"Auntie, it's good to call me Hong's pain in the future. One thing I still don't understand, why do all the beasts and warriors attack the temple? Hong replied bitterly.

"That's because they're all looking for something, and I've got a box of golden swords in my hand."

Long Xianxian slowly took out a box of golden swords from under the altar, a sacred "According to the ancestors, this is the only remaining treasure of the Golden Lord Ah Quan, whoever can take this box of golden swords will be able to get the Golden Lord Ah Quan, and all the male leaders and invaders are in possession of this sword." Around the temple, they could be far away from God's sending. Until now, when the temple here is gone, it is the end of our ceratosaurus and the world. When Hong was suffering, I heard that if you want to draw a golden sword, you can get the blessing of the Golden Emperor, and you can also taste it.

Looking at the pain in his bright eyes, the dragon smiled, and there was melancholy in his eyes all the way.

He has a secret about the golden sword that cannot be said. Pulling out the box of the golden sword, not only can he get the lord of the golden sword, Ah Quan, but he will also become a dragon branch man. Since becoming the sole temple worshipper, the dragon has been divided into a day of waiting, waiting, and waiting by fate. A man can pull out the sword from his golden bad life. If not, he would like to ride his bike, wake up for three months every 100 years, and then go back to sleep.

Some people may envy Mr. Yong, but Longa County is not. What he really wants is the life of an ordinary person.

"Really, Auntie, you...... Aren't you afraid that I will steal this precious box of golden swords? ”

The dragon fairy chuckled softly and said, "No, of course not. According to ancient legends, the outside world can be transmitted directly to our temple, which is what Emperor Jin said, many happy people are destined.

One big Alu with a total of 5 temples. Except for the Dragon Temple of people or places, the rest are named East Temple, South Temple, West Temple and North Temple, looking for a gathering that we are far away from. From the southernmost side of the south to the north side of the North Temple, it took three days and three nights to go to the whole flight of a Xuanwu master, but Zilong only took more than once.

Soon after, a large number of wild beasts appeared in the vast land, donated from the grasslands, forests, and underground, gathered once, and rushed like a flood to the temple ahead. Oh my God, there's an ancient temple on top of a mountain on three sides, or on the edge of a cliff.

"Ah, this is...... North Temple? ”

Hong Yuan screamed in surprise, lowered his head, and saw that the ground was full of wild beasts, and the number was amazing. The Beast Tide and the Beast Tide are indeed the Beast Tide!

However, despite the ferocious beasts, the ancient temple is still shrouded in a golden glow. Under the resistance of the horned dragon warriors, the impact of the beast was pushed back, and there was no danger of losing its guards for the time being. On the contrary, according to the crystal ball that appeared in the Nakayang temple before, it seems that the Nangong on the other side of Da Alu is more dangerous, it is not an ordinary beast, but a large wooden one. Teachers and other fierce big demons!

"Rescue must be easy before difficulties come, and then temple warriors are called in from all over the country. Defeat the most powerful enemies in one go. ”

Long Fen glanced at Hong's pain, calmly, as if he had seen through the doubts in his heart. The mood changed, and a trace of sadness was reflected in the pupils, "Nangong has nothing, and there are more dangerous places." "Let's go, Xiaolong, let's go down."

The two of them were in the purple dragon's boast department, and suddenly turned around and put them on, standing on my wings. A breath even hit the heads of many male heads from the clouds. Xianxian didn't command for long, Zilongkou spewed out a blazing flame, shouted, and saw a fire appear below, fierce beasts, dead people, and sand and stones were burning, and suddenly a hundred beasts were scorched alive.

A dense rain of arrows suddenly whistled by.

Herds of behemoths spread in the tide, raising their heads one after another, their hair stabbing their fingerbones. These gentlemen massaged thorns at their joints, which they could usually step on, and when fighting at close quarters, they could take physical risks, and their ranged attacks could be like crossbow arrows, with sharp twists and turns. Ten thousand beasts struck in unison, instantly forming a dense rain of arrows.

The speed of the stab was fast, and the whining sound was loud and deep. The power of the tip of the spine, the movement of the ball, even under the basalt fighter, is worth blocking.

Hongyuan's pupils were shrinking, and his nerves suddenly tensed.

There is nowhere to go in between. The bone spurs are very strong again. How can they stop?

"Shake ......"

Usually, the purple dragon looks gentle and delicate, suddenly raises its head with a loud whistle and shakes it vigorously. Then, suddenly, it turned its head and feet and let out a blazing flame again. With a shout, the violently massaging stabs burned. Without the body of the purple dragon, it turned to ashes.

"Hong Pain, don't worry, Xiaolong is the guardian of our temple, and ordinary beasts are not close at all."

The little boy Long Xianxian patted Zilong's neck with his own hands, he couldn't continue to fly away on the martial arts sketch on the top of the mountain, and said without looking back, "This was slipped away by the stinger on the animal's body, I have seen a lot, but many people have nearly 100,000 years of life against the wolf, and if you are not careful, your soul will disappear." "Break them to pieces. In the rice of this ferocious beast Ceres, many of those who are killed are not killed after the blisters of each beast. Something like this is hard to deal with. No matter how strong they are, they will be exhausted. The only way is to find their leader, assassinate the King of Beasts, and concentrate on killing him, killing them step by step before they retreat. ”

Zilong stayed for a long time. He didn't seem to be obsessed with killing the dragon, but he didn't dare to defy the dragon's split, flapped his wings and flew out. Soon the two of them came to the temple on the top of the hill, pierced the golden ring, and stopped in front of the temple gate.

"Auntie is here, aunt is here......"!

"See Auntie!"

Seeing the purple dragon falling from the clouds in the Dragon Palace, everyone rushed to the gods, taking the opportunity to hit a ball and coming back, many people beheaded and killed the beast thorn and slipped away. It is so popular that it even hits a golden aperture on the outside. These are about seven or eight years old, and they came out of the monastery with curious eyes and long hong pain behind them, several boys.

The pain that suddenly washed away the temple soon ushered in the attack of the beast.

The first thing that comes to mind is a small thing with a life cycle of 50,000 years. The cat was much larger after the pass, but with great ferocity, he jumped high, bit Hong's neck, broke Hong's neck, and ate a big meal before the other animals stabbed.

The pain did not abate, and he continued to run forward, but with a box of bone knives in his hand. It looks dark, but it rubs quickly.

It is a box of sharp weapons, made in Jincheng Square when a cold man acts as an alchemist. A big killer like the Qinglong Knife can't walk, but the material is hard and not easy to break. Black selling photos is not good, but it also doesn't better reflect the sharp advantage of many weapons in the face of raiding the market.

A man, a beast, passing by.

Hongyuan continued to run on foot. Behind him, a bloody arrow shot out of the neck of the stabbing animal. It bubbled smoothly a few meters away and died on the ground.

This guy wanted a sensible ferocious bite on Hong's neck, but he was wrong. This encounter was not a tough guy samurai, but Hong Pain, who in turn massaged the knife on his hand and easily cut his neck. No squeezing light intensity is not cheap, not fatal wounds reduce effort, a little headache, the knife or card to close and not pull out, or even jump out of the gap. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Ling Blood Battle Soul Claw Book House" for free for the first time.