More than a dozen magic weapons were entrenched in the air, and there were few rain butterflies on Nangong Yan's body.

"Damn ants, you're too much of a deception. ”

The ghost mandarin duck was immersed in refining alone, although he also got a piece of the pie from the middle, but the powerful demonic qi had not been refined, and his strength was only a flash in the pan.

"Click!"

Without paying attention, a small flying blade came to him through Rain Butterfly's defensive net. A little cold star pierced the lower abdomen, and the flying blade was broken into two, but the thin slice of the jade armor also cracked!

The flying blade pushed Nangong Yan back a long way by inertia, and with a slam of his foot, Nangong Yan's body was actually pushed against a wall.

There was no way to retreat, Nangong Yan was furious, and the only two blood-colored pupils in her eyes were also hidden in the darkness.

In the sea of knowledge, the clarity is long gone, and in the dark ocean, Nangong Yan stands in the middle of a pool of water.

"Lord Ghost Mandarin, Lord Ghost Mandarin, they want to kill me, I don't want to die... I don't want to die... Please, I beg you to save my life. ”

Standing in place and crying loudly, within his spiritual sense, where is he still arrogant when he is against hundreds of people.

The magic is exhausted, and the magic weapon is shattered. If you hold on like this, you will be broken into pieces sooner or later!

In the sea of knowledge, viscous black liquid snaked up his body. When he came to his chest, he turned into a strange bird's head, and Nangong Yan, who looked at it with scarlet eyes, felt a chill on his back.

I had never seen these eyes, bloodthirsty, resentful, cold, greedy. How could there be such a pair of eyes staring at him, struggling to retreat backwards, and finding that his feet were already full of slime.

Unable to move, he twisted his body stiffly. As long as he doesn't let these eyes stare at him, he is willing to do whatever he wants to do at this time.

"Little master, are you afraid of me?"

Different from Nangong Yan's imagination, a young girl's voice suddenly sounded in his head.

The trembling man still had tears on his face, and when he heard the little girl's call, he was stunned for a moment, then slowly turned his head, and saw that the strange bird was not far away or close, he subconsciously opened his mouth and asked.

"Are you talking?"

The bird's head snaws upwards and sways from side to side. No matter how she judged it, Nangong Yan didn't understand what this strange bird was trying to do.

Seeing that the man was puzzled, the ghost mandarin duck was not annoyed. The bird's head is like a python, gently wrapping around the man's neck. Rubbing the man's cheek with his sharp beak, the childish voice reappeared.

"Isn't that me, bearer, you hold me in your hand every day, what's going on now? ”

Seeing that he was so intimate, Nangong Yan was still unmoved, and the ghost mandarin asked in a slightly cold tone.

"No... No... I just... It's so exciting... Yes, I was so excited! ”

Even if she was afraid, the delicate-minded Nangong Yan still made a calm judgment. Now that he is being held in the hands of others, if he says the wrong thing, the consequences must be worse than death.

That's a ghost mandarin, an ancient demon!

Seeing the change in the expression on the man's face, the bird's head thought it was on his face.

"Negative person, people fight for your life and death, you must not let down the slave family. ”

One sentence brought Nangong Yan back to reality, she was so scared just now, and for a while she actually forgot that her body was still fighting to the death. Thinking of this, Nangong Yan immediately asked.

"Lord Oni Mandarin, I actually came to see you with something important. ”

At this time, the viscous liquid had crawled all over his body, and he was afraid that if he didn't say anything, he would have no chance, and he would die, how could he let go of the scraps that attacked him. Even if Lao Tzu dies, I have to let all of you be buried together!

With a ruthless heart, Nangong Yan decided to break the net.

Hearing this, the ghost mandarin duck had already climbed onto Nangong Yan's body, and the viscous liquid actually broke away on its own, and the man looked at the scene in front of him and was puzzled. Isn't it to devour him, how can this also let himself go?

