saw the moon on both sides of the bone

Clouds stars, the Wang Lin Lu Jing cross-legged in the head first, arms! Bu Yun all of their lives, saw the moon on both sides of the bone, in this moment, like a living thing generally creep up, waves of golden light flashes, the violent vibration is followed on it. This vibration is not the one, but the whole full moon of the bone. It is like mortals, there are a large handcuffs in the spine, and severely flick, making the whole spine as all startled. Full moon at the moment is the case. The clouds stars, in this moment. Severe vibration from the screen, Wang Lin, the Department cross-legged, it is as earth-shaking, but his body was as if rooted in the inside, the towering fixed. Great pain, all over this body into clouds moon stars, but this pain, but because a lot of becoming immortal fruit, unlimited weakening, or even vaguely also part of this pain, in a strange way to translate into a more intense excitement. Bursts of Hongwu, from the clouds on a star among the tentacles of endless smoke, trembling still continuing, more like a cry like the roar, sing in the clouds slowly revealing the internal. All the tentacles, in this cut, crazy extended length from the little knowledge is immediately doubled. If the stars looked from a distance, when the clouds stars, it is like a giant sea urchin! Star in the clouds within the body, Wang Lin naked eyes more and more concentrated, the endless proliferation of suction from his arms, like a sharp sword to constantly draw close to the bone moon, too, is divided into two parts of this Mochizuki bone, life and the separation of its body. In this process, this huge moon trembling more drama, numerous cracks appeared in the earth, in its tentacles extended indefinitely at the same time, large tracts of soil, from the off, this fall, in the clouds to see the satellite, is floating into the sky or the air. If the sky can see, you can clearly see that many of the land turned into the soil, actually from clouds from the satellite toward the surrounding wind. Is like an egg shell cracks quickly recorded in the open general. An vicissitudes of the atmosphere, with a lot of dirt out