MTL - Unscrupulous Enchantress: The Young Miss Has Arrived!-Chapter 731

The sub-season is red-faced: "Bastard, are you squeezing us to kill this woman? Damn, my and her account are not finished, how can she die?" The words of indignation, but full of her Compared with her, the fire of creation has long been thrown out of the country.

Qinglong’s answer is very simple: “The master is unique.” It’s Sansheng III. On the poor, the blue sky falls, and all the world is found. There is only one Lu Yiqian.

He said coolly: "She can accompany me to practice the sword." She can, only she can, can the fire of creation be able? No! Can't you do it? !

Wei Mo blushes, but bravely said: "Only A Qian knows me." He shared a body with another one in the body. He was once regarded as a monster, but she never disliked him and could stand in her. By the side, you have the whole world.

Qin Xingluo snorted: "Color girl!" What kind of **** creation fire, he only pays attention to her heart!

Double as the month is decisively jealous, he does not care what Mi Xiuya asks, what to provoke: "Just a woman, you still treat her as a treasure? Oh, fortunately, I signed a contract with her!" Thought of this, slightly proud, She wants to let him go, it is impossible, this is really high! As for the fire of creation, what is that!

The demon red looked up and looked at Lu Qianqian deeply. He lowered his head and said: "She saved me." She saved him and took him out of the dirty fate. She is his sun. Isn't that enough?

The departing enchantingly cast a wink and said: "She hits the world, I only need to conquer her, I have everything. For such a simple reason, I need to elaborate."

If Xuanwu thinks thoughtfully and signs a life contract with Lu Yiqian, his water-like state of mind has changed slightly. The fire of creation has always belonged to his master. This has been deeply rooted in his heart.

Suzaku's eyes widened. They didn't understand their words. But if anyone wants to be unfavorable to Lu Yiqian, he will not forgive the first one. Although he is not happy with this master, his master is always the master!

Mi Xiuya can never understand that what is extremely important to him is, in the eyes of others, simply not known!

He won't understand because he never knows what love is!

If you don't love it, you will never know.

Therefore, the answer to everyone is even more resentful!

"In this case, your creation of the fire will be obtained by me, double as the moon, the death of God, and you Lu Qian thousand, all by my control!" Mi Xiuya split the red lips, pointing to the sky.

The sky was immediately shrouded in huge blood-red light balls, which were all over the sky, with blood-red lightning, slamming, and screaming!

A series of stinking winds blew up, the entire Daewoo plant withered, the rock collapsed, the river dried up, and instantly became a domain.

The lower-level Eudemons can't resist at all, and they all return to Lu Yiqian's Eudemons space, and the high-level Eudemons can't bear it.

The space is sizzling and unbearable, and the entire Daewoo is slowly disintegrating under such pressure.

All the soldiers looked at the sky in horror, like the end of the world, this level of pressure, they can not resist, can only be resigned!

Can ants resist the destruction of the world? No! Their mood is the mood of the ants!

"Destroying this plane is a good choice, right?" Mi Xiuya cracked his red lips and smiled. The four colors resurfaced and shone with vicious light.

Lu Hao Qianhao does not hesitate to put all the contractual Eudemons into the Eudemons space.

But the Eudemons are going in, what do the soldiers on Daewoo do, let them die? !

She can't do it!

Death knows her mood, he does not save people, but...

He waved a sickle and cut a crack in the space of 10,000 meters!

He can send them to any of his worlds, but they are too weak to withstand the pressure of his creation of the world. He cuts the cracks in the space, but also finds that the amount of violent violence in the cracks in space is not something that these people can bear. of!

So, sometimes the power is too strong, it is also a very tangled thing!

White held her right hand and touched the shallow traces of her wrist!

Space bracelet!

Lu Yiqian immediately understood that space bracelets can hold everything, and it is extremely broad, with 200 million living people, not to mention!

It’s really a fan of the authorities, she is confused!

With her current ability, it is not a problem to make a huge transmission array to transfer everyone into the space bracelet. The constant magical force is pouring under her movement, and soon a transmission array of 200 million people is formed. The crowd will be introduced into the space bracelet.

Although the magical power is not omnipotent, it can be less magical power.

In the next moment, the entire Daewoo could not withstand the pressure, the space burst, the sky decomposed, the rock collapsed, the internal pressure rose sharply, the space contracted madly, and it was about to explode!

The white was calmly laid out under the enchantment, and everyone flew out of Daewoo and flew into space.

Mi Xiuya catches up with the chaos: "White man, space is a good choice, you and I don't have to be shackled, right?"

In the dialogue, Mi Xiuya always has a kind of obsession. He doesn't understand why only the man can surpass the apex. Why is he only? He is not convinced, he hates!

Because even if he is now, even the edge of the apex is not touched.

But... he chose another way, and he believed that the road was also unreached, and he... also surpassed the apex of the road!

Who is better, he wants to know!

Four squats, the universe is boundless, countless planets linger in space, near and far, constitute a vast, boundless picture!

This place, to carry out a final decisive battle, is indeed a good choice!

White hanging in space, white fluttering, like the moon-like long hair evokes a heart-rending arc, he gently opens the silvery red lips: "You are right, this is a good place, then let Let me see, where do you grow up? But, I don't mean anything moral, can you beat me twelve?"