Countless snowstorms erupted on the surface of the lake, and sudden waves broke under the ice!

The wind and snow rolled wildly, and a rusty iron chain flew out of the surface of the lake to tie the tail of the Jiao, and without waiting for the black Jiao's golden pupils to turn, two white-clothed figures slapped to the ground, and the second iron chain was thrown out of the river again, tightly wrapping the right paw of the black Jiao.

"Shang" Chen Linge shouted violently, and immediately ran with Wang Qiuyi and Murong Yan, holding on to the iron chain, trying to shake the power of the black Jiao with a mortal body!

Xiao Ningsu swallowed the blood, everyone died, what did she spare her life, King Su's sword scabbard shook back to his shoulder, King Su no longer returned to the sheath, let the sword qi run vertically and horizontally, and the sharp spirit was boundless, rushing towards the huge Jiao's head.

Since I don't die, I will move the iron ropes!

The black Jiao was still indifferent, how did it not know that there were other ants lurking on the ice, but it was just curious about what new means this group of mortals could make to add a touch of fun to its long-dormant and tasteless captivity, so it let the iron chain be tied to the tail of its claws, and moved slightly with great interest, just this movement made Chen Linge and the five people do their best, and the true qi gushed out like a flood.

Only this mortal is slightly more difficult to do, the black Jiao spit out a mouthful of dragon breath, forcing Xiao Ningsu to leap and roll to the ground, avoiding the black Jiao's incomparably cold breath, Jiao Xifu immediately turned into an indestructible ice wall as soon as it touched the ground, but it became a moat in just a few tens of feet.

Hei Jiao's scale armor is as hard as gold and iron, and the mortal world seems to have a divine weapon that is as sharp as clay, and the sword in the hand of this little mortal who struggles to get close has some meaning, I don't know what kind of material it forged, and it was actually made by the mortal envoy, who was able to break its scale armor and cut a piece of Jiao's whisker.

When it was still dominating the waters of one side, there was a monk who easily subdued it with such a Dao soldier, and the stars shifted, and Heijiao didn't know how many muddy days and nights he had passed, and he fell into this Taihua glacial lake and became a frozen ghost!

Hei Jiao exhaled in annoyance, so it turned into a dark blue frost and cold breath, a little stained on Xiao Ningsu's wrist, frostbite and bruising, if it weren't for Xiao Ningsu's true qi, the cold qi seeped into the meridians, and it was difficult to expel it.

A small black Jiao, there is no golden pool dragon ball, Hugh said that the enemy is no match for the proud son of the Taoist Sect Tianmen, let alone the real Daoist monarch reprimanded at will, Jiaozhong is also confused, can not swallow the wind and transform the real dragon, let people accept it casually, and fall here, it is really a disaster.

There was a slight itch under the scales, Jiaolong came back to his senses, and the golden pupils lifted the gloom, this Jiao scruples are the Taoist soldiers on your ants, and he showed mercy under his claws again and again, he really thought that he was a monk who had achieved the Tao! Although Jiao couldn't fight the Tianmen Golden Pool, isn't it enough to concoct a spiritual spiral? !

Su Wang's sharp qi was as hidden as a cicada's wings, scraping off the scales under the neck of the black Jiao, and then stabbing it, and a drop of dark dragon blood overflowed in obscurity, the black Jiao was tyrannical, and the scale armor was like a wave surging, and it was thrown violently.

"Pull!" Chen Linge shouted, and two iron chains burst out on the ice, wrapped in white clothes, and lay in ambush for a long time, and the rest of the heroes who were facing the frost raised their hands and flew out of the chains, and the claws and tails of the black Jiao were all bound, and they seemed to be unable to move for a while!

Chen Linge's muscles were tattooed, his bronzed face was sweating like pulp, and he was actually steaming all over his body under the severe cold, looking at the tree people on his side, all of them were like this, and he would never let go of his hand despite the breath of Xuanhan, great perseverance!

Xiao Ning Sufeng's eyes were red, and she held her sword and gasped. She was already thin, and the battle of Songtao Cliff destroyed too much of her heritage, and she was constantly subjected to the black Jiao's pounce and tail sweep, and the power of one person delayed the black Jiao for dozens of breaths, which really made her almost to the limit.

