These words make Oriental ink really uncomfortable, a woman, how can she have such a fierce heart?After a little hesitation for a moment, Oriental Mo will still be a body, directly on the blue stone: "Purple cloud, even if your cultivation is higher, to this point, you think I will be afraid of what!" 」

The voice fell, oriental ink directly will be full of aura surge up, the spirit in the hands thick, according to this purple cloud, do not die is a hand, Oriental ink knows, those ordinary techniques, in front of this six-level emperor, should not be enough to see, so the Oriental ink is the first layer of the nine occult decisions, the sky!

Oriental Mo thought that cultivators such as Ziyun must look down on him, can let people stretch out a finger to fight against themselves, has already lifted him up, although Oriental Mo is wild, but not without self-knowledge!

However, what surprised Oriental Mo was that this purple cloud even had a thick spirit in both hands, and his eyes widened, this expression shocked Oriental ink, didn't he, didn't he give it a chance?This woman is too small, isn’t she?Even if it is the first level of the emperor's full force, Oriental Mo did not dare to say that he could cope with it, and he has not yet improved his blood strength, and he has not improved his cultivation...

This woman is not a menopause...

The situation did not turn as sharply as Oriental Mo thought, and did not knock him to the ground at once, but let his technique pass through all the spirit in her palm!

Oriental Mo felt that this technique of his own is indeed completely through the purple cloud those aura, but also absolutely played all the strength, but the most difficult for him to accept is that his own technique did not know where to go, this purple cloud how to resolve it does not know!

After Oriental Mo issued this technique, stupid, purple cloud is froze, two people confused after the encounter, even become more confused!

Finally, or Zi Yun with a shocked expression said: "Oriental ink, you... what technique you just now?"

Oriental ink to see their hands, and look at the purple cloud, the heart thought, this menopause in the end what happened?Is it just a technique that needs to be so shocking?

“Nine decisions.”Oriental ink faintly reported the name of this technique, he did not think that this is related to the purple cloud, because it was on the flood of the mainland, the east danced to him!

The shock of the purple cloud seemed to have not calmed down, and even his lips trembled: "Oriental ink, tell me quickly, you..., what else you have, all the means, all the ability, and . . . . ."

Eastern ink is confused, this woman is not only menopausal, or crazy?

“That, purple cloud, what means do I have to tell you?”Oriental Mo felt that his IQ was instantly pulled down by the purple cloud in front of him, and he even said such a word with no level.

Oriental ink looked at the strange woman in front of him with some chagrin, but Ziyun did not care at all, and did not care about the strange eyes of Oriental ink: "Oriental ink, Oriental ink..." The purple cloud's mouth kept whispering the name of Oriental ink.

Listening to the purple cloud so constantly repeating his own name, Oriental Mo only felt the cold of shock, didn't it, did the women here are locked up crazy?He did not have such a heavy taste, if this woman looked at him, he would rather die than the ice sea stung gave him a feeling!

“I said, ‘Do you want to go out?’I would not have come here if I had not looked at the face of the ancient elders.”Oriental Mo impatiently interrupted the purple cloud's strong call to his own name behavior.

This purple cloud seems to suddenly think of something, slowly standing up straight, looking at the Oriental ink, the shock on the face is also a little calmer, even if now the normal look, but also seems to suppress the excitement in the heart.

Oriental ink involuntarily retreated two steps, this woman to do what, you excited the wool ah, just heard the name of the young master you are a posture want to kill me, now this is going to play what kind of tricks.

Suddenly, Oriental Mo finally knew what the purple cloud wanted to do in front of him, because he had felt the incomparable pressure, as if the body was imprisoned by invisible forces, sure enough, the power of the sixth-level emperor, not his small three-level occult king can resist, oriental ink even breathing is difficult!

Infuriating with Oriental ink seven tips, it is indeed a menopaurant woman, the wind is wind and rain is rain, this face is faster than turning over the book, Nima!

Oriental ink will not be so imprisoned, he raised his aura, in the agitation of his own aura at the same time, the endless force socuttered in the blood is also restless crazy agitation, I have to say, now, the power in this bloodline makes Oriental Mo feel terrible.

