called the life and death!

even heavier. Yuan-li to the heartache, the war, he become a messenger of mine Sin Temple, the most difficult to fight, called the life and death! only, the speed of his dollars into force, it is obviously less than unlock the third mine seal animal health and expand the supernatural powers of the fairy puppet. In that moment of crisis, Wang Lin, a cold look, this time, he did not come up with the big sword, but raised his right hand, two fingers into a sword, a cut down mercilessly ! ! bang bang sound filled the world, a piece of fragments, the second crash! Wang Lin pale cast two consecutive cut Luo agreed, within his soul Yuan-li, already a serious shortage of even the state, there are subtle a downward trend, then fear is that the less power a trace element, fry will fall. flashed his body, restored the original front of heaven and earth, fell on the earth, Wang Lin took a deep breath, looking pale and no blood though, but in the eyes of Hanmang, it is thicker. earth, Lei Daozi figure turned and now, he emitted a big mouth with blood, turn around before fleeing, he was afraid, and this life fighting many, but not so strange today, the other obviously is just a monk aspirations However, with all its magical spell, but it is to numb his scalp, it is the thought of Na Liangdao go when the gas is even more mind Juzhen, hate only fast enough! Sin Wei puppet; puppet body flash, hot pursuit away, As Ultralisk, the same growl, the chase together with Wei Xian. gradually disappeared in the world ... ... ... ... , Lei Daozi of the supernatural with the green should not spread to Ping, in his view, the body's two Jian Qi Wang Ping, who is in any case do not want to provoke. Wang Lin looking very pale, and he slowly turned around, Looking at Wang Ping, a long time, nodded his head. Ping watched his own father, a smile, that smile, it is free and easy, he was calm, said: is clear and I should be, and even today are not the reason for sub-leap because I have long been dead, smiles: , not daring to face, not to verify ... ... ... ... Why can not I why I did not heirs of small monastic small why this seventy years, I never get sick, or even have never tired of feeling not really won , and, knowing why I had come to its end, can the body, or without any sense of it all, I now understand. accompany the failed to complete the commitment, not with you life after life, get rid of most of the grievances, but in the end it is found that Wang Ping, has been long long time ago, is already dead human life, very short, even resentment infants, the same is true, there's only a trace of soul, which dimensional soul was wrapped grievances, not join the cycle, which is the fundamental blame baby! Liu Mei Wang Lin's gift is that a soul! This is a trace of soul enough, can not practice, it is not practice! A practice, grievances will attack, since then