Chapter 125: The Call of Jiaolong Guanyu

As an angel general, Lei Zhen is indeed quite good at fighting. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 Before reinforcements from the Jiluo Mountain Forbidden Army appeared, he sent some of his soldiers into the bamboo forest in advance and planted a large amount of gunpowder there. According to him, even if the thunder bomb outside the mountain does not explode, it can raze the Pearl Peak.

Ling Xuanluo didn't dare to force him too tightly, and was willing to use the method of competition to let him go into the bamboo forest by retreating. Lei Zhen weighed left and right, and there was no second way to go except to accept the challenge, so he had to ask how to compare, and nodded in agreement.

Ling Xuanluo smiled profoundly, and said awe-inspiringly: "As long as you are willing to play, this battle will be interesting." The rules are very simple, I will retreat the Condor team ten zhang, leave you time for the whole team, and enter the bamboo sea. After half an hour, whether you are ready or not, the Condor Clans will launch a search, so that you rebels and thieves have nowhere to hide!"

This is obviously a delaying tactic, Jiang Nanjun and Chen Tao can understand it, so they don't say much. But Xiang Xiang and the two ghost generals didn't know the reason, and they were so anxious that they jumped to their feet, and they hated why Lingshuai didn't fight quickly and give the wicked man a knife.

Xiang Xiang glared at Lei Zhen fiercely, walked towards Ling Xuanluo in three or two steps, and wanted to persuade him to take back his life, Ling Xuanluo was afraid of his bad things, and planned to explain in ventriloquism, but he was just about to speak, but his brain was like being knocked from the inside, making him slam a fierce spirit, and at the same time, Xi Mutong's clear spring-like voice sounded, "Xuanluo, even if you deal with Lei Zhen, you can't deal with Nangong Xiang." He was hindered by the battle of Wuyue, and he had not yet attacked the Ten Thousand Souls Bone Lock, but he was about to make a move soon. Jiluo Mountain will be handed over to Jiang Nanjun and Chen Tao, you must start the next mission, please quickly enter the Flying Fire Streamer Wall and meet me!"

"Aunt Shizu!" Ling Xuanluo was secretly shocked, knowing that Xi Mutong took the initiative to summon it, and it must be an emergency. But he was negotiating with Lei Zhen, how could he turn around and leave? He could only ask Jiang Nanjun for help, and hurriedly turned his head to find him, and said only two words in ventriloquism, "aunt," and made another look.

Jiang Nanjun understood when he heard it, nodded, asked Xiangxiang to stand on his side, and then announced loudly: "Lingshuai's competition is very interesting and very fair, and Jiluoshan has no objections." Let's stop wasting time and start quickly. ”

Even if Xiang Xiang and the others had doubts, seeing that even the military divisions were so supportive, they couldn't say more, so they had to gather their own soldiers and horses, and together according to the rules of Ling Xuan Luoding, the head of the team changed to the tail of the team, and withdrew ten zhang away.

Ling Xuanluo gratefully saluted Jiang Nanjun, took advantage of the chaos of the retreat, and strode towards the peak of Mingzhu Peak.

At this time, although it is daytime, the huge wall of light can be clearly presented in front of you. Last time, there was a picture of the wind prompting him to enter the golden wheat field, this time, which one should he enter?

Looking at it, he found that there was no longer such a problem, because the wall of light stayed on one picture and never changed. That painting shows a vast and boundless universe.

"Auntie has set up a wall of light, waiting for me to enter!" He didn't think about it anymore, and without saying a word, his feet were in the air, and he leaped towards the True Dragon Peak opposite.

It was still a cold drop of water, splashing and hitting the cheek. Countless scorching glare of light changed rapidly, making him dizzy. The wind whistled past his ears, a fierce hint that he had reached the limit of his speed.

Soon after, the glare subsided, and he began to slow down until the light that pierced his eyelids and cut his eyeballs disappeared, and then he stopped completely, so he stepped on the ground and slowly opened his eyes.