Bang! Bang!

There was a series of muffled sounds, and several figures fell and flew several feet, and one by one vomited blood. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The movement here attracted the attention of the surrounding area. The villagers of Juhe Village all looked over at this time.

After seeing it clearly, one by one shouted 'Dark Dust Niru' and gathered over.

Wuchen helped Pang Niu and walked to Xue Maoliang's side.

Xue Maoliang rubbed his cloudy old eyes and said, "Wuchen, your way, is it really you." I'm not going to be dreaming. ”

Wuchen smiled and said, "Village Chief." It's not a dream, it's me really back. ”

"Okay, good!" Xue Maoliang grabbed Wuchen's arm and said repeatedly, he grabbed it quite hard, as if he was afraid that Wuchen would run away.

The surrounding villagers of Juhe Village were all in tattered clothes, and their bodies were full of whip marks and wounds, but their eyes looking at Wuchen were full of reverence and blazing light.

"Come with me, everybody. Although Wuchen was extremely angry, he didn't show it, and said in a deep voice.

This gentle sentence warmed the hearts of all the villagers.

They knew that they were finally saved.

Because of the genius of the Dao God Palace, Wuchen Niru is here!

Wu Chen, together with Pang Niu and Xue Maoliang, walked down the tower and walked along the path from which the clearing had come.

Those young men of the Black Witch Clan who were in charge of guarding looked at each other one by one, but they didn't dare to make a sound because of the majesty of the black dust just now.

At this moment, only the sound of a hurried gong sounded.

The bodies of the villagers of Juhe Village trembled slightly at the same time, as if they had encountered something terrible, and looked at Wuchen with some horror.

At the same time, Wuchen felt that Xue Maoliang's body was trembling slightly.

Suddenly, Xue Maoliang broke away from Wuchen's hand, pushed him hard, and said loudly: "Wuchen Niru, you hurry up." Leave us alone!"

Wuchen gently patted Xue Maoliang on the back and said softly, "Village Elder, don't worry. ”

But I saw thousands of black witch people dressed in black clothes and black robes, gathered together behind everyone.

Three figures stood at the forefront.

Among the three figures, standing at the end was the Black Witch Patriarch Saban, who was standing behind the two figures with a face hanging down at this moment, with a humble and flattering expression.

One of the two figures in front of Saban looked at Wuchen's gaze, first surprised, and finally a flash of ecstasy.

Although this person changed into black civilian clothes, Wu Chen still recognized him at a glance, Guo Changhe of the Flying Dragon Martial Academy.

Guo Changhe was surrounded by a short and thin old man, who was holding a long staff of dead wood, and his two eyes occasionally showed a strange yellow light on his wrinkled face.

Saban is a fourth-order sixth-level great wizard, equivalent to a six-fold martial artist.

Although it is a step higher than Wuchen, Wuchen is confident that it will be defeated.

But Guo Changhe and the old man beside him made Wuchen feel a great pressure.

Wuchen inadvertently glanced at the seven swords beside him, Liu Yunlong said that the seven of them could fight together, and they could defeat Zongwu, and even Junwu had the strength to fight.

Wuchen hadn't seen them make a move, and he couldn't help but feel a little bottomless in his heart. But at this point, I can only choose to believe.

"Little friend of Wuchen, I didn't expect us to meet here. Guo Changhe stepped forward, his face full of kind and kind smiles.

Those who don't know will probably really think that Guo Changhe is the elder of Wuchen's family.

The black dust was like cold iron, and said: "Guo Changhe, there are no other people in the martial arts academy here, why bother to act like an elder and pretend to be an elder? Don't you feel disgusting, I can't stand it anymore." ”

Guo Changhe's face was stunned, and he looked up to the sky and smiled: "Hehe, young man, that's a good point." ”

Saying that, Guo Changhe's face changed suddenly, and he changed into an extremely hideous, cruel and vicious expression: "Is this okay?"

Wuchen smiled and said, "That's right." I don't like those fake rats the most, but fortunately, Senior Guo is not that kind of person. ”

Guo Changhe also laughed a few times when he heard this, but suddenly turned his head and whispered a few words to the old man beside him.

When the old man heard this, the yellow light in his eyes skyrocketed, and he looked at Wuchen and said, "Brother Guo, what you said is true?"

"Then is it fake?" Guo Changhe's face was pale, he turned his head to look at Wuchen and said, "You don't know yet, this is the ancestor of the Black Witch Clan, Satsuma..."

Guo Changhe still wanted to say something, but he saw Satsuma take a step, and the deadwood staff in his hand pointed at Wuchen and said loudly: "Junior, did you really swallow the dragon medicine?"

At the moment when Satsuma took a step, Wuchen only felt a monstrous pressure, and Huo suddenly came.

It was as if the entire dark sky was about to fall.

At this moment, the seven swords took a step forward at the same time. Wuchen felt the pressure suddenly decrease.

The yellow light in Satsuma's eyes flickered, he looked the dust up and down, suddenly smiled, and said loudly: "It's really nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!"

Satsuma looked like crazy, but he didn't notice a faint smile on Guo Changhe's face beside him.

At this time, I saw Satsuma's long staff slamming the ground hard, raising his hands to the sky and saying, "Ancestral beast! The elixir has arrived! Please give the holy fire and enjoy the food!"

The voice fell.

Wow!

At the top of the tower behind them, a hill of flames suddenly lit up.

A raging fire lit up the sky and everything around it, like day.

Above the fire, stood a majestic figure hundreds of feet high.

It was like a eagle vulture, but it had a short head and a long pointed beak that hung down to its abdomen.

The two giant wings were tightly attached to the body, and each feather that was several feet long or even dozens of feet long was like steel, exuding a cold and dark brilliance under the light of the firelight.

What's even more strange is that this huge bird and beast is as black as ink, and even all its eyes, beak, and claws seem to have been fished out of ink.

Such a huge desolate beast crouched on top of the tower, and Wuchen didn't even notice it.

At this moment, I saw two black rays of light on the eyes of the giant beast, and swept towards the black dust.

Immediately afterward, I saw it raise a huge claw and slowly open it.

A dark green flame appeared silently and slowly fell.

The moment Guo Changhe saw the flames, his body shook slightly.

But suddenly he saw the eyes of the huge bird and beast in the height, and glanced at him for some reason.

Guo Changhe steadied his body.

At this time, Satsuma had words in his mouth and made a big move.

The dark green flew over with a whoosh and landed in Satsuma's palm.

"Gah!"

A loud thunderous sound rang out.

But when he saw the huge desolate beast on the top of the tower, one swooped down and pounced on the black dust.

The beast's wings didn't spread, and it was still some distance from the dust.

But it rolled up a strong wave like a hurricane and slapped at Wuchen and the people of Juhe Village.

"Six Swords Net!"

A coquettish cheer rang out.

(To be continued.) )