The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

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"If you want to die, you will die, I will not stay here to accompany them!" Liang Qi resentfully opened Yang Liang's hand, just wanted to worry, ink and cold, a little bit intolerant. It rang.

"If you want to go, just hurry!"

Mo Yan took Luo Yifeng and walked into a shadow in the northeast corner. He looked at Han Han with a gloomy look. "You come here and guard him!"

"Okay! I will say, how can there be any embarrassment that can't be opened this year, that is, you two are not good at learning, deliberately say something messy to scare me!" Han Wei ran to hold the crumbling Luojingfeng .

Ink squinted slightly, and there was a fascinating killing in the scorpion.

If he had to deal with the things in this jade, how could he hand the little guy to the man in front of him.

"Mu Ye, can you open this?!" Yang Liang was shocked. "Is it impossible to make this ghost fairy not cultivated?"

"Cultivated! But not afraid!" Ink faintly echoed.

This thing was developed as early as a hundred years ago. The guardian of the village in the bottom is estimated to have used a special ceremony to kill the entire Nanzhao country in the past seven days after seven or forty-nine days. The royal family, so they lost the qualification to open this jade, or else they will not be able to come here today.

They counted everything well, but they missed the appearance of this Kunlun tire.

Although the ghost fairy is terrible, but this kind of physical body is also naturally formed by the essence of heaven and earth, how could it not be a small thousand-year-old ghost opponent.

With one hand against the fascia, the ink smear was slightly forced, so the jade plate that seemed to weigh thousands of dollars was pushed out, and the heavy smashed on the wall and broke into a place.

The huge sound was so scared that Yang Liang and Liang Qi didn't dare to think any more, and they rushed to the position designated by Mohlin.

Before I had time to stay in my heart, a male body armed with an ink-colored cloak jumped out.

"Who is awakening the king!" The voice of the other party is very oppressive. Several people only think that the heart is like being knocked out by a boring drum.

"A little ghost fairy, dare to call himself the king in front of me?!" Mo Yan looked cold and frosty, hands fisting, and fiercely swayed toward the man who had been normal.

Then the other party leaned back and relaxed, and easily avoided his attack. The whole body turned up and directly attacked the ink of the ink.

The ink squid tipped a bit, like a ticket up, and then stepped on the ankle of the man's body, and he stepped on the ground.

"Damn! What are you! You will not be afraid of the dragon on the king!" The man was completely angry, sitting up directly, double-hooked, long nails stretched out, like a beast, inserted into the Ink's waist.

The action was as fast as it was between the flint and the electric light, so it came to the skin of the ink, so some people widened their eyes and shouted "to finish", but the man's body suddenly flew out.

Ink's fist still maintains an attacking posture, apparently this is his masterpiece.

But no one can see how he is acting.

He... can he be even more powerful than this ghost? !

How is this Moye powerful to such a degree? !