These forces are wild and untamed, and although they are soluble in their own blood, Oriental Mo only feels that if he is not careful, he can't control these forces at all!

And now, Oriental ink is also spelled, he does not want to control, if the six-level emperor in front of the eyes to completely hold, he really reluctant!

Therefore, the movement of Oriental ink this time is completely different from the previous, it is a reckless release of madness, if it is only to stimulate the power of these bloodlines, Oriental ink is only repaired to soar, and the combat power is improved.

However, this time, in addition to the cultivation of Oriental ink into the finger to the realm of the first level of the emperor, even his eyes are full of scarlet color, no magic, no bloodthirsty, but give people a kind of slanting the king's prestige.

The long hair behind the Oriental ink brain also danced wildly, and the spirit of the body soared, and suddenly the hands between them were jerking, clenching their fists.

“Hear...”

In this very quiet environment, such a small sound is also very obvious, this sound, let the purple cloud's eyes pumped, the bottom of the eye is a great surprise, no one knows, this surprise means!

If ordinary against the enemy, such a situation will not show a surprising expression, because Oriental ink just just that grip, even the empty hand was broken!

However, there are a few small cracks that are fleeting, but this also shows the horror of the power and speed of the East!

Now, Oriental Mo suddenly felt that he seemed to be unable to control these two, he was worried, this strange woman here, how can let yourself lose control, so Oriental ink slightly converged some of their own blood, when the cultivation fell back to the realm of the king, he was instantly awake!

However, this strange phenomenon, Oriental ink can be remembered, the last time is also, to promote the cultivation of the emperor can not be controlled until there is time to see what is going on!

After the mind was clear, he looked up at the purple cloud in front of him: “Let go of me!”

With this low roar, Oriental Mo has suddenly opened his hand, and the highest level of the nine occult decisions he can understand has been suddenly launched!

Oriental ink has long been careless of anything, if this blow can not be in front of the purple cloud to repell, then he really can not!

When the purple cloud saw this oriental ink to raise the strength of the blood to this point, and used the 45th type of condensation on the fifth layer of the Nine Xuan Dynasty, her face changed sharply!

“You’re really struggling!”With this cry of the purple cloud, the yarn on her body suddenly flew up, raised a soft halo, and protected herself, but at this moment, she could not move, which was very strange.

This technique of Oriental ink falls on this warm light like a storm, but it cannot pass half a point!

However, this result is not known at all, because when his path with uncontrollable and blood force was sent out by his madness, he could not wait to see what the result was, and he had begun a crazy reaction!

It was as if the pain of tearing his soul apart came to an overwhelming attack, so that he could not hide for half a minute!

This time, the reverse, let the Oriental ink pain, because this time the reaction, as if not only the anti-phage of the technique, as if the power sowing in the blood is also so restless, as if something has not been vented, but also the feeling of jumping out of his meridian!

What makes Oriental Modu frown is that his divine knowledge seems to be a leaf that is floating, not under his own control, and is constantly affected by the force in this technique and blood, as if he does not know how to put it!

“Isn’t that the pace of my life?”Oriental ink in the heart secretly thought, but just powerless, a finger can not move!

I don't know how long it took, the magic of Oriental ink seems to be slowly stabilized, the whole process, even if he wants to escape is impossible, hard to take all the reaction completely!

When the highest peak of the reverse was past, slowly looking at it flattening, Oriental Moben wanted to return to his soul space to see, and he doubted that the soul that had become crystals would be made in half, and suddenly felt a gentle hand, and was constantly touching his forehead...

This palm seems to be very warm, so gently touch, let him instantly feel the incomparable comfort, and even some greedy for this temperature, can not say what kind of feeling!

However, this feeling also passed in an instant, because the thoughts of Oriental ink immediately returned to the break point before falling down, who is the owner of this hand?It will not be...

Suddenly, Oriental Mo opened his eyes, and really similar to his guess, the face of the purple cloud, close at hand!