Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

He opened his mouth to say something, but his voice was stuck in his throat, and he could not get out.

Meng Fusheng and Duanmu Hongru were severely damaged. Linghe immediately took them out of the battlefield.

At this moment, the giant Shenbing of Tianting city has left the broken arm in his hand. A tiger swoop directly attacks the giant Shenbing of the star picking tower who has broken one arm.

The strength of the two giant divine soldiers was supposed to be, but the one on one side of the Star Tower broke his arm, and the other side of the hall of hell and the Tianbing encircled and annihilated. The team of the star tower has been defeated, unable to resist at all. In desperation and wailing, all the people in black in the star tower were destroyed in an instant.

Among the whole team of the star picking tower, there was only the giant soldier with broken arms and Gong Zhengyu standing beside.

At this moment, the figure of monsoon smoke came to Gong Zhengyu\'s side, looking at Gong Zhengyu with pale face and vicissitudes. The eyes of monsoon smoke were complicated.

"I lost." Gong Zhengyu looks at the monsoon smoke calmly, his face is calm, as if he is ready for death.

The giant magic soldiers in the Star Tower have shown their defeat potential. Even if they continue to fight, the result can be imagined. In this war, the loss of the Star Tower is complete, and there is no way back.

The monsoon smoke didn\'t open its mouth, but she looked at Gong Zhengyu with complicated expression. Until now, she didn\'t understand why Gong Zhengyu went to this step. She was not a bystander. She would listen to everything on the surface. She could see that Gong Zhengyu\'s soul was very pure, not as filthy as those murderous villains. Except for a little evil spirit, he didn\'t seem to help Zhou at all A sadist.

For what?

Gong Zhengyu did not see the monsoon smoke, and his eyes flashed a fleeting bitterness, but when he raised his eyes again, his eyes became extremely sharp, and he looked straight at the monsoon flue: "aren\'t you ready to start yet? If you don\'t kill me, your people will die. "

when the voice fell to the ground, Gong Zhengyu suddenly held his breath, his right hand suddenly shook, a slender staff slipped into his hand from his sleeve.

The shape of the staff is very strange. Although it has the distance between ordinary people\'s arms, it has only one finger thick and thin. Nine slender black snake relief sculptures are winding on the staff, holding up the gray gem at the top of the staff.

Monsoon smoke in see that staff when slightly a Leng, she obviously in that staff on the feeling of strong dead!

"Each of us is his own. If you don\'t kill me today, I will kill you." Gong Zhengyu\'s cold voice came from his mouth, and the end of his staff fell to the ground. Suddenly, a strong dead air suddenly spread from the bottom of his feet to all around.

A layer of light gray fog rises from the ground, and the cold air permeates the surrounding land.

That group of dead gas spread very fast, but the heavenly soldiers who had not retreated from the battlefield suddenly found that the gray smoke from the bottom of the ground was pouring towards the dead bodies that had been cut off!