Chapter 1171: Burning Ice Sacred Palace 9

It's the first time they've been patrolling and they're a little excited to meet someone like the lord of Futaba Castle, and if they're entertained well, they'll definitely be promoted in the future. ใ€Latest chapter reading. ใ€‘

This is also the reason why they rushed all the way and did not let others tell them.

"Futaba Castle Lord still needs a token to come?" The Ice Saint Palace Palace Lord frowned.

With the same hand, he sucked the flying dragon order in the air and looked down, and his face suddenly sank: "Rice bucket, this flying dragon order is fake." โ€

With that, he threw his backhand the ground.

The Wyvern Order immediately shattered, revealing the wood of the dirt inside.

Flying Dragon Order, that is the token of the intelligence officers of Futaba City to contact him, how can he represent the Lord of Futaba City,

Damn, it's a mixed bag.

"Ah...... "The messenger who thought he would be rewarded was terrified, this ......

"Come on, go and see who dares to impersonate the mountain." The Ice Saint Palace Palace's face sank like water.

"Yes." The guards in charge of the palace immediately moved.

And at the same moment when the Palace Master of the Ice Saint Palace discovered the fake token, the scarred man who had already rushed up to the inner palace of the Ice Saint Palace paused violently.

It was the moment they paused.

Two small black figures rushed out of the scarred man's body and flew into the sky in an instant.

The eight claws sucked in violently, and the twenty black crystal boxes that were carried up by the twenty flew up with a bang.

Fly in all directions.

"Ah......" The people of the Ice Saint Palace, who were still leading the way for this group in front, couldn't help but sigh when they saw this, and they didn't come back to their senses at all.

But at their shout, the twenty men moved.

I saw that these twenty people moved in unison, and quickly took out a purple-red crystal from their arms, and saw that they had weathered and turned into twenty black-red big bows in an instant, one for each person.

Draw the bow and take the arrow, aiming for the upper bow.

It's all just a matter of moments.

Drawing the bow and aiming at the twenty people who were flying down in the air in all directions, the arrow was like a meteor, and it was out in an instant.

But when I saw the black-red golden light passing by, the black box exploded in mid-air with a bang.

In the deafening explosion, the fiery red magma-like thing,