Degenerate? It is such a simple thing for Shengren to fall into a step, let alone Jin has not produced a spell that truly has the effect of "inducing and falling".


    Besides, for the Divine Split, Jin planned to use the "conversion" method of stale vinegar castle Gillette.


    "You are mine~Haoi~!"


    Responding to Nan Ren''s roar, the priest struck Zigong Koshang with the eternal strange energy and hit the ground with the little neodymium-degree Zigong Koshang.


    "One Actinox~?! No. ~ Shen Actinox~!"


    The God Split only made his heart fly out of the Hungarian Qianglai. With the continuous steps and the magnetization of the barrel, the demon phoenix rippled in the air, and the pheasant rippled in the air.


    "This kind of feeling~...actinia~still the air~...I~..."


    "It''s really a wrong step~ Huoi~..."


    The magic tricks are used to make a small medicine for the fat of Lai, and the Jin knows the opportunity to steal Lai.


    Sure enough, when Zigong Kou opened it a little harder, the reason of Shenli became distracted.


    "I~I actinidate~Let''s go on~I will continue~No. Li Hai~No. Li Hai actinidate~!"


    In the words of Yinsheng Wolf, his cold face had become weird. The little neodymium raised his head and threw it into a thrilling S-shaped shape with freezing.


    "Hate~ Actinox~I~I''m still far away~ Actinox~Switch it a little~Get closer to Lai~Use a straight actinox~!"


    Actinole... Such a divine split fire weave is really a number of numbers!


    Now, whether it is Ru Tzu or Yindi, who bullied Shenli, she has the consciousness of resistance. The joke is that Da called "Uncle No. 1" and at the same time, she guarded her own Hungarian tribe.


    "Jin~I~I Dajia~Far~Far~..."


    "Anthracene? Is there a long cake nest? Yes! Let''s talk about the cake nest!"


    "I~I''m hungry~I''m hungry~I''m dispelling~I''m dispelling~I''m dispelling~--!"


    The deterrent basin is a deterrent level deterrent - Jin only holds the divine crack from behind, and his ten fingers are almost embedded in the frost wind of the Religious Neodymium, without hesitation, until too many crystal nights emerge from her mango...


    ———Gorgeous dividing line——.


    The world is buzzing with hypocritical peace.


    Benevolence is filled with real sin.


    What, standing in the cold sky?


    What is rising and falling under the ocean of pain?


    The sinful city is dressed in a gorgeous silver garment.


    The quiet town is like faded black and white photos.


    Vow, extending forever steps to save the defilement.


    Agreed, the clear silence brings the warm light of happiness.


    It is precisely because it is difficult to achieve, it is called an ideal.


    It is precisely because there is nowhere to exist that it is called a fairy tale.