The adviser asked the sheep bone to pluck his beard, but he did not answer immediately. He shrank for a long time, and then said slowly, "Master, in the following opinion, you can try it." It's best to take them down all at once. If the other party is really the disciple and descendant of the Golden Emperor, and it is too powerful, we will gather the strength of the Golden Emperor, come forward, and quickly send a letter to the king of Xiaoxian to ask for help. In this way, the same excellent is not small at all!!

A counselor is a counselor. He was able to make a huge contribution without causing too much damage to his bones and muscles.

Well, just do it, just do it! ”

The high and clear wind of the owner was bright before his eyes, and the advice of his adviser was only to resolve the contradictions in his heart.

The big ones stood below, their eyes burning, drawing their sharp swords, ready to lead the way, good ones. Suddenly, a strange voice came from behind. Turning around, I don't know when a little pig came to the door, his hair was short, white, small, fat.

"Ah...... One big!

Gao Qingfeng, the owner of the village, screamed, and while looking at the blood, he fell to the ground, and kept burning forward, dodging the sharp massage knife in Hongyuan's hand.

Hong Yuan's hand had seriously damaged his body just now. The ferocious force, combined with the fierce attack of the Blood Meridian, transformed the other, dying from the explosion. The wind with a very high definition is not dead, and it is worthy of being the master of the four peaks of basalt!

Unfortunately, Hong Won hinted that he stabbed most of a warrior with a knife.

After a while, he suddenly missed the opportunity to kill Gao Qingfeng's master. Many of the tall owners pounced on her. The strategist's sheep bones were already standing in front, but in an instant he quietly fell behind and turned around with the help of a fierce wind.

"There's a killer, there's a killer ......"!

"Kill, go up together, hand in hand, kill him!"

It was the council hall, and the people were angry and bumped into Hongyuan, who killed him.

The scarred face of Sha Lao Er hit the front, holding a long snatch in his hand, and a little gun until it was inserted into Hong Yuan's mouth. How much money is sharp, the light is on, and the power is very violent. The other masters all rushed one after another, and a little Hongyuan launched attacks such as long, short sword, and stick burst crossbow. Suddenly, the sword of time, I don't know how many sharp weapons to hand over to Hongyuan.

Hongyuan's eyes suddenly burst into a dazzling golden light. Everyone standing in front of him felt their eyes stinging and couldn't help but close their eyes.

In Hong Yuan's eyes, the wolf's enemies, sharp spears, and roaring momentum all weakened in an instant.

Time, as if suddenly fixed at this moment.

Hongyuan is it.

Suddenly, the body twists the tune like a dog. He pierced a millimeter through a lot of sharp weapons. The sharp massage knife is thrown up and down, bringing a cool light.

The golden glow of the golden pupils quickly dissipated. The owner of the village, Gao Qingfeng, and the counselor's sheep bones opened their eyes and saw that Hongyuan had broken through the encirclement. Behind him, there was applause after applause, and the private sand mixed on the ground again, leaving a fatal wound on his throat.

"The golden pupil, the legendary golden pupil, is indeed a disciple of the Golden Emperor! Go, go! ”

The owner's breeze was too strong, and he tried his best to persuade the world to leave and stay away from the murder goddess Hongyuan.

At odds with many of his masters, he was born and raised in the Golden City. From a very young age, he had heard many legends about the Golden Emperor and had heard of the terrifying Golden Pupil. As soon as Hongyuan saw the golden light in front of him, he knew that the rumors were true. As expected, the Golden Emperor's disciple girl came out of the tomb and appeared on the ground.

"Owner, I'm sorry!"

The advisor's lamb bone nodded and ate as he said all day. This time, without exception, he really went at full speed.

However, frivolously and proudly scattered the water, not only did he not take the breeze of his master, but pushed him hard and pushed him to Hongyuan, so as to prevent Hongyuan from catching up. As soon as the other experts in the lobby saw him, they turned around and left.

Assassins are hard!

Hong Yuan, a sudden assassin, is too difficult. The identity of the disciple of the Golden Emperor is even more terrifying, making people dare not face him.

In the past, many people were mostly obedient to the high definition of the owner. At this moment, they distracted themselves from their fate as beasts, and no one cared about anyone.

Outside, there was a sudden chaos, and a villa suddenly fell into a sea of fire. From time to time, a deep and powerful dragon rumble sounded in the night sky. All the guards who came to the conference hall were stopped by the dragon god and the purple dragon. In the darkness, the screams of pain continued, and I wondered how many masters had come.

Outside, the dragon god who was in charge of taking over was washed with a purple dragon at the right time.

In the blink of an eye, a high village was gone. Several masters who were loyal and ready to rush forward to stop Hongyuan all took a look at it and fell behind, leaving the owner Gao Qingfeng alone to face the ferocious assassin Hongyuan.

Gao Lao Zhuang is a strong soldier, and there are three masters of basalt. If the front is hard, the macro is far from the opponent, but the situation will give me a sudden reversal of the strong supply, the HD wind of the owner.

"Are you a disciple of Emperor Jin, and he killed a young man named Hong, Sha Lao Liu?"

The high clarity of the wind of the owner is pale, and blood oozes from the corners of his mouth.

"Yes, it's me!"

Hongyuan stretched out his hand, and the black cloth on his face had already been lowered. Over here.

Back at the foot of the mountain, I looked up and saw that there was a fire on the top of the mountain. From time to time, people fled in the mountains.

Gao Zhuang has been the father of bandits since ancient times, and it has become history now.

After waiting for a long time, he saw that Ouyang Er was not seen, so Hongyuan went to practice outside the cave.

Ellie is supposed to be a grave robber. In a short period of time, he was Gao Zhuang collected thousands of yuan of basalt. Most of them were rushed by the Winged Hand King, leaving only 200 roads and 40 pieces of red to restore, but it was good, all of them were refined enough to allow people to build one more step.

Hongyuan sat cross-legged on the ground, and the basalt around him quickly decreased.

Slowly, the four basalt whirlwinds in the body contained more and more powerful forces, releasing impactful balls as they rotated, and the surrounding air balloons wrote and twisted tunes. When a pair of eyes are closed, the golden glitter is afraid to be looked at. If Long Ying, Ouyang Xue, and the others had such magic as the golden pupil, we could see the heat wave boiling over Hongyuan's head. God came with him, and he was overwhelmed by the heat, and we don't see what the grand revision is.

"The grim thing is, after the golden pupil is perfected, can Hongyuan really see everyone's past, present and future as a legend? Will he become another Golden Emperor?

Long Fenfen is a god of awe, excited for Hongyuan, but also a little worried.

It's definitely not easy to be a Golden Emperor. If not, the enemies of the ancestor Jin Emperor would obviously not sit idly by, and Qi Hongyuan gradually became a threat to them. The legendary top of the Tianshan Mountains was held with the first letter of the Golden Emperor, and the golden emperor's bad enemies were likely to be entangled.

In less than an hour, 200 Road 40 a piece of basalt disappeared, not all basalt is refined by Hongyuan. The ball of body strength moved to the limit, and there were vague signs that five layers of basalt had been broken through, condensing into a fifth layer of basalt cyclones.

Hong was sore, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that his forehead had not come back yet.

"Hongyuan, you continue to practice. I'll go and take a look and bring back the second owner. ”

The dragon fairy stood up, flew onto Zilong's back, and disappeared immediately.

He didn't know Hongyuan for a long time, but he cooperated with Hongyuan most tacitly. He could often see Hong Yuan's mind at a glance. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Ling Blood Battle Soul Claw Book House" for free for the first time.