separate the body. Let her go."

"Congratulations to the demon god, finally sealed the nine yin gods, this god, but one of the most powerful demon gods in the extraterrestrial sky, if you refine it, the demon **** is further away from the road of immortality."

Beside the demon **** stood a young girl, human body, but there was a white fluffy big tail behind the **** swept to sweep away, like the legendary fox. This is the "pure fox little demon girl."

"The body is ten heavy, the magical power is ten, and the longevity is also ten. After the immortal, there is still a long way to go before you can see the legendary door of eternal life, the road of cultivation, grow... .. neon."

The demon **** touched the head of the pure fox demon girl, and the body was dissipated for a trace of smoke.

"Go! We chase! Fang Qingxue since the demon big handprint, and then the oil must be exhausted!" Wang Molin Yin Yin yin, the body turned into a dark green light, flying up.

Above the ground, the sun is hanging high, it is the noon desert, and the blazing sun can dry the water of the human body.

"Are we fleeing the ground? What is this place?"

A purple electric light cut through the sky and landed on a tall sand dune, showing two figures, it is Fang Han and Fang Qingxue.

"You stay here, I am in the demon god, a demon big handprint, mana collapse! Just broke through his demon law is already doing his best, can not think of a long-lived secret master a small avatar, it is so powerful. But also, I finally know the masters of the longevity secrets. Among the disciples of Yuhuamen’s true disciples, those who have played against the masters of the longevity secrets, I am afraid that I am one.........cough... ”

Fang Qingxue sat on the ground with his knees and put Fang Han down. His face showed a smile and seemed to be very satisfied with the demon god.

"Sister, are you not seriously injured?" Fang Han asked quickly.

"No problem, I am running the mana, refining the demon gas of the demon big handprint, I am practicing the purple electric yin knife magic can refine all the demon, but it takes time!" Fang Qingxue looked at Fang Han, " You can actually kill Shura. Although it is luck, it is also shocking and more shocking. I am more and more surprised. You can help me protect the law."

Between the words, the seven gourds in her hand were lost, Fang Han quickly caught. The body sank, "Good sink!" A small gourd, actually has dozens of pounds. I don\'t know what is inside.

"The spirit of blood in this seven gourd has been obliterated by me. You are now slashing blood." Fang Qingxue said: "This gourd is a treasure, but Wang Molin, this little devil, refines a kind of scorpion smoke. There are some small bugs, which are simply violent. In fact, the most powerful part of this gourd is that there is a seven-killed sword array. Just put the seven-sword-level flying sword into the gourd, you can arrange it into a seven-kill sword array. God god, encounter ghosts and ghosts. Very fierce. But the seven flying swords are rare. The magic road is not good at refining. So that the seven killing swords inside have no sword, can not play the power. After you enter the inner door, Slowly collect seven flying swords."

Between the talks, Fang Qingxue closed his eyes, and the whole body of the purple electric hairspring, condensed himself into a purple big scorpion, wrapped in the scorpion, two purple electric snakes, hovering outside.

These two purple electric snakes, but also smashed the antlers, talons, beards, not a dragon.

"Seven killing swords? I am not having seven flying swords? Spiritual wind, silver snake, red desire, and four other?" Fang Han’s mind is moving, at this moment, suddenly, in the distance, on the sky A bi-flame dragged out a long tail and flew in, and instantly stayed in the air, showing a young man wearing green clothes.

It is the true disciple of Bi Yanfeng, Jin Shitai.

"Fang Qingxue, I finally found you." Jin Shitai stayed in the air, constantly running mana, and then looked at Fang Han, "seven gourd! You! Offer the gourd."