The temple master is about to break through the immortal realm!

It is impossible for him to die, let alone die in the hands of these unknown people!

The trees opened their eyes.

Her eyes were very clear. Although her face was a little white, they were extremely dark and profound.

She looked at him with a look of disdain in her eyes. "Your God has been destroyed by greed and vanity in your own heart!"

"You are the real God killers."

"All to death!" Trees roar, fingers slightly droop, fingers of countless vines crazy to grow out.

Then came the waves of sand scorpions, climbed down from the vines and poured into the temple.

"Ah! Ah!! Ah! " Taishan was entangled by black fire and fell to the ground in pain. Then it was drowned by the sand scorpions who quickly climbed up.

Only to hear him struggling in the sand scorpion group sobbing twice, when the sand scorpions left, they saw a string of broken bones left on the ground.

When Mo Lian saw that his face was paralyzed, she was only a little pale, but she had nothing else to do. Her furious mood was slightly restrained.

He suddenly turned to Yu Su and said, "how about Chen Bao?"

There was a slight change in their looks.

When we got out of the tunnel, we didn't take care of the woman.

But Qiao Qiao, from kailingyu to taking away Miyan's son, is sure to fall into Chen Baojia's eyes one scene after another.

If this person doesn't kill and kill his mouth, he will not go out talking nonsense.

"My subordinates will go at once!" The response of Yushu and darkflower is very quick.

There was no need for the prince to say anything more. They immediately flew out, summoned their flying beasts, and followed the original path to the back mountain of the ruined temple.

At the same time, little Taisui and Dao Wuji also rushed out of the peach garden to help cut the grass and root.

It's all over in half an hour.

The temple was in ruins without a living mouth.

The tree looked coldly at the ruins below and reached out to take back all the little sand scorpions.

All over the rubble, a desolation.

After they fell to the ground, they stood on the black wasteland, and for a while they aimed at the expressionless little face paralysis.

Duan Yue secretly touches ink lotus with her elbow.

Two people exchanged a look in the eyes: small face paralysis angry!

Although the little guy hasn't said anything since then, they know her too well.

Looking at the tight little face, I knew that she was in a bad mood at the moment.

[if you offend him, hurry to beg for mercy, or you'll hurt the fish soon! ]Duan Yue keeps signaling to Mo Lian with her small eyes.

The latter squinted at him, a little confused. When did he provoke his daughter-in-law?

The daughter-in-law is not happy, shouldn't it be for the sake of protecting the son?

The tree looked back at them, and with a movement of his finger, he drew everyone into the peach star.

The little guy went to the place where the son of Miyan was without expression. At a glance, he saw the loafer looking around.

"Eh? Face paralyzed! How do you... " As soon as Miyan's son turned his head, he saw the little facial paralysis coming towards him with layers of cold.

The little face paralysis walked faster and faster. At last, he ran a few steps and rushed to the Holy Son of Miyan.

Without waiting for the son to speak, a clear and loud slap fell on his face.