The liquid kept boiling and changing, and in the blink of an eye, she turned into a bewitching beauty. Snuggled in Nangong Yan's arms again, opened his neckline, and five fingers gently scratched his bare chest.

"Little enemy, what are you anxious about, no matter what you want, my sister will promise you. Ahahahaha..."

With the woman's profligate laughter, Nangong Yan's expression began to become trance-like.

"I'll give it to you, I'll give it all to you, I... It's yours..."

In the midst of the sea, the man buried his head deep in the woman's chest. The two figures hugged each other tightly and sank into the water.

In the secret room, the Rain Butterfly Divine Armor had been torn off Nangong Yan's body. The pitch-black eyes were covered by the bird's head, the ghost mandarin duck occupied the spiritual platform, and Nangong Yan had already turned into a bird-headed human body.

The degraded left hand returned to its original state, and the muscles of the whole body were growing rapidly.

"I'll make it, brothers, this unfortunate thing will transform too. ”

thought that he would force Nangong Yan into a desperate situation, as long as his strength was exhausted, this son would definitely be defeated. The armor that was so powerful that the eyes of the brothers were shattered, how long could he last.

All fantasies are so taken for granted, but the truth always tells everyone in its truest way, and it is useless not to be too presumptuous.

The bird-headed monster raised its neck slightly, and began to shake from side to side as the neck of the head began. The sound of clicking was endless, and everyone present stood upside down. On both arms, the muscles had swelled to the point of bursting, and the strange man pulled sideways twice, and there was a crunch between the bones again.

As if frozen, a group of people looked at the huge Roshan that was nearly three meters high, constantly adapting to the joints of their bodies.

Almost every bone in his body made sounds, and the bird's head didn't seem to be too satisfied with his body.

Two white gases erupted violently from the wings of his nose, and a pair of purple-black pupils lit up from the dark hole.

"Vomit !!"

The bird's beak was wide open, and a hoarse tearing sound squeezed out of the monster's throat. Hit Nangong Yan Yujia with a small flying blade, and immediately retreated towards the crowd behind him. Not only him, but the crowd that had been irradiated by those purple pupils all chose to retreat as soon as possible.

This time, everyone in the hall of the secret room felt that their lives were about to be threatened.

"Vomit !!"

"Boom !!"

The man with the flying blade thought that he was fast enough, hiding in the dense crowd, even if the monster wanted to kill him, it would take a little time to find it, and he could take advantage of this time, even if he damaged his cultivation, it would be much better to cast the forbidden escape technique than to die here.

He didn't look at the ghost mandarin mandarin eyes, but he had that feeling in his secrets. The person this horrible monster wants to kill the most is the one who first hides himself!

Maybe this is the awakening before death, the man guessed correctly. The ghost mandarin man raised his big foot, and the flying blade man had already been trampled into a ball of minced flesh by him. Only two arms that had fallen outside escaped, and a pair of hands lay alone on the ground.

The bird's beak sticks out its usual tongue and licks some yellow and white things on the soles of its feet.

"Gollum..."

I don't know whether it was excitement or pleasure, but from the sound of the sharp beak, everyone could hear a feeling of satisfaction.

"I'm fast!"

The six monkeys who had cultivated the ape demon supernatural power had already gathered together at this time, and the six brothers practiced ape arts, and their attack speed and action ability were already known for their speed. Yu Wanli and Ji Wu are even more agile than the other four in terms of speed.

The two could only barely see the number of ghost mandarin ducks' movements, but they didn't know exactly how they were.

"Things have completely exceeded our expectations, this mad dog of the Nangong family has been completely devoured by that strange long sword!"

Huang Xiao repeatedly provided shelter for his brothers, and his expression was slightly depressed at this time.

The right hand holding the sword had already melted into one with the sword, and after Huang Xiao's words, he saw the ghost mandarin duck grabbing it wantonly in the crowd with both hands, wanting to taste more of what he wanted. With a flick of his right arm, the sharp sword pierced through a warrior's right leg, and with blood and wails, the ghost duck lifted the man in front of him.

