He looked at the bronze mask.
Look at those exposed eyes
He …
Sensing something …
"You? ! 」
The treasure elephant was about to open his mouth, but Goethe couldn’t give him a chance. The remaining six pieces of blood were straight, and the treasure elephant formed a golden bell and immediately cracked.
Cut!
Cut!
The crisp sound not only cracked the admiralty, but also cracked the two relics.
Six blood faces embrace each other.
Treasure image melts with time.
The debris of the relic is no exception.
Even though the face blooms with layers of Buddha’s light, it is eventually infected by blood and eventually disappears.
Goethe watched the scene in situ and felt the changes carefully.
"Blood Nerve" and "The Beast of Desire" cooperated with him. He had a hunch that it would be good, but he didn’t expect it to be so good.
Everyone is like himself.
Although there are no other secrets, qi and blood can grow.
And it also has many miracles.
Simply put, if you raise it, you will have seven more members.
"It’s kind of a road."
Goethe said to himself from the bottom of his heart.
Anchor point The world situation forced him to prepare more roads by himself.
The new occupation is
Existing forces wash away integration is
Mastering new power is still
Always try their best to strengthen themselves.
Goethe looked at the outermost small spread out, and his heart told him that there were good things there.
But I haven’t waited for Goethe to step forward.
Lang read aloud in the distance-
"People are similar in nature at first, but far from each other …"
"Heaven and earth are mysterious and the universe is vast …"
Reading crisp is a child.
Pure mind and enthusiasm
The most pure and upright, a little stream gathered into a river and poured into their husband’s body.
This gentleman has a stiff face and stern eyes.
Beside him is the second emperor Zhao Ta.
Still dressed as a Confucian scholar, Zhao Ta fuels and salutes the middle-aged gentleman.
"Please, teacher."
Mr. Middle-aged first received a gift from Zhao Ta and then immediately hid.
"Respect the ancestors in matters of heaven and earth, and Long Jun’s teacher is a courtesy."
"The temple ceremony cannot be abolished."
"Take it to the old man."
Middle-aged people talk old-fashioned and don’t say it, but they also have a strong rotten taste.
If you don’t do it, you will rot the wood
But a stale and pedantic feeling.
Middle-aged man shook his sleeve robe and walked out of the hall steps to look at the direction of Kongoji, and he drank low.
"Justice destroys human desires! 」
A low drink is like thunder, and the whole Haimen is trembling.
Many people just kneel and kowtow.
And Goethe is more direct here
Xing Haoran transformed two chains and handcuffed his hands directly. Although the chains were shaped, they made a crisp sound and connected to two tangible peaks.
The mountain peak is high and short.