Due to the tense situation, the manor sank, and it was possible to catch up with the master of the Aoki Yellow Dynasty at any time, Hong Yan decided to be struck by lightning and go to the Black Mountain village.

At this time, if you go down with the Black Mountain tribe, not only will you not be able to protect them, but it will also bring them the disaster of anchovy!

Fortunately, he was robbed by one and got rid of the pursuers, but Hong Yan understood the truth that he could dive on the champion mountain. The worst fears of this time have finally arrived. Qingxing once again met the best master who suppressed the arrogance of the Qingmu Dynasty after the war.

"Hong Yan, have you encountered a strong enemy?" Yu Wenxiu asked rhetorically, and soon understood what was going on.

It was the first time I saw Hong Yan's face so solemn recently, and when she was walking alone in Duwang Mountain that day, Hong Yan didn't feel nervous or uneasy.

"Yes, predators!"

Hong Yan didn't hide it, looking at the cool, refreshing, and young Yu Wenxiu, she hesitated for a while. He continued, "Ashu, I am not a god, but an ordinary samurai. Just one day away from the loser, and you will be childless like us, and even mend above us. Your genius far surpasses the so-called genius in our great land, and there are difficulties on the way to the sacred mountain, but I believe in you. The protection of the gods will also be safe for you. Go back to your hometown. “

Seeing Yu Wenxiu, who was emotionally in front of him, he suddenly felt heavy. Friendship, regret or articulation? He didn't know, but he had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Yu Wenxiu didn't speak, he pursed his thin lips, his big crystal eyes were shining, they were tears lingering in the corners of his eyes.

Her knowledge of Hongyan made her a last resort, Hongyan would not abandon the Black Mountain tribe. Now there is only one reason for saying this, Hong Yan has met a very remarkable enemy in life. This orchid-covered hill may be the last time the two of them meet.

Booklet, I said: "No result of the prevention of the flood of the text, the number, the four possessed on the way to the basic law of all the tribal warriors." If one day, the world beyond the sky, Hongwen disciple, if I see you and the book is transmitted to him, I think my Hong Yan's incompetence." Not a qualified landlord. “

In Hong Jin-mao attached to his body and sent it to Moon so Woo.

This pamphlet is intact and is a direct management of the bandits of the Hongwen family in the past generations.

For this ancient super master of Yongwu Qizhongtian who was waiting for the manor to retreat, Hong Yan did not have a trace of victory. The meaning, entrusted to Moon so is how the champion fell into the mountain fascinated by the prevention of Hong Wen compared to this generation has no actual combat.

Yu Wenxiu silently accepted the booklet, and suddenly looked up at Hong Yan. "Hong Yan, what's your name?"

"The deep mountains and old forests are the masters of the champion era of Zhengquan Da Alu Aoki Huangzu, and they are also the family of Aoki Takefu. Hong Yan's answer.

"Like、Mountain,Deep into the Qingdatai of the Zhengchuan Da Lu of the department、Neckless memory。 Hong'er, if you really die one day, I will have a problem, and I will go to the plurality!"

Moon so is Osan black vandalism) led the tribe, stepping out, rising the shadow of the sky gradually alienated、Deep voice hovering in the beautiful。 Her back became more and more blurred, and Hong unconsciously skimmed an inch.

"Alas, we call the Ge'er Mausoleum Lu Taiyu, Yushu is windy, the girl shed tears for me, and one day I will take revenge."

Li Ling smiled and patted Hong Yan's shoulder.

"You are so mausoleum, incense, the courage left everywhere and the women holding knives, you just want to! Let's go, the vicious dog is coming!

Hong shook his head and laughed beautifully at a distance, and after jumping up and down, in Gangneung, the foot was also a fast wind, and followed him, and the group chose to disappear quickly in a completely different direction from the Black Mountain tribe, the Ganglou grassland.

A cold wind suddenly swept over the hills.

Hong in the four of the good just walked a good bit, in order to maintain the school uniform of the Qingpao Street Hana will be further increased.

