One by one, they stopped, the formation was clearly disorganized, but they were all experienced fighters. They immediately threw iron spears at close range and rushed into the terrible mouths of the bloodbath. The massive jaw, devoured by the black venom python, was forced to retreat, sweeping it away, crackling, and relying on its unyielding darkness. Scale, fly out of the rod and iron spear.

Ye Han looked at the big python and was surprised. It was a real dragon, a soldier of seven or eight dragon bones, projecting a spear that posed no threat to him.

"Kill the animals and kill them!"

Cao Shangfei suddenly lunged at him. He was as fast as an eagle in the woods. He suddenly appeared on top of the black Python. His right hand froze, and the dragon's soul moved. The voice violently grabbed the huge Python.

Jack!

Cao Shangfei's voice was as thrilling as a huge black eagle-shaped ghost, staring into the void behind him, spreading his wings and whistling.

It was Cao Shangfei's dragon soul - Tiger Splitting Eagle.

Click!

Cao Shangfei dropped a claw, like a stone, like a black python wrapped in a layer of armor, and even under the strike of his eagle claws, like a piece of tofu, there was a dull crack tremor, and his five fingers, stiff through the hard python skeleton, the terrible claw skeleton, bombarded the python's brain from the eyes. Broken, the black poisonous python gave a weird hoarse voice, a heavy descent, the huge tail of the warrior at the foot of the mountain rolled down, and was dragged out by seven hands and eight feet, pale with surprise, but there was no danger, Cao Shangfei could not shut up from the ghost gate.

"Fierce ......" Ye Han couldn't help but exclaim when he saw the amazing scene.

"Haha, that black scale python was only a few days ago, but where is your uncle Cao's opponent His soul of the Split Tiger Tiger Dragon, but in the list of dragons and beasts, it is ranked 620, and the most skillful is fighting with the python Ye Qingyang said with a smile.

Ye Han watched the fierce eagle's soul slowly converge, this is the foundation of the Dragon Soul Master's strength, I don't know when I will be able to have the most suitable and powerful Dragon Soul.

Cao Shangfei took out the blood soul of the black poisonous python and warned everyone in a silent voice: "In this mountain of broken souls, you must be careful every step. It is a famous place with great dangers. Many crises are hidden in the dark at all times. I don't want to lose my life. They all gave me 12 points of mental ......"

"Yes!" When they learned this lesson, they were afraid of being careless.

The procession continued until March, this time with the utmost vigilance, searching with ferocious eyes. Since the procession is in the shape of a long snake, followers often choose the footprint in front of them to ensure that there is no danger, even if there is any hidden danger that people are ahead. The strongest Ye Qingyang, Cao Shangfei and others found out first, not their turn to call the police.

The soldier just now, just didn't step on the feet of the marching man, it was just a black scaly python hiding under the blades of grass in fright, and it was almost swallowed.

It's better than Ye Qingyang and Cao Shangfei, and when they're on the side of the road, his eyes are like electricity. They dare to step down only after feeling it, lest they be killed by poisonous insects and beasts that hide in the soil or deep in grass and leaves.

Under this kind of care, the speed is naturally reduced a lot, but the effect is also obvious, that is, there are no longer any dangers, there are several hidden poisonous pests on the road, and they are attracted by the amazing inspiration of Ye Qingyang and Cao Shangfei to perceive it in advance, and launch an eradication attack.

For more than an hour, slowly passing by, this time, the foot of the mountain team really entered the broken soul ridge, the dark environment without light around, terrible, sometimes a gust of wind, branches and leaves swaying, weeds undulating, can scare every team soldier, can't help but secretly swallow nervous spit, afraid to follow in the depths of the vegetation, evil things come out and pounce on it.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, in front of Ye Qingyang, his footsteps stopped, raised a hand, and said in a low voice, Cao Shangfei followed, stopped, turned around and returned to the person who was under pressure on the back of his hand, and the whole team suddenly stopped, one sword after another, Ding Kui was in front of Ye Qingyang's eyes, and he took out a short-handled battle axe in his hand. direction, looking at the past.

"Jiang Diaoyu, what is hidden, come out!"

Ye Qingyang shouted coldly in the dark place ahead. When people heard the news, they were all shocked. Together, they look forward to the dense forest. Did they catch up with the men and horses of the Watermill here?

Ye Han was also shocked. Luckily, Dad found out about it early. If he touched it, he would be caught off guard by the Aquatic people buried in the forest.

In order to catch up with the first step of the water mill man and horse, it shows that the road is not far behind the Shuijiao people near Duan Shunling.

"Ye Qingyang, your dog's nose is sharp enough. When I heard that a dragon had fallen, I immediately ordered the news of a blockade. I didn't expect you to hear and enter the Broken Soul Ridge. ”

A gloomy haze was heard from the depths of the dark forest, and then, behind the trees, among the waist-length weeds, the shadow of a road appeared. There are more than a hundred of them, each with a sharp eye, a knife and a spear, strong and capable, and they are all good water Jiao at a glance.

The first man in a gray robe, with narrow eyes that glowed coldly, looked at him with the hallucination of being stared at by a terrible viper. The muscles under the robes swelled, as fierce as a human tiger wolf, and awe-inspiring.

Seeing this man, Ye Han's face sank. He was able to recognize who he was. This man is one of the seven major families in the north of Jiaojing, a Water Margin nationality, and a river carving fisherman. That was Jiang Hefei's father.

On the left side of the river fishing, there is a short, single middle-aged man. Ye Qingyang naturally recognized him as the second person in charge of the Shuimo nationality. Jiang Diaoyu's younger brother, Jiang Zhong, is also a Dragon Soul Master. On the right side of Jiang Fishing, there is a handsome young man with narrow and long corners of his eyes, giving a sense of shadow. When he appeared, his eyes fell violently on Ye Han's face. This is Hefei. On the right, he is also a middle-aged man with five facial features. He looks like Jiang Fishing and Jiang Zhong Qiang. Who is not Lao Sanjiangli?

The elite horses and humans of the two great powers collided with each other, and the atmosphere immediately opened up. Everyone's eyes are sharp, dark, ready to kill.

Looking at Jiang Hefei's eyes, Ye Han smiled at him, the adults were all there. The two younger generations of them have not yet encountered cruel words.

"Ye Qingyang, the young man next to your son, you Han/Han, well, I'm a tiger, but I'm dead. I met him this time. Your son is going to pay for my tiger. Jiang Diaoyu snubbed a leaf cold, and the cold leaf made Qingyang drink.

"They are on the platform of Emperor Beizong 0. This game led to the murder of a mistake. If his son is not evil, how can your son die and want to attack me with his crossbow?" Ye Qingyang stared at him with a smile. "You don't make excuses. You and I came to Broken Soul Ridge to catch the black dragon, right? According to the information I found, the fall of the black dragon, although the blood is like a waterfall and a few red peaks, it doesn't have to bleed to death, why don't you join forces and catch him together? This is a big question. “