Chapter 432: Dragon Village Crisis on

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The hundred-zhang long ice was completely shattered into slag, and all eight hundred men regained their senses.

When Dongfang Xiaoshu saw that one of them, who was obviously the leader of eight hundred men, had a look of loyalty and righteousness, and was a man who couldn't even see through him, and respectfully bowed to the snow and fell to the ground, he smiled happily.

Even though he seemed to have been hollowed out, he still smiled, laughing indescribably coquettishly.

The force in the ancestral roots was finally squandered by the oriental tree, and the yin and yang pisces, half cold water and half flame, were not lively, floating motionless in the Taiji diagram.

The feeling of being hollowed out, it's been a long time!

At the end of the day, it's the perfect time to explore the body's treasure trove.

Although Dongfang Xiaoshu is greedy for money and lustful, he has a heart to cultivate immortals who must ascend to the divine realm. Because there are people there waiting for him to go to lust!

At this time, he finally embodied the perseverance of Dongfang Xiaoshu's immortal cultivation heart and color heart, he sat cross-legged without hesitation, holding the spar in both hands, and the Tianhe Heart Sutra slowly lifted up and began to recover his strength.

The snow fell and the last blue light appeared, and the huge dragon floating behind him disappeared, and a pair of vertical pupils stared at the small tree in the east and flickered.

"Sure enough, Mom chose you as the best! Praise Mom, praise him! ”

Xueluo muttered to herself, and the cyan aura reappeared behind her and Dongfang Xiaoshu, and although the vague was negligible, it was there.

At night, the dragon village was shrouded in blue light, and the silence was hazy.

In front of the Dragon Palace, a carved golden dragon is placed in front of the door, and the old man with white hair bows and respectfully puts three incense sticks.

turned around and said, "It's really no one in Long Village!" If the eight hundred dragon soldiers of the year had not been corrupted by evil spirits, who would dare to shout in front of the dragon village! Although the Dragon Village has declined, it is not the turn of any bullshit prince to yell at the door! ”

"Long Hai agrees with the patriarch's statement, he would rather die standing than bend down to live!"

Long Hai said in a loud voice and mightily.

"I'd rather die standing than bend over to live!"

More than a dozen people in front of the Dragon Hall shouted in unison, and none of them showed timidity.

"Good! If we are worthy of the people of Dragon Village, the Dragon God will bless us! ”

The old man with white hair said with great emotion, with great enthusiasm when commanding thousands of troops.

"The deadline has arrived, if you don't hand over what the prince needs, you will be bloodied in Dragon Village!"

The indifferent and brutal voice sounded outside the Dragon Village, and every word was oozing with incomparably bloody and murderous aura.

"Hand your grandma's head! Acquaintances, get out of the way, go back and kneel and lick that bullshit prince, otherwise Lao Tzu will definitely promise not to kill you with a stick! ”

Long Hai stood inside the gate of Dragon Village and fought back without showing weakness.

"Hmph, I really think that if the turtle is cowering in the Dragon Village, this master can't take you? Naive! Let you see the methods of this master, and don't cry and come out to beg this master to enter, it's too late! ”

The indifferent and brutal voice snorted disdainfully, and a vague figure in the dark night turned and retreated, retreating to a distance of three zhang from the Dragon Village.

The vague figure was finally clear, dressed in an earthy yellow monk's robe, with a half-bald head, a braid combed behind the head, and a long scar on the left and right on a yellow face.

The scar on the left side of the face is vertical, slightly tilted to the left at the tail end, and the scar on the right face is vertically tilted slightly to the right at the tail end, one left and one right just forms a "eight" figure.

The most distinctive thing is that this person also has four scars on his forehead, which is extremely eye-catching.

Three horizontal and one vertical, it is a "king" word.

The two words together happen to be the two words "Wang Ba", I don't know why he actually lived in humiliation with the word "Wang Ba", amazing!

He put his hands between his lips, his cheeks bulged slightly, and a piercing whistle sounded, like a thunderbolt through the night, awakening countless sleeping creatures.

With the continuous change of his hands, all kinds of whistles were overwhelmingly issued, and they actually formed a chaotic and orderly tune, but the tune was too ugly and had a creepy feeling.

Ten zhang away from the Dragon Village, a palace that seems to be quiet and quiet stands, and the sound of human speech faintly comes from the palace.

"Ten Thousand Beasts Worship Song! This Wang Ba still has a few brushes, so it's not in vain for me to delay a little time here! ”

Hua Bieli hugged the woman in orange clothes and said incomprehensibly, but a pair of hands dishonestly swam on the body of the woman in orange, causing the woman in the city to laugh and panting.

"Brother Hua, with all due respect to the prince, the burial ground of the gods is not this Ten Thousand Beasts Garden, most of the places here have been explored, even if there are adventures, they are just ordinary goods, and they are not against the sky! Except, of course, for the Dragon Village in front of you! ”

"The burial ground of the gods is a place of great evil, and without the right route, it is simply a dead end! What's more, you have to go through the ring, of course, in front of Brother Hua, the ring is just a decoration! ”

The prince, dressed in white, shook the blank folding fan and said unhurriedly, with an intriguing artistic conception in his words.

"Hey, hey, that's not for sure, if you meet me in the ring, I'll definitely pull that thing off your crotch and roast it!"

Demon Qijiasan laughed, like the sound of a broken gong was unusually harsh.

"I couldn't agree more with this bastard idea!" Kong Wu, who was as strong as a cow, interjected coldly.

"What a group of incomprehensible Lu men! It's better to be orange and orange, and I grabbed the baby and shared it with you in a while. Of course, if you also like to eat the baby under the crotch of Hua, Hua is very willing to dedicate the baby to the orange orange to taste! ”

Hua parted and laughed, one hand had slipped into Orange Orange's clothes, and the looming spring light attracted the laughter of the other three.

While a few people were laughing, earth-shaking changes had taken place outside the Dragon Village.

A swarm of black bats like ink clouds descended from the sky, and as if they were crazy, they crashed into the blue light that shrouded Dragon Village.

Bang bang bang

The suicidal attack began, and the black blood flowers rose densely, and within a moment, the black bats like ink clouds were dead, and the blood flowed like a river in front of the dragon village, and the blue light was blackened and dimmed.

On the yellow face, the man engraved with the words "Wang Ba", the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he had no intention of stopping at all, and the posture of his hands changed again, and a whistle like a dragon's roar sounded, faintly urging.

In the midst of a whistling sound, a tiger group composed of dozens of colorful tigers hit like a storm, desperately slamming directly into the cyan light curtain regardless of life and death.

Behind the tigers, dozens of falcons chirped, their wings spread, like a huge cloud, and the momentum shook the sky towards the cyan light curtain.

Rustling

Behind dozens of falcons, like a rustle of rubbing the ground, a group of snakes of different colors like buckets swam towards them, also rushing towards the cyan light curtain.