Han Yu is the white-clothed people hidden on the ice, a few days ago, Xiao Xiao, Chen Linge, Murong Yan, and Wang Qiuyi had been demarcated to temporarily move the sight of Heijiao, allowing the next four to hide their breath to hide the ice, and use the iron chain of the earth-binding dragon to do their best to drag Heijiao.

So far, Han Yu has been unable to take care of Xiao Ningsu's various things, he is holding a dragon rope by himself, recklessly, tearing the tiger's mouth inch by inch, the ice under his feet has been stepped out of two pits, and the sun shines, this extremely clear lake is still bottomless!

The five dragon ropes trembled sharply, the palms of his hands were slippery, and Han Yu shouted, "Cloth nets!"

The ice surface is dense like a spider web, "creaking" cracked, and the last man in white suddenly stood up, throwing high in white, but it was a woman in red, like winter fireworks, the big net frozen in the ice was mentioned, and countless ice and snow were shaken off by "Peng", and flew straight into the sky.

Xiao Ningsu smiled knowingly, she was waiting for this moment!

The only female grandmaster in the top ten of the Yingjie list, "Red Skirt Dance" Ouyang!

The big net was generous, and Heijiao didn't expect such a net to come out, so he roared wildly and made a strong start.

Xiao Ningsu jumped in the air, but he was not referring to the big net, but to the surface of the ice! The tip of Su Wang's sword was round, and an equally rusty and mottled pillar appeared, Ouyang was right, the great masters of the Vicious Battlefield Dragon back then really had a lot of legacy!

A few days ago, a group of grandmasters had already finalized a strategy to deal with Heijiao, four people attacked, four people pulled the rope, Ouyang cast the net, and then Xiao Ningsu on the side of the guerrilla took over the big net and tied the black Jiao in one fell swoop!

Manpower alone is no match for Heijiao, not to mention that the second daughter's net is the limit, how can you talk about binding the dragon?

Don't forget that there have been great grandmasters who have joined forces to fight the dragon, Ouyang is the descendant of the great grandmaster back then, and naturally knows the secrets of the early years, this rope is the dragon rope, this net, that is, the dragon binding net, if you can fight the earth dragon, you can fight the dragon!

The figure is illusory to the extreme, Xiao Ningsu fastened the dragon net lock on the iron pillar, and Ouyang Hong's skirt in the distance swirled, obviously also prepared, at this time, Lasso and everyone saw that the two girls had finished the layout, and they all turned around and sprinted, Xiao Ningsu and Ouyang immediately followed, stabbing the dragon pillar that had been placed for a long time along the way.

"Papa" "Papa" The dragon rope hooked the dragon pillar one after another, and Hei Jiao finally realized that the group of ants in front of him had done a good job, and instead of recklessly coming to die, he shook the big net on his body frantically, but how could the net that bound the earth dragon be so easy to break?

Watching the dragon crackle with the big net connected by the steel rings on his body, the lock was tight and straight, and the dragon binding pillar squeezed out a tooth-sore astringent sound, still tightly binding the black Jiao.

After taking a serial spear, Chen Linge took a mouthful of blood foam, and said with a long smile: "Look at your cowardice, wouldn't another iron drill really bake it on the skewer fire, haha." ”

The black Jiao's heart was extremely angry, saliva dripped, and the pale golden Jiao's pupils stared at the mortals who laughed loudly, it no longer tried to shake off the big net, but suddenly spewed out the Xuanhan true breath that had been brewing in its stomach for a long time.

As soon as the dark blue Jiaoxi spit out, the wind and snow condensed frost and poured it on the dragon binding pillar, gradually turning from rust to frost white.

"Smack!" The black Jiao will hold it again, the dragon pillar will burst, the big net will be slightly loose, the Jiao's head will turn, and he will vomit again.

There are still two or three whitebait fish under the ice lake, and how to turn the earth upside down on the ice has nothing to do with them, only swim in the lake regardless of others, and in the water, there are naturally more than one or two big fish and small fish!