refining the blood of the Son

  Screams stimulus frowned over the pages of the wrist, internal burns like a whirlwind in a spinning ball, whirlwind instant access to the ball. Within the sphere of cheap coach bags 
human faces and animal heads are aware of the danger, rushed to issue a sharp cry, like a desperate cry, but also like to someone for help.

    Ye Zhiqiu whether they stuck his finger in the sphere surface point. The whirlwind speed of rotation in the ball being sharply enhance the effort of a short while, all

the human face and animal heads are sucked into the whirlwind vortex of golden flame quickly refining, nothing left.

    But leaves Zhiqiu do not know in refining the blood of the Son of God, from his hundreds of miles, a systemic blood-red are attacking the silhouette of a dragon

look like creatures suddenly to give up the prey is about to hand, and turned into a red streamer, to his the location and flew rapidly, at an alarming rate, not see the

figure, only left a faint ghost.

    Thoroughly refining the blood of the Son of God, the leaf Zhiqiu suddenly a throbbing heart, Otsuki really $ perfusion eyes, turned around and looked to the left, a
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dim red light come into his eyes. At first glance, still a hundred miles, when the second eye look, the distance he has been less than fifty miles, with a strong sense of

the danger of attack on his heart.

    Orders, and did not wait for the leaves Zhiqiu a Miantong Jing jumped out of the Ye Zhiqiu chest, mirror, a milky white light facing the red light shot passed, when

the mirror light will be red or seal, red distance the leaf Zhiqiu insufficient Wuli red flight speed, the distance of five miles even blink eyes are not enough really is it

really dangerous!