The ghost dragon that surged like a tide and surrounded it had compressed the living space of Zhang Yun and the others to less than a square circle, and it was almost the last square square circle that was supported by the Supreme Perfection with the Vajra Dharma. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Tang Luoran and Li Yuelian were constantly looking for opportunities to severely damage those ghost dragons, but they also knew that in the face of this small space and the numerical superiority of the ghost dragons, no matter what they did, the result would be a drop in the bucket. However, no one gave up hope, because the broken dragon stone was slowly opening, because Zhang Yun was still smiling although he was clenching his fists tightly, it was confidence in tension.

Lu Mengbo couldn't understand how the three of them, from the supreme monk to Tang Luoran and Li Yuelian, had such an almost blind trust in the former "master" of the Immortal Realm, who had no discernment and no qi for Zhang Yun, who couldn't see the qi machine, and who didn't even have some self-defense skills. However, this girl from the Lu family has an advantage outside of chatter, that is, when everything is straight and unchangeable, she can accept the reality more calmly than many men and face it with all her might.

"Can this door be opened before we are eaten?" When Lu Mengbo asked, she had already taken off the bag behind her back and began to churn, and nine small bottles of different colors were lined up in front of her.

Zhang Yun raised his eyebrows and said: "The builder of this underground palace is not so kind, I think it should be able to open an opening that can allow one person to pass through when our defense line collapses, and then make a choice." By the way, I want to make it clear to you first, the first to pass must be a monk, and you must be the last. ”

Lu Mengbo pursed her lips, she was not surprised to hear this result at all, and was still concentrating on fiddling with the small colored bottles in front of her that had increased to thirty.

Seeing that the other party had no intention of responding, Zhang Yun didn't even react violently, and was about to continue to look back at the process of opening the Broken Dragon Stone, when suddenly Lu Mengbo's voice came from his ears.

"I also wanted to be behind, but it was a little unpleasant to tell you the truth, alas, the people of the old Lu family always take the blame." Lu Mengbo opened the thirty small bottles in a special order, and then mixed them together in a golden plate.

A faint fragrance floated up with Lu Mengbo's movements, but when everyone subconsciously wanted to sniff carefully, Lu Mengbo's voice sounded again: "This is called 'Painting Soul Incense', I saw a ghost dragon for the first time today, so I guessed it, although I don't need to hold my breath, but if you don't want to die, it's best not to sniff violently." ”

Tang Luoran has a thunder body, and he is naturally not afraid of the impact of the smell on his body, and the Vajra method of the supreme monk is not the existence of Lu Mengbo who has the ability to break it with aroma at the moment, it is the little girl's words, but only Zhang Yun and Li Yuelian quickly tore the cloth strips and covered their mouths and noses.

"When the door opens, act immediately, leave me alone." Lu Mengbo had already mixed the spices, it was a unique gray, the kind of gray that had an incomparably clear meaning of silence. The little girl began to wipe the pen on her face with the things that could not be said whether they were spices or paints, and continued: "I helped them find you, and then it is your turn to help this girl get some benefits in this dungeon." Die without even looking at the good hair, it's not this girl's style! ”

The corners of Zhang Yun's lips moved slightly, looking at Lu Mengbozhang's face that did not become ugly because of the smearing, but added a more strange style, and said, "They promised you? ”

Lu Mengbo was already painting the color on his lips, so he just nodded after listening to Zhang Yun's words. However, Li Yuelian took the time to respond, confirming Lu Mengbo's statement.

"Okay, if you can't get anything good, I'll give you what I got before." Zhang Yun was simply, as soon as he heard that his wife had indeed agreed, he immediately expressed enough sincerity, "I got a copy called "One No Divine Sword Spectrum" before, if there is no good goods in the end, you should be qualified for this gift, right?" ”

Lu Mengbo almost brought out a big horizontal bar on his face with a stroke of Zhang Yun's words, and even Tang Luoran, Li Yuelian and the Supreme Monk were all shocked, which directly caused the five people to immediately shrink by more than two feet when they left the defensive circle, which was already less than eight feet.

Lu Mengbo wanted to pounce and hug this decisive and crisp man, and yelled that I was not right to you before, you are really generous, principled, and a good man who knows how to share, do you want this girl to apologize with her body?

Fortunately, Lu Mengbo has very important things to do now, so that her descendants who paint demons will not expose their extraordinary love for treasures. However, her eyes still did not escape Zhang Yun's observation, and she didn't notice the long laugh in the heart of the man who had just been reversed in her heart.

Tang Luoran and Li Yuelian exchanged a look of "My husband's memory has not recovered, but my brain is coming back very quickly", and then I heard Zhang Yun call.

"The door is open, the monk is advanced!"

Zhishan is not a hypocritical person, the Vajra Law suddenly burst out, and his palms connected like a shadow to lay a wall of true qi in front of him, and then he withdrew his back, and with Tang Luoran's assistance, he flashed behind the broken dragon stone that could just allow one person to pass sideways. Zhang Yun didn't say a word, and immediately followed, followed by Li Yue, who hid her breath and followed.

Tang Luoran stood at the entrance of the Broken Dragon Stone and didn't move, there was no fresh air coming in here, but she had to wait for the little girl who had already started to "paint" on the ground.

This is what Zhang Yun means, and it is also her own meaning.

"It's good to have less air." Lu Mengbo is the descendant of the painting demon, and her ability to paint is bound to be strong to the extreme, and what she is most afraid of painting is to be exposed to the air all year round, and the air in this channel is getting less and less, but the patterns she paints on the ground can exist for a longer time.

Lu Mengbo painted a picture of the sunrise of the landscape, with five people traveling in a boat, which seemed to be the five people in their line, and the water was the black tide that responded to the terrifying number of ghost dragon black tides, and the sun that climbed the mountain was the light of retreating, forcing the ghost dragons who pounced after the best retreated to the periphery of the painting.

Tang Luoran secretly praised that the Demon Heir was really magical, and then saw Lu Mengbo turn around and rush towards him. Tang Luoran, who was in the state of Thor, reacted very quickly, and only then did Lu Mengbo on the opposite side make a turning action, Tang Luoran had already reached out and grabbed the little girl, and the two of them drilled into the gap of the broken dragon stone together.

"The Broken Dragon Stone can't be closed, the air here is just as insufficient, how long can your incense be blocked?" The first thing Lu Mengbo heard when he entered the back of the Broken Dragon Stone was not good news, but compared to the black tide behind him, the thin air was better than turning into a ghost dragon's mouth.

Lu Mengbo was stunned, and the whole person leaned forward in front of the gap in the broken dragon stone, and his palms changed in front of him, and finally in the midst of a clear sound, the colors that were originally painted on her face actually came out of her body, and all of them were printed on the side of the door crack of the broken dragon stone.

"Half an hour at most, and if you don't get eaten after that, you will suffocate to death." After Lu Mengbo finished speaking, his feet were soft, and he was supported by Tang Luoran's hand.