Chapter 83 Stabbed Close Lover

Suddenly, in the huge ancient coffin, the extremely gorgeous ancient female corpse suddenly poked out an arm that bullied the frost and snow and suddenly pulled the ancient sword Qianlan into the ancient coffin. Hong Yu's eyes were cracked, shocked and angry. He brushed the ground and directly sacrificed the evil gun and shouted loudly: "The banshee, his mother It's actually an ancient banshee who cannibals!"

In the extreme of anger, in the depths of Hong Yu's soul, there was a sudden inexplicable pain, accompanied by a huge sadness!

At this moment, he felt that the whole world was gray without a trace of color. He felt that he had lost something, a very precious thing, something more precious than his life!

Murong Qi, Zheng Fengying, and the two generals of the village were also stunned and stunned for a moment. This sudden variable is too unprepared!

The ancient female corpse in the giant ancient coffin made that full of ** voice before summoned Gu Jian Qianlan here just to kill her? Before the endless years, was she and Qianlan a life-and-death enemy?

He Nai Qianlan is just an ancient sword, and it seems that she can't remember what happened in the distant past.

"Fuck, fuck, evil banshee, give me back!"

Hong Yu shouted wildly, danced the dark evil gun crazily, and rushed desperately to the huge ancient coffin with the corpse of the ancient woman in front of him.

"Xiaoyu, come back, it's dangerous!" Behind him, Zheng Fengying and Murong Qi were shocked and shouted to the crazy Hong Yu, but how did they feel the heartbreaking pain in the depths of Hong Yu's soul at the moment Qianlan disappeared into the ancient coffin! How did they feel the dark despair in Hong Yu's heart, which was more desperate than death!

"Drink!"

Hong Yu shouted like a beast in his mouth and turned a deaf ear to the shouts of Zheng Fengying and Murong Qi behind him.

At this moment, he was really completely crazy. In an instant, his chest burned with a fierce fighting spirit and danced with the guns of all evil. His whole body rushed directly into the huge floating ancient coffin in front of him as if he were a god of killing.

"Uh... Why is Xiaoyu's reaction so fierce that it is difficult for them to wake up their eight-life couple in the eight-face world before? However, this is obviously impossible. It doesn't look like it at ordinary times. Looking at Hong Yu, who was crazy in front of him, Zheng Fengying and Murong Qiyi looked at each other in contemperable and puzzled.

"Fuck, our brothers are heart-to-heart, no matter what kind of shit ancient coffin he is. Let's risk it. Let's help Xiaoyu first." Murong Qi's handsome little face suddenly appeared a rage, and he shouted angrily. Then he "brushed" the heavenly sword, followed Hong Yu's footsteps, and rushed straight to the floating ancient coffin.

Seeing this, Zheng Fengying also suddenly flashed a trace of madness in his cold eyes, shouted, and his body flashed like an ancient demon, and rushed to death with a blood-drinking halberd.

"Squeak... The mouse said, mother's, the madman, are just a few crazy people who don't want to die. His mother's, you crazy people don't want to die. The life of this rat is very expensive." The village general squeaked, turned around and rushed back. However, before he had run far, the dead mouse stopped again and muttered to himself, "The mouse said, damn it, follow you, the smelly madman, I'm not good luck in my life!"

After saying that, the dead mouse immediately turned into an elephant-like amazing mouse and rushed to the huge ancient coffin.

"Evil banshee, give me back Qianlan!"

Hong Yu's long hair danced, his mouth shouted angrily, and waved the evil gun in both hands, rushing to the front. This image is probably better than the madness of endless years ago.

In the void, there was a huge ancient coffin, each of which emitted powerful pressure, but the crazy Hong Yu directly ignored these pressures, holding the gun of all evil, and rushed desperately to the ancient coffin containing the banshee in front of him.

"Wow...!"

Hong Yu's body could not resist the powerful pressure, and was crushed to crack on the spot. Suddenly, a stream of blood spewed out, but at this time, he did not seem to feel it and still rushed forward with a gun. The crazy posture made his originally beautiful little face ferocious and terrible!

"Wow...!"

Then, Murong Qi's body behind him also cracked and blood gushed out.

"Phos-oriented!"

There was Zheng Fengying, who was like an ancient demon, with a loud roar in his mouth. The top Xuangong of Juetianmen was suddenly hit by him. A chaotic small world suddenly enveloped an ancient coffin. In an instant, the ancient coffin stopped moving, and the pressure emitted from the ancient coffin was naturally imprisoned in the chaotic world. In the world.

Zheng Feng drank up to drink the blood halberd and stabbed the ancient coffin. The space around the halberd suddenly became red and strangely twisted.

"Boom!" A loud noise!

The blood-drinking halberd stabbed him on the ancient coffin and directly stabbed him nearly a thousand meters away! It's really worthy of being a monk who has practiced here for 5,000 years, and his combat strength is really amazing!

It was only not long before that the ancient coffin seemed to have life. It suddenly trembled and burst into an absolute pressure, which directly shattered the chaotic small world that trapped it.

"The gun of all evil! Three evil shots, come out for me!"

His blood-red eyes stared at the ancient female coffin in front of him without blinking. Hong Yu shouted wildly. He was really crazy and completely crazy. At this moment, he actually took the initiative to let the gun of all evil absorb his blood.

"Xiaoyu doesn't want..." Murong Qi and Zheng Fengying, who followed closely, were shocked and shouted at the same time.

But it's too late...

"Ah...!"

Hong Yu looked up to the sky and screamed, and the extreme pain of his soul being eroded made his little face distorted and become extremely ferocious and horrible. The slightly weak body was also extremely distorted and deformed!

Soon, his crazy eyes burned. The two demon fires jumped excitedly, which made people tremble. The secluded and terrible scene could not find any words to describe.

The whole barrel of the evil gun turned red in an instant from quaint darkness. The strange human face of the evil that disappeared hundreds of millions of years ago slowly emerged again, quietly in the void, looking slightly hazy. A pair of eyes that have been silent for hundreds of millions of years, staring indifferently at everything between heaven and earth!

At this moment, Hong Yu is the gun of all evil, and the gun of all evil is Hong Yu. He only had the rookie cultivation in the beginning of the void, which was instantly increased countless times.

"Only three shots!"

Hong Yu's body is suffering from the extreme pain of soul erosion, and the crazy killing consciousness gradually surged in his mind. He stood in the air, turned his head, jumped his eyes with two evil fires, and looked at Zheng Fengying and Murong Qi from afar: "Brother Zheng, Brother Murong, you two stand back first."

At this moment, his voice seemed to have been frozen for thousands of years, and there was no room for anyone to refuse, because at this moment, Hong Yu was no longer the original Hong Yu, and he had become the demon of hundreds of millions of years ago!

Looking at the eyes of the two evil fires, Zheng Fengying and Murong Qi seemed to be deprived of their self-consciousness. They looked at each other and retreated.

"Squeak, the mouse said, Hong Yu bastard, come on, kill these messy ancient coffins, and then you take this baby gun and go to the seventh floor of the nine-story god and demon tower of the Antarctic Jedi to kill the evil bright old angzi!" After the dead mouse guard said nonsense to Hong Yu, he immediately retreated.

Holding a completely excited gun of all evil, Hong Yu stood quietly in the void. His eyes, which were jumping with the evil fire, coldly looked at the ancient coffin containing the peerless banshee in front of him.

"There are not many tricks and there is not much time. We must kill the ancient banshee and save Qianlan before the demon spirit completely erodes the soul." Although there is a crazy killing consciousness burning in his chest, there is always an extremely calm state in Hong Yu's mind.