Lan Jing held a pitch-black iron thorn in his hand, and the iron thorn handshake was wrapped in a white log, which was called "lightning protection wood".

Looking at the overwhelming mist, the second palace master of the Giant Ink Palace did not move, the iron thorn pointed on the thunderball, and the iron thorn sank into the white light three inches, and suddenly pulled forward.

Woo !!

A thunder snake the size of a bucket condensed from between the thorns, shaped, and pounced towards the mist.

It seems that this thunder and lightning can automatically recognize the life hidden in the mist.

Then hit the target directly, bringing death!

The fog paused, and the diffuse slowed.

"The thunder is loud and the rain is small, I thought it was such a powerful character. Chu Shan Changsheng sneered.

But Lan was not careless, he saw that the fog stopped, and his hand speed increased even more.

The iron spike is like a dragonfly dotting water, constantly pointing down in the thunderball, and then pulling out.

Razers roared across the sky.

Whoop!!

No matter where the Razer first shot, it will eventually twist in mid-air and fall out of sight in the center.

In the mist, a figure was also manifested by the thunder.

The puppet technology of the Giant Ink Palace has a long history, and this "Thunder Punishment High Platform" is obtained in a mysterious ancient secret realm, and the power of this thunder and lightning varies from person to person, but once it is cast, even if it is Tongxuan, it cannot be pleased.

At least not a frontal, unobstructed defense.

Lan actually breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that outsiders are blowing too much about the Son of Heaven in the North.

Or maybe in fact, he is also extremely powerful, but how can he break through the palace guarding mechanism of the Giant Ink Palace?

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard an exclamation.

"The fog, the fog is coming again!"

"Attack, he ate the lightning of thunder punishment, how can he be fine! It must be the end of the crossbow!"

Lan didn't stop any longer, and his hand speed was faster.

The Tongxuanmen who stayed here also used their own mystical methods.

Chu Shan Changsheng sat on the puppet giant bear and controlled the mechanism.

More than a dozen of the latest war puppets raised their arms.

After accumulating power, in the palm of his hand, dozens of pitch-black lights went in the direction of the thunder snake's attack.

Rumble!!!

In the mist, the figure attacked by the thunder light was drowned out by the black light.

Then it stopped again.

But this time, everyone didn't stop and didn't discuss.

Many treasures, or special mystical methods, shot towards the mist.

However...

Desperately, the fog moved again, as if it had been attacked by the cuties and aroused curiosity, and it was just a brief stop to admire.

When the fog is coming.

Everywhere they went, no matter the immortals, no matter the life or the puppets, they all let out miserable screams.

There seemed to be huge mouths hidden in the mist, and there were terrible silhouettes scurrying around.

Chu Shan Changsheng swallowed his saliva.

He clearly saw that the more than a dozen Tongxuan who rushed up all fell from mid-air like flies.

It didn't even hinder the fog in the slightest.

Run!

Chu Shan Changsheng had no other thoughts.

What kind of mantis arm as a car, self-inflicted humiliation, what kind of clown in the north, what I'll wait here to see if he comes...

The third palace master of the Giant Ink Palace felt that he was a joke.

Big joke.

With his head down, he steered the puppet bear to retreat quietly.

Behind.

Lan Jing's eyes were red, and he was frantically urging the thunder penalty platform.

The sky was full of thunder snakes, guided by his iron thorns, and the sky was crossed, and even the merged thunder dragon crashed towards the mist.

But there is no return, and it will never make that terrifying monster pause for half a second!

This second palace master of the Giant Ink Palace really did his best.

The thunderball on the thunder penalty platform had changed from the size of a water tank to the size of a finger, and it was obvious that the thunder and lightning in it had bombarded the existence in the fog without pulling a trace.

The mist drowned out and swallowed Lan Jing.

Screams of pain came from the mist.

Chushan Changsheng had never heard such a miserable sound, it seemed that Ling Chi was not so miserable...

He couldn't help but shudder, and the look on his face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling had already become a sad face.

"This madman, does he even know what he's doing?

I provoked you, and you are going to go thousands of miles to destroy my Giant Ink Palace?

Do you know that my Giant Ink Palace has a deep relationship, if you slaughter my Giant Ink Palace, how many people will you offend?"

Chu Shan Changsheng cursed "madman madman" while driving the puppet giant bear to run wildly.

He's not cursing anymore.

It's a kind of whisper that is endangering oneself and calming one's mind.

Fighting to this day.

None of the enemies appeared.

It's like a natural disaster.

Where the fog falls, the end comes.

Chu Shan Changsheng suddenly regretted it a little.

Why do you want to spread the word "mantis arm as a car, self-inflicted bullying" if you have nothing to do.

Why?

Are you sick?

Why provoke this catastrophic monster?

He regretted it.

And at this moment, he suddenly felt that his surroundings were extremely quiet.

The giant puppet bear under his crotch would have made a loud noise of running.

But now there is only action, but no sound.

It was as if he had fallen into a world of silence.

The utter noise and sudden dead silence had a powerful impact on his soul, making him bow and snake, and the slightest wind and grass made him frightened.

Suddenly, he felt that someone was pulling on his boots.

The left is pulling, and the right is pulling.

Chu Shan Changsheng swallowed his saliva, slowly lowered his head, and saw two silhouettes lying on his puppet giant bear at some point.

It was obviously the image of a boy and a girl, but it let out the only terrible roar that sounded, with greed.

"Outlander! Outlander!"

Chu Shan Changsheng was well-informed, and suddenly remembered a forbidden place between the Zhao State in the Central Plains.

"No, it can't be, how can it be Silent Hill?" he couldn't figure it out if he wanted to die.

But he didn't have to think about it anymore.

Two silhouettes vanished.

Chu Shan Changsheng only felt as if something had been drilled into his body, and his liver was being quickly pinched and exploded.

A wave of regret filled his heart.

Moment.

Syllable!!

Half of the body fell to the ground.

A pair of bloodshot pupils looked into the depths of the mist with a deep sense of fear.

And the eyes were soon overtaken by a boot.

Boom!!!

Xia Ji stepped on the head.

Feel free to kick away.

Why was he so late?

Because he is followed by Ling Douyun.

What thunder punishment platform, what war puppet, all of them were thrown into the spirit fighting cloud by him.

Not to mention, this Thunder Snake Thunder Dragon just now really made Ling Douyun burst out.

This day, the clouds shouting "eat electricity and eat electricity" every day, this time it seems that the refugees have entered the palace, facing the delicacies of the mountains and seas, and have eaten enough.

And eating electricity can actually make the space inside it larger.

After digesting the power of a batch of "Thunder Punishment High Platform", the space in the Spirit Dou Cloud has been upgraded hundreds of times, otherwise it would be impossible to put down the war puppet.

Xia Ji probably felt it, and now the inside of this Spirit Douyun is probably equivalent to a small manor.

He walked in the fog and sighed, "The Giant Ink Palace is really full of treasures", and then these treasures will enter the Spirit Douyun in seconds in the next moment.

Now.

A disciple of the Giant Ink Palace was running in terror towards the forbidden place in the palace.

In the forbidden place, the master of the Great Palace is in retreat.

This disciple is going to wake up the Great Palace Master!!

The big palace master, there must be a way!