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    At the time, the little beans, today the new city wishes to stepping on the Wushui Corridor of the Wudi to the city and the altar in the center of Guanghu Zheng.

    She raised her head, and the pupils were shining by the red torrent of the world.

    "The" Sutra Sutra "is true, and God is really the red rainbow that has fallen ..."

    It was the heaven and earth that had been circulating for a long time in Tancheng. In the Taipei period, the ancestors of the people of the city were expelled by the fog and wandered on the earth, and under the sorrow, they prayed to heaven. So a red rainbow was dropped from the clouds, and the red Hong Hong landed into Chi Yan. Since then, the fishes are expelled from the fog.

    "Not the sky."

    Someone answered that the voice was gentle, as if he once taught the children's poetry secretary in the school.

    The small city wished a fierce look.

    Qing Jun's handsome Zhouzi Yan was illusory, appearing in the glory of the gods, the dark red wishes flipped. He approached the small town and wished, touched her head softly, and whispered: "It is Qiu Xianchang, it is the monarch."

    Those who dropped Chihong and blessed the city of the city were not Cangtian.

    It is the prince.

    That year, the ancestors of Tancheng were trapped in the fog, and the darkness came and had nowhere to escape. Their cry was wrapped in the wind and passed to the clouds. So in the clouds, the white gods in the cloud opened their eyes, and opened a ray of glory to let it fall to the world ... Zhou Ziyan crossed the small town and boarded the altar.

    After his death, he was paranoid and fogged. He finally knew everything, and finally knew how ridiculous and sad he was.

    What is the mood in the city where he is giving him a city where he is giving, but he is full of murderous cities?

    Have you ever felt cold? Have you ever felt tired?

    ... I have a sword.

    ... I want to sacrifice the sky, and come to me to borrow my sword.

    But why are you still willing to be pity for Tancheng? Is it because he asked him to leave? Or is it because of the old grandma who gave him Sanda on the night market?

    Ashamed.

    Zhou Ziyan knelt down at the altar, and he was blew up in the desert, and he worshiped nine.

    Zi Yan was faceless, and the city was faceless.

    Zeng Zeng supported the entire Shanhai City of Tancheng for a century, and started his arms, and burned a little bit of his life and God's flames.

    At the bottom of Danhua Tree, on the stone platform, the red boy who stopped breathing suddenly ignited the flame.

    Shi Wu Luo took the Life Scale of him as unprecedentedly bright.

    "The soul is returning! Thick soil fans, it only stops!"

    "The soul is returning! Gao Tian Wuji, it only stops!

    ""

    The wishes of the fish returning to the water through the vast water fog, echoing over the entire city.

    Fortunately, on that day, the older Hu Yan secretly sent a cup of scales to the red god monarch who walked in the cold rain out of guilt. Fortunately, someone wrote a life scales for the prince. Fortunately, they still have the opportunity to recover and have the opportunity to atone for sin.

    "The soul is returning! He will never leave!"

    The fire light illuminated the face of the city.

    They were awakened by Chican's singing.

    No more anxious singing, no more urgent urging. The scales of metal are allocated, such as millions of bronze bells, such as millions of bronze bells, such as millions of ancestors summon together. It is his father, a mother -in -law, a elder brother, a sister, and all the late relatives call.

    The people who called the whole city to lit the world with them and expel the darkness together.

    Burn a lamp that continues the soul together.

    Southern Xinjiang, altar.

    The lines are heavy, and the phoenix fire is re -ignited.

    ………………………………………………

    The thick ink -like light -like light is rising in the blood of the blood, and there is unknown dark red on the edge of the light.

    Originally, the vision was full of light, and the lights of the lights have changed. There are war fires everywhere, corpses everywhere, and soldiers everywhere.

    Emperor Chi Yu Yu exited thousands of miles backwards.

    Yunhai was hit by a crushed gully by him, and all the god palace was broken like earth tiles. The long/gun of His crushed by purple electricity will be broken.

    The light column was broken, and the ink swept the entire clouds of clouds wildly.

    Suddenly, it seemed like a thunderstorm exploded at the same time, and it was fried countless heavenly ears. It was not a stuffy thunder, but the sound of thousands of Han Baiyu Tianjie, together with the steps on the steps, collapsed together. The god of heaven who had no time to escape was crushed into a powder together.

    Blacks in black, and the scabbing knife is low.

    He regarded his injuries as if nothing, but stretched out his hand when the hair was broken. The broken black elastic stone fell into the palm of the teacher Wuluo Cang.

    He held his hair rope and his sleeves were bloody.

    forward.

    At each step forward, the dark clouds rushed forward to a layer.

    Every time the black cloud surges, it falls over the sky.

    God finally understood why his life was useless to Shi Wu Luo, and finally understood why the strength of Shi Wuluo will continue to increase. All of them ignore the layout of life. Whether they cooperate with the great waste, they only cover the sky, or order the Sang, Shen Fan Sun and the Moon, all useless, all become jokes!

    because

    Heaven has already fallen demons!

    "Crazy! Crazy !!!"

    A step back step by step, his complexion was pale.

    It was the evil way to say that the heavenly fall was the evil way, but when the Taoism was really the evil way that day, the most fearful, and the most could not believe them.

    How can there be a heavenly way to fall? How much does he hate the world?

    Obviously he is the world itself!

    ………………………………………………

    The wind of the world is surging, the rainy earth, the mountain wind whistling, and the waves of waves. The beast returns to the acupoint, and the birds are difficult to nest. All monks raised their heads at the same time, and all the creatures trembled at the same time. They don't know why they are so scared, and they do not know why this heaven will overwhelm, and the land will collapse.

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