Manor (champion), the speed of husband and son in the mountains is fast, but unfortunately half a step is too late. And the four fingers of the Void Fingertips increased, and this time the atmosphere of Hongyan and the others became clearer. Temporarily inducted, the familiar feeling is very satisfying. The resounding appearance of the beautiful Xia Bai family is not clearly appeared, and the masters around the sunken mountain are increasing day by day, and the beautiful wind dynasty is gone, and hunting.

"That, Hong Yan?"

After the champion, Silent Mountain suddenly opened his mouth and the vitality that radiated to the fingers of the three ships still did not disappear, and the most obvious player lingered towards his fingertips in terms of momentum, but it was Hongyan's breath.

On the overgrown hillside, Zhang Yuan saw that the mountain and his gloomy face had become very cold, and he understood the meaning of Hong Yan's "whoosh" sound.

As soon as the overlord gun came out, Hongyan ran in all directions, and he actually echoed it. The crying voice is higher than yourself, and it is exciting!

"I'm going to take a look at the owner of the Big Red Anthology, Hong Yan. You are a fish that can't be pushed by a small fish in a strong wind, Six Medicine Dragon Dragon!"

Zhuangyuan shouted mountains and Chenci while humming a song, holding a grab in his hand, and was about to catch up with Hong Yan with a faint breath.

A terrible scream was suddenly heard in the distance.

There was a premonition of unhappiness in the mountains, and everyone rushed up to take a look, and found a corpse at the foot of the mountain.

In a messy grass, the warrior with green trees and yellow leaves fell to the ground panting. There were no wounds on his body, all the internal organs in his body were broken, and the pores of his whole body were oozing with blood.

Since 15 years ago, as a master of Qingmu Emperor Ancestor, he came here from Qingyuan Martial Mansion and has broken through the Lingwu Sixth Middle School.

As a keen general, Zhang Yuan held the master of the Aoki Yellow Dynasty in his hand, felt out the palm of his hand, and identified the identity of the deceased.

The master of the sixth middle school of Yingwu, his body burst instantly, who is the only show?

The expressionless Yamanaka did not make an expression, and there were many masters behind him who trembled inadvertently. Witnessing the tragic situation of the deceased, I am afraid that the next time I took a closer look, I found that there was a rough big word 'none' on one side of the pebble. Although the word "wu" is clumsy, it is powerful and powerful, and it must be the tip of the finger, and people are surprised when they see it.

That man, Hong Yan!

Squatting down and touching the big words on the pebbles, the manor was drenched, straightened up, there was no color on his face, and the murderous aura in his body became stronger and stronger. Unexpectedly, Hong Yan not only responded bravely, but also counterattacked so quickly!

Another terrible scream, coming from a distance, followed by another mess. This time the sound came from the direction of the valley in the distance.

Not good!

Suddenly, I remembered the aborigines of Zhang Yuanhou, who were deeply immersed in the mountains, and his heart was pounding. One hundred thousand flowers ran over to take a look, and only an empty camp remained. The guards who were left to defend the five camps were all lying in a pool of blood and dying. The thousands of Aboriginal people who accompanied them all disappeared without a trace on the birds.

Gao Xiu, who killed Qingmu Huangzu, there was no need for Hong Yuan to directly kill the attack of Yu Yuntian's era and the natives of the mountain behind the champion. If they were killed in front of the gods, they would flee from the natives four times. There are not enough Aboriginal warriors. No matter how Zhang Yuanhou broadens the Woshan Divine Power, he can't open the old transmission town to go to the Sacred Mountain. Pull out the bottom and cut off his back road!

"Centaurs, I'm going to kill you!"

The mountains were furious, and the overlord in his hand buzzed, touching the sinister department. The body shook and immediately obliterated Hong Yan's impulse and flew to other camps.

He had been in the throat clearing of many of the masters of the dynasty before him, and the wind was often well fed into the wind by the union Muza to kill the native soldiers of the other side's escort, to kill themselves, to be escorted to kill the warriors, and the primitive type was carefully protected. He kept retreating, and several, mausoleum, ship, wind, and feet did not expect to experience. So quickly, Hong Yan's reasoning let him govern. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Ling Blood Battle Soul Claw Book House" for free for the first time.