The amazing collision of talent, the yin and yang art played by Qin Jiu Song, is too terrible!

There is a kind of heaven and earth, the meaning of space collapse, yin and yang two air circulation, it seems to be to tear his body, if not he is strong enough, the body is to be remodeled with the Supreme, only that shot, it is enough to tear his body into powder.

So, Xiao Fan was also instantly hit hard, depraved mud dust.

The yin and yang of terror, such as the cylindes of the stud, are still raging in his body, to kill his town.

Hm!

The deceitful sky trembled, the time has come, and the situation in the snow dragon lake has finally fallen into the eyes of everyone.

“Huh?”

At this moment, the eyes of the people are full of eyes, unbelievable.

The huge snow dragon lake, the waves are vast, but at this moment, there are half drops of water beads, which have disappeared and become a pit!

"Is this the battle of the shackles, the movement is too amazing!"Everyone's eyes are sluggish, staring at the situation in the field, especially the shackles in the crowd, and even the powerful of the people's situation, it is even more disheartened: "I am also a strong god, but if you are with these people, it is estimated that even a blow can't carry it, too demonic!"

“Who won?”

People are not looking.

Pounce!

At this time, Xiao Fan's body shape can no longer support, "pounce" one knee, frantic coughing up blood, and dyeing the ground at the bottom of the snow dragon lake red.

In contrast, Qin Jiu Song, although there is a strand of blood hanging above the corner of his mouth, the whole person looks at himself, like a plaguar, straight, looking at Xiao Fan: "The first fire, can it be counter-intu€?”

"The first fire?! Xiao Fan got the first fire!"

Hearing this talk of Qin Jiu Song, everyone was stunned, looking at the young figure on one knee, and the pupil contained a thick and shocking color.

"The first fire is supreme, the endless years have not been in the world, has long become a legend, and now it has been Xiao Fan, the air and the sky!"

At this moment, everyone changes color, only to speak the ironic people, at this moment can not help but look hot.

Even the young people on the shore of Xuelong Lake are supreme, and their faces are full of heavy colors: "Supreme?!"

However, the next moment people reacted, looking at the proud white body in the field, the color of the awe in the eyes was even more intense: "The same order of the first battle, with the first fire of Xiao Fan, even why not too vain the son, by him, how strong is he?" 」

“The Holy Spirit is invincible!”

The people breathed cold, so thinking, quietly emerged from everyone's heart.

The Snow Lake.

Huangquan's demonic eyes, looked deeply at the Qin Jiu Song, turned to Ye Zhenwu: "Brother Ye, the same as the great fictitious mountain youth supreme, too false the bottom of the son, you know?"

This statement, the eyes of the rest of the people, at the same time fell on Ye Zhenwu, which is extremely concerned.

As a young man, who has no adventure of his own, unknown?

But for each other's means, most people are more or less aware of each other, such as the flying fairy body of Xiangtai Xuan, everyone is aware of the presence.

However, among the many young people, Qin Jiu Song is also one of the deepest hidden ones!

In addition to the cultivation of one of the seven Fas, which is too vain, and the fire burning of heaven and earth in the past, which has been rumored before, there is also the art of creating the sky in the Seven Fas that has been exposed...

For the real card of Qin Jiu Song, people are a fog.

Ye Zhenwu gently shook his head: "I don't know."

“What a curiosity...”

The Holy Spirit shook his head and lamented.

in the field.

In Xiao Fan's eyes, suddenly there was a vicissitudes of color, looking at the look of Qin Jiu Song, there was a thick and shocking color, and he lost his voice: "Saint..."

“Huh?”

He did not finish his words, Qin Jiu Ge suddenly moved in his heart, quickly shot, and destroyed the lightning and then out of the lightning, interrupting Xiao Fan's words.

At the same time, his hand broke the turtle armor, and suddenly the corner of the sky appeared, and once again covered the scope of the snow dragon lake.

