Chapter 70: Dragons
It was only said that the stall that was ashamed of being beaten by the group, and found the snow outside, and their dawn arrived in time to blast the six royals away, and they had a chance to breathe. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Sitting up, the kid inevitably had a blue nose and swollen face, and his spirit was also a little trance-like, looking at him like that, Xiao was naturally amused in his heart, but it was not the time to joke at the moment, so he only said to him: "Snow They have found it, and they were taken away by the people of Hell City." β
As he spoke, he greeted Sang over there, and the giant threw over the two people he was carrying in his hand, it was the two people who were Xiude and Shanguo, the two guys with bald heads were obviously beaten enough, their noses were blue, their faces were swollen and their clothes were messy, where was there still the brilliance of the past.
Caught in the present, Xiude and Shanguo had no words to argue, just knelt there and kowtowed as if pounding garlic, begging for mercy again and again, looking at the two of them like that, they sat there and stayed there for a while, and then picked up the popsicle on the side and smashed it, before he could kill the two guys, Xue jumped in from outside, holding a wooden stick in his hand, and rushed up with a roar, and was hugged by Xiaoyi.
"Didn't you let you take it outside?" Xiao frowned at the boy who didn't listen to the arrangement.
Where did Xue, who was upright and benevolent, listen to him, roared with the stick in his hand and struggled hard, glanced at him shyly, turned around and dropped the stick, and smashed Xiude to the ground on the spot, and turned his head to look at the monk on the side, "Who asked you to come?"
Shanguo was already in a trance of beating, and his head shook when he heard this, "The ...... arranged above"
"Who's up there?" the stick in Shame's hand was already on the back of his neck.
Shanguo burped an eye, "The top is the top, how do I know ......"
The brow lowered a point again, "Why do you want to pretend to be someone from the Merchant Foundry?"
Shanguo shook his head again, "They were already involved......
Hearing this, the shame that was still holding a glimmer of hope was completely hopeless, and he also put down the stone in his heart about the death of Shanluo before, and his face flashed a trace of clarity, as if he had seen some things lightly, looking at him like that, Xiao knew that he was not good at saying anything, just holding the kid in his arms and walking out, "The yin qi here is so heavy, are you looking for death?"
Xue was still struggling unyieldingly, yelling and screaming, but when he saw Shaoqing who was entangled with Shenzhan over there, he suddenly quieted down, his eyes were stunned, and then he was stunned to the extreme, I am afraid that he saw that person has such a ability, and he had a conflict with him before, if he really wanted to do it, wouldn't he have been beaten into meat sauce a long time ago?
The corpse-like kid was dragged out by Xiao, and he was ashamed to suffocate the stick in his hand to Shanguo's head, and pumped blood to the monk's head, lying on the ground I don't know whether he was dead or alive, and the ruthlessness of his hand made people tremble in their hearts.
And at this moment, Shaoqing has forced the meditation to be angry, the kid is like an immortal Yama, no matter how he fights, he will not fall, he just grinds the patience of the predecessor of the Yin Yang Gate, and when he sees that the auspicious time is coming, he still can't get out, and he can't help but go up with green smoke, and his eyes are red when he looks at the person opposite.
The two of them are fighting here, and the dragon over there is not having a good time, being chased around by the gods, just to delay time, and finally watching the six royals over there regain their bodies and buckle the method, it is no longer difficult to make a temperament at the moment, only to turn around and put the triple magic seal wrapped in his hand at the people behind him, and then fly to the side of the dark bow.
The head rushed straight back by the sudden counterattack, and the god killer had to turn around to dodge a blow, in the blink of an eye, Long Tu had already jumped to the side of the six royals, and immediately rushed away the magic seal that they had assembled for the third time, only to see the white light suddenly appear, and the eyes of this person were shot in all directions, and instantly shrouded in a miserable white piece here, and he couldn't see anything in a tranceγ
Long Tuteng was protected in front of the Dark Bow, his face was pale and gloomy, obviously at this moment he was also a little powerless for the Yin Qi emitted by the Dark Bow, I don't know how long he could support it, and the Shaoqing who was connected climbed on the ice wall and looked at it and couldn't help but feel a handful in his heart.
The six emperors who were blocked for the third time stood on the ice pile below, rolling their eyes and looking at the boys above who were speechless, and the six faces were extremely cold.
At this very serious moment, the red floating lo that had been standing for most of the day finally poked its head out from under the thick ice pile, and the red snail that came out was pierced by the white light that had not yet dissipated, and it still couldn't stop sobbing and burrowed into his master's neck.
Red Fuluo got up from the ice pile with Xiao'er in his arms, and was inevitably glanced back at by the Six Emperors, ignoring their existence, Red Fuluo just tilted his head slightly and watched the scene above, I had heard that the eight disciples of the Daomen guarded the spirit yuan, although I had seen it twice in the past few years, but for this one of the Daomen dragons, I really hadn't encountered it, and at this moment, looking at the eight spirit elements floating in the air above, it was inevitable that there would be a slight movement in my heart.
"Master, I'm uncomfortable......" Hongluo, who couldn't hold it anymore, finally muttered on his master's shoulder, and his delicate little face turned gray at this time.
Red Fuluo naturally knew that it was caused by the yin qi, and he didn't delay at the moment, so he just jumped up, completely ignoring the people here, and only walked out with the child in his arms in his arms.
Looking at his appearance, the god killer couldn't help but frown, "Lord Pulau!"
Although the voice was not high, but the scream was also terrifying, Red Fulo stopped and turned his head to look at him, but he didn't speak, he didn't like his habitual god-killing at the beginning, and now he is even more disgusted, "Are you here to make soy sauce?"
Red Flora raised his eyebrows, "The child is not well, I'll just send him out first." β
"Knowing that it's a child, you still bring him over?!" The god killer was furious in his heart, as if he knew the abacus in the hearts of the people over there, and he couldn't help but expose it at this moment.
Red Flora was still silent, too lazy to explain anything to these unreasonable people, if it weren't for his involuntariness, he thought he would be involved in these things?
Seeing that the two people over there were stalemate again, the meditation on this side couldn't help but secretly hate, glared at the beads and shouted: "The enemy is now, you two can't rest?!"
Listening to the scolding of the people over there, Red Fulo retracted his gaze, and still walked out with the red snail in his arms without saying a word, where to see what color the person on the other side was, and gritted his teeth in annoyance.
Long Di, who summoned the eight gods, had obviously felt that his strength was inadequate, and he was also strong at the moment, so he only said in a muffled voice to the people over there: "If you really want to make this fight, then Long Mou is not welcome." β
Hearing this, Shen Zhan and the God of Murder jumped onto the ice road, and was about to speak with a gloomy face, when he saw several white shadows floating in from the outside, and was passing by the red Furo who walked to the door, one of the thinner white-robed people had strands of hair brushing his face, and a string of bells hanging on his body jingled with the wind, and he fixed this person there, but the white-robed man ignored him, and only flew past the person in front of him, looking into the ice cave......