Chapter 433: Dragon Village Crisis
Boom, boom, boom
The cyan light curtain began to flicker, and it seemed that it was in danger of shattering at any moment. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
However, this is only the beginning, the howl of the whining wolf has already sounded, and it is not too far from the dragon village.
In the Dragon Village, in the Dragon Palace, Long Hai and more than a dozen other people, led by the patriarch with white hair, sat in front of the green lantern of the First World War, and the force was continuously transported into the green lantern, maintaining the cyan light curtain from being broken.
"Ahh
With a painful snort, a man fell with all his might.
The blue light flickered, and the cyan light curtain instantly dimmed, flickering continuously, and even cracks appeared.
Da Zhuang, who had just woken up after being hit hard, immediately dragged the man aside, fed him a pill and sat cross-legged on the man's position, his hands against the person beside him, the green light no longer flickered, and the cyan light curtain returned to its original state, but it was extremely dim.
"Patriarch, keep guarding, we will be consumed to death, it is better to fight with them, and die happily!"
A slightly tired man said.
"Die, how can we die? We are the only ones in Dragon Village who are sober and have not been polluted by evil spirits! ”
"We are dead, who will inherit the mission of Dragon Village? We are dead, our relatives and children who are polluted by evil spirits, what do they do? So we can't die, the mission of Dragon Village must be passed on by us, our relatives and children, and it must be saved by us! ”
"Hold on, the dragon envoy has descended, our relatives will be saved soon, we will not die, the dragon god will bless us!"
The patriarch with white hair said in a loud voice, his language sonorous and powerful, and very imposing.
The patriarch with white hair was like a fire that ignited the hope in everyone's hearts, and the dim green light gradually brightened, and the cyan light curtain that had cracked was slowly repairing.
"Dying throes!"
The man with the words "Wang Ba" engraved on his face, said indifferently and cruelly, his hands turned into lotus flowers, put them to his mouth, and the worship song of ten thousand beasts sounded again, but the whistle was more urgent, more majestic, and full of a sense of slaughter.
Dozens of claws struck the colorful tigers that swept their tails, roared in unison, and resolutely crashed into the cyan light curtain.
Dozens of falcons roared in unison, and suddenly rose into the sky, one hovering, swooping towards the cyan light curtain as fast as a sharp arrow.
Snakes of different colors twisted in the rustle of buckets and other snakes, and a huge ball of snakes formed, tumbling and crashing into the cyan curtain of light.
Boom, boom, boom
Three loud bangs, earth-shattering.
Dozens of colorful tigers were killed, dozens of falcons collided with pieces, the huge snake ball was blurred with flesh and blood, and the cyan light curtain was cracked.
Woooooooo
The wolves finally arrived, and a pack of wolves the size of calves ran up, speeding up when they were thirty feet away from the Dragon Village, howling and rushing towards the cyan light curtain full of cracks.
"Hold on, hold on a little longer, as long as it takes a while, the dragon envoy will definitely come back to us. Hold on, the dragon god will bless us! ”
The patriarch with white hair shouted at the top of his voice, but his voice was unusually weak, he had reached the point where he ran out of oil and dried up, and the others were completely desperate to hold on.
The wolves roared and crashed into the cyan light curtain, and the wolves howled and died, the cyan light curtain flickered instantly, and the clatter sound sounded, constantly shattering.
The patriarch with white hair spewed out a mouthful of blood, and the other dozen or so people fell without saying a word, and the flame of a green lantern instantly dimmed, only a trace of spark flickered.
"Dragon Village has the blessing of the dragon god, and it will not be breached! Lord Ryujin, please bless your people! ”
The patriarch with white hair and white hair had desperate eyes in his eyes, like a mad roar.
Outside the Dragon Village, the cyan light curtain finally shattered and completely dispersed.
"Anyway, I can't stop Master Ben, but the smell of blood is really wonderful, and the red one is intoxicating!"
The man with the words "Wang Ba" engraved on his yellow face put his hands down, breathing intoxicatedly, and his eyes were blurred.
"It's good, it's even better!"
Hua Bei parted with deep praise, and his body flew towards the dragon village at great speed, holding Orange Orange in his arms.
"Hey, hey, Wang Ba boy, you are so powerful, we can get closer to each other in the future!"
Mo Qijia made a trumpet shape with his three hands, and said the same pun, but his body floated towards the Dragon Village without slowness.
"Little white face, Kong doesn't care what kind of prince you are, don't beat Kong's idea, otherwise Kong's fist is not jealous!"
Seeing that the prince had not moved, Kong Wu stood up suddenly, knocked the prince without saltiness, and also floated towards the Dragon Village.
The prince shook the blank folding fan, without a trace of anger, and watched them enter one by one faintly, as if he was not in a hurry.
"Prince, the mission of killing the monk has been completed, don't leave it here!"
The man with the words "Wang Ba" engraved on his yellow face bowed his hand to the prince and said politely.
The prince raised his eyebrows, and the hand shaking the folding fan actually stopped, staring at the killing monk with burning eyes and asking, "Don't you have the slightest interest in the treasures in the Dragon Village?" ”
"Master Guanyin commanded, the treasure inside belongs to the prince, and the monk dare not be interested!"
After killing the monk, he arched his hand and quickly moved away from Long Village without a trace of hesitation.
"Hmph, count you as acquaintances, this prince looks down on you! They are just pawns of pathfinders. The treasures of Dragon Village are all Prince Ben's! ”
The corners of the prince's mouth were slightly upturned, he closed the blank folding fan, and as soon as he raised his hand, a woman in red and a woman in yellow stepped forward with a shyness on their faces, one after the other, squatting down one after another, sorting out his clothes for him, and the two pairs of jade hands quickly tore the folds on the prince's white clothes, and used the force to smooth out the folds.
The prince habitually slapped the buttocks of the woman in red, touched the pretty face of the woman in yellow, and walked towards Longcun with a comfortable expression, without a trace of wrinkles on the white clothes.
"Grass, Lao Tzu said that these bastards don't go to the ring, there must be some conspiracy, it turns out that they are the idea of fighting here! Anyway, if you rob yours, Lao Tzu will go to the ring and taste the taste of winning ten games in a row! ”
Liu Suifeng forcibly pressed down the ** who entered the Dragon Village, and after making up his mind, he turned around and left without a sound.
And in a shadow not far from Liu Suifeng, a black shadow looked at the dark and secluded Dragon Village, hesitated, and chose to leave.
Dragon Village, in the Dragon Palace.
More than a dozen people were lying around a green lantern, as if they would die as long as the green lantern went out.
The patriarch, whose beard was white, raised his trembling palm, pressed it on the stone ground, and slowly crawled towards a green lamp in the middle.
"Lord Ryujin, please forgive your people for their incompetence and no longer being able to do their duty! Fellow relatives, since we can't save you, let's destroy them together! ”
A trembling palm fell, trembling towards the wick with sparks in the green lantern.