The Qinglong man who led the way spoke dryly, he spoke emotionally but fluently, and his speech was extremely fast but clear, as if he had spoken many times, and he could finish the last word when he reached the entrance to the underground. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Nangong Wufang was very satisfied, and casually threw him a bottle of elixir, "That's right." Go ahead, don't be embarrassed by Moheshan, who doesn't know when. ”

As soon as the jade bottle was in his hands, the man knew that it was a good thing, sincerely expressed his gratitude, and left in a hurry. The Qinglong people haunt the vicinity of the Magic Square, and it is indeed easy for their eldest prince to vent his anger.

But although his cultivation can't become a combat force, he also wants to do a little bit for the clansmen who are fighting, such as publicizing the viciousness of the eldest prince, such as judging in advance whether the stranger who came to Panlong Town is the reinforcement of the eldest prince.

After taking a few steps down the steps, Nangong could hear faint shouts and fighting sounds. After listening to the narration, although he wondered where Uncle Mo's manpower to fight against Mohe Mountain came from, what was even more strange to him was that the means of establishing Panlong Town, or this style, did not look like Uncle Mo's temperament!

Seriously, this audacious approach is a bit like the handiwork of that guy who is fated, but he definitely doesn't look down on those people's alchemy refining techniques. is so faceless and skinless, and he pulls the character left by all the people, but he is more like Wubao's master Baoguang, but the current Baoguang should not be able to be such a big master.

Nangong Wufang, who was confused, took three steps and two steps to the lowest end of the steps.

When I saw it, I didn't find any immortal soldiers who were fighting, but there were some people whose lives and deaths were unknown lying around.

"This phantom array attainment is very powerful, but it doesn't look like the handiwork of that guy who is destined, when did the immortal realm produce another formation master?" Nangong Wufang carefully looked at the large empty space in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh to himself.

The phantom array was probably controlled by someone, and after seeing his arrival, an entrance quickly opened, revealing the battle inside.

Nangong Wufang recognized at a glance that the vines that had just flown through the entrance came from his mother-in-law Liu Feiliu, and the unlucky ghost on the ground with a clear fist mark on his chest was due to his father-in-law Ying Xuezheng. There was also a guy who was entwined with silver wires, "Wow Wow", and swept past the entrance, and nine times out of ten it was in front of Shi Bo Chenguang, who was dragged by Wubao.

Of course, the most conspicuous thing is Baoguang, who is holding all kinds of strange-shaped equipment, jumping up and down, as if amusing his opponent. He was the first to notice that the entrance had been opened, and when he turned his head to look, he was even more excited. As soon as he kicked his opponent, he waved his hands and shouted: "Apprentice son-in-law! Come and help! These turtle grandsons don't know where to pull out a few masters!"

Come on, that's how Uncle Mo's initial manpower came from. These people from the Yuanwu Realm actually got out of the customs so quickly, this qualification is really good!

Nangong Wufang sighed in his heart, but he didn't delay at his feet, and rushed straight into the phantom array. As he entered, the entrance to the phantom array quickly closed behind him.

Baoguang excitedly "snorted" twice, and then said quickly: "Apprentice son-in-law, with divine sense, with the disciple's order, are all our own people!

Nangong Wufang nodded, and quickly integrated into the battle. After quickly defeating a few miscellaneous fish, he shifted his target to a black-robed enemy that several people were working together to contain.

"White Night!

Bai Ye, who originally led people to besiege the enemy's master, did not give in, and simply responded: "Okay! Everyone disperse! Attack freely!" After he finished giving the order, he found that it was Nangong Wufang who had just called him, and his heart immediately boiled. It looks like we can end the battle early today!

As Nangong Wufang expected, almost everyone rebelled and left, and Moheshan, who was only supported by the maternal line and the mediocre old patriarch of Qinglong, must have borrowed someone from the eldest lady again.

As soon as he fought, he saw through the details of this black-robed Da Luo, wasn't it exactly the same as Chi Ling, who intercepted and killed everyone in Huangliang Valley?

Far away, the king's Mo Qingshan and Mo Heshan also discovered the arrival of Nangong Wufang in the battle.

Mo Heshan's face was full of resentment, he had always been unable to make merits over the years, and that woman's attitude towards herself was getting worse and worse, and her support was becoming more and more perfunctory. Every time, I refuse to send more people to attack this damn magic square with myself.

Today, the strength of the two sides is already equal, and the number of winners and losers is still in the number of five or five. But now there is one more Nangong Wufang who is Da Luo, it is simply an iron scale that crushes the camel!

He commanded fiercely and loudly: "Array mage prepare! The whole army retreats!"

After leaving dozens of wounded behind, Mo Qingshan, who didn't want to be in too much of a hurry, still let them withdraw from the underground.

Nangong Wufang, who was still a little puzzled, suddenly cried and laughed when he saw the wounded on the ground whose life and death were unknown suddenly sitting up flexibly. Especially the opponents who were fighting to the death just now, and they stepped forward to help them up and ask for warmth, and the scene was even more weird.

"Uncle Mo, what kind of trouble are you guys making up about?"

Mo Qingshan was also helpless, "No way." Mo Heshan refused to let people go, and even took their wives and children as hostages and forced them to rush forward. They could only pretend to sacrifice to avoid the war. ”

Nangong Wufang frowned, "What about those clansmen who were taken hostage? If they 'die', Moheshan will still keep those useless people?"

"Of course not! Mo Heshan has already gone crazy! He has completely ignored it and killed indiscriminately!" Mo Qingshan's face rarely flashed a trace of fierceness, but then the words changed, "However, we have a secret pile." They will find a way to send the relatives of these 'dead' tribesmen out. ”

Boiling frogs in warm water and gradually encroaching on them is indeed a good way to preserve the vitality of the Qinglong clan.

Nangong Wufang didn't ask any more questions, and instead looked around, "What about my grandfather?

"They're in the center of the Magic Square, you come with me. Mo Qingshan explained as he walked, "To deceive Mo Heshan, especially the masters he borrowed from the eldest lady, you have to rely on them to finely manipulate the magic square." It's not an easy job. ”

As soon as the two of them were halfway there, they saw Grandpa Nangong and Youyuan and others coming towards them.

"Oh! You stinky boy are really back? If you don't come back, my Sakura Sakura will get married with a big belly!

Nangong Wufang's eyes glared, "What does this have to do with me? If you want to get married, you can get married, what are you going to do if you wait for me to come back? I can tell you! Do you want gift money? No! Not a single child!"