"Is this really the power of the ancestors?" On the occasion of Haozu.
The sword light has been waving with the shadow demon sword in the hands of Zhao Fan, and the eight Mo Ling in front of him !!!
"Ah!"
"The knife of this invader is too scary!"
"Before close, my spirit is trembling, and there is a feeling of being chopped!"
"escape!"
"Hurry up, we escape, otherwise it will be too late!"
"ah!"
Even if it reacted in time, three Mo Ling was affected by the light.
Directly split, turn into nothingness.
Sprinkle a grain spots in the void, just like flesh.
In addition, the five ink spirit, seeing this, the speed is a lot faster.
"call!"
"Those three are really unlucky."
"Fortunately, we respond quickly ..."
"Bastard! Why can't you come out yet!"
"What is the Jin nationality today!"
While they fled wildly, they cursed.
And Zhao Fan took Haozu to chase in the rear, always maintaining a fixed distance.
"Big brother, after seeing you shot your own eyes, you know how strong you are."
Haozu returned to God and lamented the thousands of words: "Similarly, enter the Holy Yuan, your practice time is so short, but you are already at the peak."
"Haha, Brother Hao is calm, the habit is just fine."
Zhao Fan made a joke casually.
Hao Zu smiled, and said, "I feel that you face the four -color ink spirit, and it doesn't matter if you have one enemy and three, why don't you just capture them directly?"
"Golden Mo Ling hasn't appeared yet."
Zhao Fan shook his head and said: "To catch, just grab one color, and then choose a good choice."
"Well, with your strength, there is indeed this capital."
Haozu admires it.
finally.
When chasing a tenth -tenth diameter.
There is a golden ink spirit!
"Jin nationality!"
"Finally wait for you!"
"Come and fit!"
"Come on me!"
The five wolf's unbearable ink, because of the two red and two blacks, led to constantly squeezing and colliding.
The next moment.
Golden Moxing flashed.
Four -color ink spirit, appear!
Not only that, the news of the invaders appeared in Shengshan has spread away!
A lot of Mo Ling, for adults, gathered towards this side.
Within a visible range, thousands of Mo Ling appeared.
They are four or four1 groups.
A combination of two hundred and fifty -one four -color ink spirit is formed!
Even if it was Zhao Fan, I couldn't help twitching when I saw this scene.
"Creating a kid, hurry up and hold the recent running, don't turn over." The copper lamp hurriedly reminded.
Hao Zu's legs and feet said softly: "Robbery, let's retreat first."
"Not in a hurry."
While Zhao Fan said, he took the initiative to rush to the first four -color ink spirit combination that was formed recently, and many four -color ink spirits need a short time to reach here.
Taking this opportunity.
Zhao Fan sacrifice the sacred prison that is ready to go!
"ah!"
"What is this !?"
"Fluctuations ... so strong, so overbearing, the ancestor of the invaders!"
"No!"
After the four ink spirit in this combination, after a sorrow of despair, it was involved in the cage.
Haozu in the back, eyes widened, "That ... Isn't that the holy prison of my teacher?"
He used to be the Temple of Death.
It is no stranger to the Holy Prison.
Haozu was scared by Zhao Fan's heritage.
From the beginning of the meeting, the nine -domain tower first, and the shadow demon sword. A holy prison popped out now ...
There are three holy ancestors!
It is still so powerful!
It is simply the absolute ceiling of the ancestor level!
Hao Zu smiled bitterly, and said secretly: "If I do not become a Shengzu, I have no chance to report grace at all."
Speaking late, then fast.
After being detained by the Saint Prison, the four -color ink spirit combination was regarded as a creature, so it could not be done even in it, and could only be in the form of a combination.
After Zhao Fan retracted the Holy Prison, his thoughts moved. He and Hao Zu entered the nine -domain tower.
At the same time, a large number of four -color ink spirit combination was killed, and the golden light offensive of the exhibition made most of the mountains dyed in gold!
The particles of the Jiuyu Tower escaped at the direction when they came at the fastest speed.
Once the golden Guanghua was touched.
Zhao Fan and Haozu are about to be kicked out!
"Damn the invaders!"
"Put out our four clan!"
"Stop it for me!"
Scolding sounds with golden glory chasing crazy.
How can they compare the speed of the nine -domain tower?
Even at the speed of the white snake in Moiling, you can only watch that particle go far!
final.
The Jiudu Pagoda was shocked to break away from the edge of the Shengsheng Mountain.
And many four -color ink combination, stopped on the other side of the edge, did not mean to chase.
Zhao Fan and Haozu reappear.
Because it is out of the mountain.
Although it is very close to those ink, they can't see them.
"Cerery, congratulations, for the first time, I directly arrested the four colors of Mo Ling."
Haozu said with a smile.
"Thanks to your experience, you will go so smoothly."
After Zhao Fan finished speaking, he asked: "Mo Ling is here, what should I do next?"
"After they leave Mo Shou Shengshan, there will be an hour of survival time."
Haozu introduced: "During the period, Mo Ling, who wanted to be slavered, basically compromised. After all, as soon as time comes, Mo Ling will fall, and you can survive when you accept slavery."
"Um."
Zhao Fan nodded, "Go, go back to you first."
"good."
Haozu and Zhao Fan, exhibited the ancestral situation, and returned to Hao Qizong directly.
"This is my closed quiet room."
Hao Zu moved his thoughts and opened a hall. "I won't go in, so as not to disturb you. By the way, remember to tell me the three other ink spiritual ability of the other three colors, it's really curious."
The next moment.
Zhao Fan entered the retreat quiet room.
He took out the sacred prison and then separated from the surrounding barrier.
"release."
While Zhao Fan said, the Holy Prison was lifted.
The combination of four -color ink spirit shows.
They stared at Zhao Fan angrily, but did not dare to do it again.
No way, Zhao Fan was playing with the Holy Prison.
This thing has formed these psychological shadows, and they also realize that there is no room for struggle in front of the white robe figure in the eyes.
"Since so peaceful, I said straight."
Zhao Fan said slowly: "I can only slavery one ink, but you have four, who has the most attractive ability to attract me, who can live."