After listening to Tang Leyou, he breathed a sigh of relief and smiled with his eyebrows. I didn't know why. The first time I saw this dragon, I hated it. It may be related to Fu Xuelan's tight attitude towards this dragon.
Although with the strength of this dragon, Tie is definitely a seventh old and eighty old ghosts.
It is impossible to have any old feelings with Fu Xuelan.
But he was still inexplicable, and wanted him to lose in the hands of Cangming.
He turned around and said to Fu Xuelan, who was not far away: "Master Fu, you heard my father said."
Fu Xuelan shook him coldly and said nothing.
At first, she just felt that Tang Leyou had a hard mouth and naive. Now he even thinks that this person really hates it. He actually has such a small person.
You are a mysterious warrior in a district.
If you have any qualifications to hide behind a big master, you can kill you with a breath.
I really want to say that there is a kind of standing in front of Long Xiaoshan to say it.
I am afraid that it is a problem to stand in front of him.
Cangming's body was rolling, and those black gas was like countless ghost tentacles. He was perfected in his Zhou Zhou. His whole body was pulled up several feet, like a demon king climbing out of hell.
He stared at Long Xiaoshan, and the hatred and resentment in his eyes couldn't wash the water of Huangquan.
Because he learned from the ghost that the ghost died in the hands of the dragon.
Cang Ye is dead now.
He also died in the hands of the dragon.
Even if the monk of the ghost Dao is indifferent and ruthless, he will not see the so -called teacher's emotional feelings, but these two people are both spiritual masters, the main pillar of the black scales gate, and his left arm and right arm!
All of them have been killed now.
In this battle, even if the black scales are winning, it is a tragic victory.
How can he make him not hate!
"Kill, kill me! Don't let go!" Cang Ming was completely stirred up.
It was just a little bit of fear of the dragon group, so he did not set off the killer from the beginning.
But now, Cang Ming is ignored.
No matter what.
The shame that Black Scale Gate has suffered today is to wash with blood.
Kill! Kill! Kill!
With the roar of Cang Ming's earthquake, all the elders, deacon, and true disciples of the black scales gate, and ordinary disciples all poured out. When the Black scales gate was about to destroy them, the disciples of the gatekeepers scattered are scattered.
All recall.
Therefore, this time, the black scales gate was dispatched. Although there were not many people in the hidden gate sect, the black scales gate was known as the first school of Huaxia Ghost Road.
Then, then
There are at least two or three hundred disciples.
To know that the southwest area, a yellow -grade warrior can be pressed horizontally. Two or three hundred door people are already exaggerated. Ordinary martial arts, at most dozens of people.
Not to mention.
This is not count.
Those elder disciples of the black scales, took out the soul -recruiting soul, nourishing the soul can, the wicked mantra, the black gas rolled, a large number of fierce ghost souls poured out, and the ghost Yanshan completely reduced the ghosts, countless resentful ghost crying sounds
It is reported that ordinary people do n’t say that they will be on the inside, I am afraid that as long as they approach, they will be destroyed by the endless fierce qi.
Kaka!
The ground kept cracking, and a pale and dry palm extended from the ground, supported the ground, and climbed out of the ground. It was a zombie, and the number was more than the disciples of the black scales.
At that time, the Black Scale Gate summoned the zombie army and broke the thousands of troops surrounded by the Qing court.
Today, it was reproduced yesterday.
The zombie army fell again.
Those masters who were originally onlookers not far away saw this scene, and the color changed completely.
Many zombies even climbed out of their feet.
This ghost Yanshan has been operated by the black scales for hundreds of years. Who knows how many evil monsters have been buried under the feet.
"Hurry up! The black scales gate is completely crazy, be careful of being injured by mistake."
After breaking a few zombies, those masters grabbed the younger brothers next to them, dived the void, fell at the foot of Guyan Mountain, opened a thousand -meter distance, and stopped.
"Master Long Master ..."
Fu Xuelan was also caught by Qiu Qiu Dai Shan and plundered Ghost Yanshan. She turned back to see the Ghost Yanshan who became hell -like, and held a heart to hold.
Who can think of the real strength of the black scales is so scary.
I am afraid that the master will be caught in it, and you can’t escape ...
Long Xiaoshan frowned.
There are countless zombie monsters around them, and they can only see a flying ghost shadow in all directions.
Previously, although it was dark on the ghosts, there was a little light, as if it was cloudy, and now it was completely reduced to darkness.
He is not afraid.
However, those people in the dragon group are no longer possible. Only a dozen people came this time. Although they are all mysterious, how many zombie ghosts here are, let alone hundreds of disciples of black scales.
And in this kind of ghost, their strength can still make play to a few Chengdu.
In the blink of an eye, they were drowned by a large number of zombies, and the ghosts were drowned.
"Dragon Senior."
Yan Bing and others fell into it, shouting in despair.
Although they can still barely support it, watching the zombie ghosts like the tide surrounded by the tide around, for fear of not being able to bear it for a while, they will be peeled by these zombies.
At this time, they can only pin the only hope on the Longshan Mountain.
Long Xiaoshan's hand was moved, and he was about to take a shot. Immediately a terrible breath lock him directly, from the black scales gate owner, Cang Ming, he sneered brutally: "I want to save them, it is impossible.
Swallow and strip, tear their flesh, pull out their internal organs, eat them a little bit, and even a bone will not be left. Then use their soul to refine the most cruel blood methods, inspire resentment, refine
Made into the most vicious soul. "
"Yeah?"
Long Xiaoshan's eyelids are slightly drooping, and they don't like it.
Oh!
His body exudes golden light, and a stream of holy breath poured out of him, as if from the demon into the Buddha in an instant. Behind him, a gold body of up to ten feet was condensed.
Slightly drooping, pinching lotus treasure printing, as if the Buddha came to hell.
Long Xiaoshan gently enables his lips, and the six -character words of the mouth of the mouth:
Every time his lips move, the huge Buddha law behind him, then a thunderous mantra was made.
Alas!
Well!
Woolen cloth!
Out!
Mi!
Alas!
The six -character mantra, the word sounds more than one word. Every time you read the word, the Buddha light emitted on the huge Dafa is a point, and in the last word, it seems that the thunder is roaring.
In the sound, the void constantly echoed the six -character mantra just now, such as the Buddha of the Heavenly Buddha chanting in hell.
The Buddha Light of the French phase also follows the entire ghost Yanshan as scorching the sun.