"your grandma's legs, I'm fighting with you!"

Despite the pain, the warrior rounded his arm. Towards the jaw of the strange bird, he slashed at it.

"Dang!"

There was a sound of gold and stone, and the handle of the long knife was held in the soldier's hand, but the blade was already on the ground. There was a dead ash in his eyes, and he clicked, and his sharp beak pecked the man's skull in one bite.

With a flick of his hand, he wanted to pull the long sword directly out of the corpse, but for some reason, the sword body was stuck in the leg bone and couldn't be pulled out. I shook it several times in a row, but I didn't move at all.

The ghost mandarin was quite dissatisfied, and stepped on the corpse with his foot, and directly trampled the corpse into a piece of mud before getting out.

Regaining his freedom, the ghost mandarin did not slaughter the crowd again. A pair of purple pupils stared at its left and right hands several times, and then it made a move that no one expected.

As soon as he bit down on the sword, the sound of tooth grinding echoed throughout the secret room.

"Big brother, what tricks does this monster want to play?"

Wu Qian was very scared at this time, it was not that he had never seen a beast and a wild ghost, but this was the first time he had seen such a fierce and wild one. Lu Ming also couldn't understand that the sword must not be ordinary, and this monster didn't know what to do.

The doubts of the six were quickly answered, and it seemed that being eaten by the spiky beak had exceeded its limit. Under the vigorous bite of the ghost mandarin duck, the sword body was overwhelmed, and fine fine lines appeared on the surface.

Rumble!!!

A white light exploded, and the crowd was blown on their backs by the impact of the explosion.

"Third brother, we won't just die. ”

The strong wind blew everyone couldn't open their eyes at all, the six brothers stood against the wall, and everyone took Zhao Dachuan as the support, waiting for the storm to subside. Yu Wanli and Ji Wu hugged one of Zhao Dachuan's thighs, buried their faces in Zhao Dachuan's legs, and Yu Wanli cried wolf and shouted.

"You ask me... Who do I ask..."

Zhao Dachuan stubbornly climbed the rock wall behind him to prevent himself from being blown away. The mouth was swept by the wind, and the gums were all exposed. Saying six words with difficulty, Zhao Dachuan didn't dare to be distracted, and tried his best to stabilize his body.

After a while, little by little, the wind began to lighten. Those who survived struggled to get up, and one by one they were blown dizzy by the storm and extremely uncomfortable.

The six brothers are all spread on the ground, and if this wind blows again, their little life will definitely be explained here.

Several people looked at each other and laughed, and the brothers worked together to pass another disaster. Although Zhao Dachuan endured the most, fortunately, he was in good health. Looking at the other side, I saw that Bamon and the others also held on, and felt a little relieved.

The so-called sympathy is nothing more than that.

Before the big guys could be happy, the sound of porcelain being smashed again reached from the core of the explosion to everyone's ears.

"My Grandma Heavenly King, this is still over. ”

Wu Qian was about to go crazy, he thought that the strange bird was cocooning itself, and the explosion of that strange long sword had such a strong impact, it shouldn't be a big problem to kill a birdman. But what is this crunchy for, can you not be so scary.

The dizziness caused by the white light faded little by little, and the few dozen people who survived looked in the direction where the sound came from. How they wished it was all an illusion, and what a picture it would have been if the strange birdman had been lying there, his mind full of shards of the sword.

The ruthlessness of reality has once again ravaged this group of people, pushing despair to unprecedented heights.

The ghost mandarin duck sat on the pile of corpses with a big grin, and was cracking his mouth wide and laughing wildly at everyone. Under the silent smile, a strong body was unscathed. The right hand also returned to its original palm, and the two hands were picking and choosing on the ground, and some silver fragments were being dug out of the corpse by the ghost mandarin duck and thrown into his mouth...

Chapter error, click here to submit (registration required),

After submission, the maintenance staff will correct the chapter content within two minutes, please be patient.

-->