"What?"

...

What Jing Meng said, what was he going to say to the way of playing with fire to the Dragon Star Dao people, but the sound that was spreading in the air now was really not what I said.

What the.. ？

Long Xingdao's face changed greatly, full of horror, and he shouted anxiously: "Quick, quick, get me out..."

Jing Meng had already reacted, and was about to sprint, when there was a sudden loud noise in his ears, and the black shadow iron cables in front of him were locked on the road like a snake-like dragon.

"Haha..."

A hearty sound sounded behind him, Jing Meng looked back, and suddenly his expression froze, he did see a person sitting on a coffin, and the iron rope blocking his way was derived from that coffin, and more importantly, this person himself had seen it not long ago.

Statue of King Dayang.

The emperor whose name has many prefixes.

Although he is now sitting on the coffin board, he does not have an eerie feeling at all, let alone the majesty of a statue, but has a bit of intimacy.

His complexion was calm and radiant like the sun.

His eyes did look at himself, and he smiled lightly like an uncle next door.

Jing Meng was stunned, and the vigilance against him in his heart suddenly decreased, and he still had a good impression, and he couldn't help but smile and nod and prepare to say hello....

"Hmph..."

Long Xing Daoren was unhappy, his eyes were gloomy and scraped on the face of the Great Yang King, and he roared in a low voice: "Are you here to make a joke, are you going to come here to meddle in some more nosy business, you had better not interfere in the affairs of this Dao Master, otherwise I will pick up your grave." ”

King Dayang ignored him, and his eyes still fell on his body: "Little brother, hello." ”

"Hello," Jing Meng said quickly.

King Dayang nodded: "Little brother, you have already got what you want, go back." ”

"Ah..... ," the Taoist couldn't help but roar, pointed at the nose of the Great Yang King and scolded: "Old thief, !@##..... , what do you want to do, do you want to do my good things, if you dare to do my good things, I will make you immortal. As he spoke, his eyes turned, and his face was instantly filled with unstoppable kindness, and he said softly, softly, and gently: "Jingmeng Xiaoyou, I am very close to you, so let's become brothers, and let you be the eldest brother, how about being blessed and enjoying hardships in the future....?"

Such a cheap little brother seems to be very profitable.

Jing Meng's face was gloomy, as if he was thinking.

"Hehe..."

King Dayang laughed, glanced at the Taoist with disdain, and said, "Your words are credible....? If what you say counts, you won't be trapped here." ”

Jing Meng's eyes were raised, and he suddenly became a little wary of the Taoist, this guy is flamboyant, he doesn't look like a good person, what he says can count?

He doesn't ask for any brothers, and he doesn't dare to be his big brother.

Only ask yourself to save him, and don't kill me.

The Taoist was in a hurry, first scolded the Great Yang King with a crackle, and then there was a 180-degree turn, a good person, a good voice, and said to himself angrily: "My Dragon Star speaks a word, and a hundred dragons can't pull it back." ”

This time, the Great Yang King did not make any sarcastic words, but the look on his face that seemed to be smiling was more piercing than any sarcastic words.

Jing Meng's eyes gurgled in his eyes.

Let's take a look at the Great Sun King in a moment....

Let's take a look at the Dragon Star Dao people in a while....

The face of the Great Sun King was always smiling and always kind.

But Long Xing Daoren's heart had almost raised his throat, and when he saw Jing Meng looking at him, he hurriedly smiled, and was very courteous, and when he saw Jing Meng looking at the Great Yang King, his expression was immediately gloomy and almost dripping.

"Huh.."

Suddenly, Jing Meng laughed softly, as if she was about to make a decision.

Although the Great Yang King didn't look worried with a kind face, the corners of his slightly narrowed eyes had betrayed him, and the Longxing Daoist was even more unbearable, and roared: "Jing Meng, what a man says must count, if a man speaks, he must count, Jing Meng, are you a man?"

Jing Meng ignored him, turned to the Great Sun King, and nodded.

