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Chapter 1790 Really, is that you? 1

Time, no one will pay attention to it anymore, or slow.

The setting sun is full of red and lined.

The mountains have always been tight, the war is endless, and the danger is shrouded in.

At the end of the day, there are two fighting. One is in the high altitude. The excitement of the battle cannot be described.

Some insignificant. However, it is even more thrilling, because both are fighting! Mo Liancheng is too difficult to entangle, so long, bronze deeply has experience.

The cultivation of Mo Liancheng is only the primary of Huang Xuan, which is obviously not as good as bronze.

The bronze is embarrassed several times.

The reason is that this man should not be killed anymore. A unwilling opponent is like a lunatic, which is very terrible.

Of course, Mo Liancheng also encountered danger several times. In white clothes, it was already bloody, and the injuries were exhausted. It's just that pair of indifferent eyes, more calm, as if those who were injured were not his own.

It ’s more and more fierce. This is the heart of a strong person, the domineering of the emperor.

Bronze has once again soared Mo Liancheng to the same level.

Nympho

This battle actually fought for three days and three nights.

Inside the volcano.

A weird altar, a woman sitting in the middle of the middle, the face is calm.

There was a layer of purple gas shrouded in her. At her eyebrows, she was waiting for a whip quietly. During this time, the old man witnessed Qu Tan'er's miracle, and he used Qu Tan'er Xiu

In order to make a rapid progress, as an instrumental spirit, under her warmth, she recovered.

Originally a dragon fruit, she had to cook at least half a month to digest the drug power. She only took three in 23 days, and successfully survived the most painful period of time. Now she is stabilizing her eyes.

Just wait for stability, you can wake up.

The speed of speed was surprised by the old man.

It ’s really genius. With this mind, you only need to cultivate the secrets of enlightenment. In the future, the achievements must not be limited in the future. The result of this result, the boss of the holy altar is not voice.

In recent days, the altar is a faint light. Compared with a month ago, it was a lot weaker, and there were signs of looseness. How long can the altar be persisted? It is difficult to say.

The old man of the dragon also showed worry, and looked forward to Qu Tan'er woke up quickly. As long as she woke up, she could find a way to leave.

Time has gradually passed.

Gradually, the purple qi lingering around Qu Tan'er slowly converged, and then quietly hidden in her body.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes, her eyes, silent like a pond, quiet and cold, and her temperament changed in a moment. In this way, she would have a sense of fear when she saw it.

You can decide a person's life and death. In a while, she converged the breath and relieved it.

Time is a bit short.

She could have been practicing, and as long as she gave her a while, she would be able to go to the next level.

However, she woke up and gave up.

Because she doesn't think this place is a place suitable for cultivation. Similarly, she doesn't know what is going on outside, and she doesn't know what the city is. She wants to leave. So she woke up.
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