Qin Jiu Song was indifferent and coldly smiled: “Why will the dead be mine?”

Xiao Fan shot, the destruction of Qin Jiu Song thunder broke, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spewing out, there was a heavy color between the looks, and he said in a deep voice: "The heart of the magic?"

"Oh?"Have you ever remodeled your body with the Supreme, and integrated the memories of the grandfather?”Qin Jiu song moved slightly in his heart and said nothing.

"Alas", Xiao Fan Ben's pale face, now is a sharp change, like white paper, like thinking of something, the face looks horrified, silent:

“Xin’an!”

“Oh, the reaction was quick.”

Qin Jiu Song smiled, the pupil poured a sharp killing intention, the eyebrows bloomed in the light!

A little man like a gold poured into a sword, drilled out from his eyebrows, with a bright light, to Xiao Fan's eyebrows, quickly killed.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth seem to be static, only this fairy light... eternal!

“The Light of the Immortals!”

Shocked, unscrinkled.

The next moment, the little golden man held the sword, stabbed Xiao Fan's eyebrows, and knew the sea.

At this moment, Xiao Fan was already seriously injured, and the supreme old grandfather, who was just a remnant soul, broke out in the heat of the day, and then helped Xiao Fan to reshape the body with his own body, the spiritual power was almost exhausted, and at this moment he was in a half-dreamy state, and could fall asleep at any time, and how to help Xiao Fan, resisting this world-killing from the flying fairy!

Oh, hey!

This blow to the flying fairy light, like a broken bamboo, directly wipes out the spirit of Xiaofan!

Xiao Fan's eyes were dark, but in the end, the vitality was strong, and he had not yet completely died, and he stared at Xiao Fan.

“Xin’an!”A roar emanated from the depths of his throat, extremely cold, as if from the nine-sin hell, "Qin Jiu Song!"You are the devil!It's not good to die!"

“Who knows?”Qin Jiu Song laughed, and said, “It may be stinking for a thousand years...”

He was calm, the spirit was killed, even if the old grandfather was born again, even if the world's air luck was all put together, Xiao Fan has died!

Now it is just a grudge, the light is back, Qin Jiu Song does not mind accompanying him on the last journey.

After a tucking, Qin Jiu Song smiled, “It is you, who died from the light of the dead wife’s flying fairy, should be counted as a good death?”I know under the spring of the 澹台稇繇, and I should think of you as a husband and wife to be reunited and do good deeds.”

“Qin, nine, the song...”

Xiao Fan gritted his teeth and hated to the heavens: "Cultivation is so magical, destined to be the enemy of the world, there is a wound to heaven, you are not afraid of heaven to receive you!" 」

“God take me?”Qin Jiu Song smiled and looked at Xiao Fan, “No, you are wrong!”

At this moment, a sense of indifference like the heavens, rising from the Qin Jiu song, looking down at Xiao Fan, like looking down at the dust of the mole: "You are a human being, and you will know..."

“I am heaven!”

He stood up, his words came out, the stone was shocked!

In this way, Qin Jiu Song is not arrogant, but seems to be a faint statement of a fact, the look is plain and indifferent, the lips are lightly vomiting, it seems to be a judgment: "You can live, you can also give you death!"

This word out.

Bam!

Like pushing the golden mountains, Xiao Fan's body suddenly fell down.

The original protagonist in the book, Xiao Fan, the son of heaven, was killed in Xuelong Lake for the Tai Fong Son Qin Jiu Song, and could not die again!

Until he died, his eyes were still full of eyes, and he was not blind.

It seems that sadness and anger died in the light of the flying fairy of the garlic, and it seems to be doubtful about the meaning of the words of Qin Jiu Song.

Seeing Xiao Fan's shadow slowly falling down, Qin Jiuge whispered:

"Although you are lucky with the clock, after all, you are a human being, how can you know why I am waiting to exist..."

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