Su Mo’s consciousness is a little blurred.

"Lonely cloud, you … come loose … I’ll escape myself."
Su Mo’s eyes are a little scattered and intermittent, and the blood in his mouth is constantly shocking!
"Master, stop talking. I won’t leave!"
Lonely cloud avenue "I swore that you would live and die with me. I will never leave when I say it!" "
"You don’t know … I don’t know who Emperor Yin is."
Su Mo tried hard not to faint in the past and gasped, "If he wants to … if he wants to make moves, you can’t escape and throw me, then you can … survive."
"You are wrong."
Emperor Yin’s voice suddenly sounded in the lonely cloud’s ear, which made his back jump up with a chill!
"Even if he throws you now, he can’t escape!"
Emperor Yin smiled directly and slapped his palm heavily in the middle of the back of the lonely cloud!
Poof!
Lonely cloud chest was shot through a blood arrow by Emperor Yin’s palm!
Scarlet hot blood splashed on Su Mo’s face, which made his heart wake up!
"Lonely cloud!"
Sue ink shouted a panic and stretched out her palm to block lonely cloud chest blood.
But the blood can’t stop.
The lonely cloud’s heart has been broken, and Yuan Shen is full of cracks!
All the bones in the lonely cloud’s chest are broken, but he still stares at his eyes and stumbles forward with his last will.
From beginning to end, he held Su Mo’s arms and didn’t let them go!
Step by step …
Finally, the solitary cloud body shook its eyes slightly and murmured, "Master, I … can’t stay up … take you … to this place."
"Lonely cloud!"
Su Mo’s voice trembled, and she couldn’t bear to shed tears any longer.
Chapter one thousand and fourteen Regeneration waves!
"Is it painful?"
Emperor Yin looked at Su Mo’s sample now and felt a surge of revenge pleasure and couldn’t help laughing.
He enjoy that feeling now.
The more painful Sumo is, the more he feels!
"Remember what I said in the ancient battlefield?"
Emperor Yin looked down at Sumo and said slowly, "I said I would get revenge when I see you again!"
Su Mo clenched his teeth and his eyes were not red. He manipulated the gods to drag the solitary cloud into the bag a little bit.
It was this simple move that caused another tearing pain. He almost fainted!
If it weren’t for the solitary cloud, which had been with him to absorb the dragon spirit and practice blood, many emperors assumed that the solitary cloud was already destroyed in form and spirit!
Now the solitary cloud won’t last long, though it’s not dead.
Emperor Yin’s palm almost completely abolished his flesh!
The heart is broken, the sternum is broken, the vitality of all the fragments has been cut off, and only the Yuan God is still surrounded by a trace of life, and the qi machine emits a faint light.
Look at this trend, I’m afraid it won’t be an hour before the light of Lonely Cloud Yuan God will fade forever!
Now Su Mo’s life is hanging by a thread, but he still hasn’t given up the lonely cloud.
Even if there is a chance, he will leave with a lonely cloud!
Life and death are not just a lonely cloud’s oath to him.
It’s also his promise to that lonely cloud!
"Alas, I didn’t expect Su Mo to finally be folded in the hands of Emperor Yin."
"It’s the road flyover poisoned by the fallen coloured glaze, and now the whole brother of Emperor Yin has shot at him, let alone Yuan Ying Zhenjun, even if he returns to the virtual road flyover, I’m afraid he will lose his temper here!"
"Although this World War I was unfair to Su Mo, there is nothing to say about winning or losing."
"I’m afraid no one can threaten Emperor Yin after today."
At this time, many monks have gathered nearby and looked at this scene with a complicated look.
Road flyover plough and others also came to the neighborhood, but they looked on coldly before.
"In fact, you don’t have to suffer."
Di Yin didn’t want to delay walking towards Sumo any longer and said simply, "Because I will make you send you to the grave together!" "
Boom
Emperor Yin leaned out of his palm and condensed a huge millstone toward Su Mo’s suppression!
Suddenly!
A raven burst and swelled rapidly in the middle, as if it were a dark brick flashing six lines and hitting the palm of Emperor Yin’s hand!
Congenital Taoist instrument!