"Hehe..."The Great Yang King understood and laughed: "Young man, you have benefited the world......

"Whew..."

But as soon as his words were settled, Jing Meng's body was flashing rapidly, and the thunderbolt passed through the iron chain blockade of the Great Sun King in the blink of an eye, and ran rapidly.

Break the formation.

"Ahh

Long Xingdao people were overjoyed and sad.

Originally, he thought that Jing Meng would not help him after listening to the words of the Great Yang King, thinking that he would die, and his heart had fallen to the bottom of the sad Pacific Ocean, but he never thought that Jing Meng would actually play him and the Great Yang King.

"Haha..."The Dragon Star Daoist was very happy to be played.

But the Great Sun King really didn't see annoyance on his face, but still had this smile on his face, and shook his head gently....

"Whoosh.... Whoosh..."

The chain is like a dragon.

Iron as a dragon.

It's hard to escape the palm of your hand.

The iron ropes on the coffin under the throne of the Great Sun shook, and instantly gathered together, rushing towards Jing Meng like a dragon, and it was just a blink of an eye that caught up with him.

The sound of the iron rope behind him rattling and rattling made his heart almost sink to the bottom.

I knew that the iron rope would definitely catch up with me, but I didn't know that they would come so fast, and I understood in my heart that the difference between my cultivation and the Great Sun King was more than a star and a half.

Probably a few mountains.

Or maybe there are several mountains that can't be stopped.

"Whoa..."

The iron ropes that gathered together bloomed like flowers behind Jing Meng, and Jing Meng's shadows covered his body, and his face went black, and suddenly the shadows moved, and they suddenly shrank like petals, wanting to encompass themselves.

"Hmph..."

There is a gap..... There are several mountains in it .... But I wonder how high these mountains really are.

With a kick under his feet, his body turned around directly, facing the iron rope head-on, and saw that it was like a flower, and saw that it was like an octopus: "You all give me a way away." ”

Ruyi sword pointed.

There was a flash of electric light, hitting the bull's-eye, and the point was in the middle of the iron cable.

"Bang..."

The sound is magnificent, Jing Meng's sword sparks and lightning look very scary, but it really scares himself.

As.... Split rocks.

As.... Chop the pieces of iron.

As..... Zhen's arm is so numb.

To his surprise, the rope didn't move.

"Uh..."

The corners of his mouth twitched, and suddenly the black shadow on his face flickered, and he sighed in his heart How dare he stay for a long time, and he pressed his sword against the iron rope with his sword, and his body retreated violently into a meteor.

"Smack...."

At the moment when he escaped, the iron rope suddenly contracted, and the loud sound of slapping together shocked his face slightly pale, if he didn't retreat quickly, he couldn't become a strip at this moment, how dare he try, and he hurriedly floated out of the air ten meters without waiting for his feet to land, and when his feet landed, he ran quickly with his tail between his legs.

"Whoa..."

Behind him, he heard the voice move.

Indeed, the iron cables that had originally gathered together suddenly separated, and they were all straight like javelins. , Feeling the strong wind behind him, Jing Meng hurriedly jumped and dodged.

As soon as the footsteps were raised, the iron rope slammed in.

"Huh... Swish.. Whew....."

The iron rope standing upright in the air was like a sharp arrow and the black shadow dotted on the ground densely made Jing Meng shudder, and when he saw all the black spots on the ground move, his heart was half cold, isn't this to wear himself into a sieve?

Grab the Ruyi sword and want to struggle reflexively...

"Hey, don't you think I don't exist" The voice of the Taoist sounded, his teeth were closed, his face was strangely blood-red, and the feather fan waved wildly.

"Sting..."Eight bursts of thunder robbery.

"Bang ....." eight fist giants.

They gathered to suppress the Daoist, but this time the Daoist seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, his body was standing still, and the Daoist method he used was not completely suppressed.

The wind swept on the iron cable that was about to pierce Jing Meng into a sieve, and directly blew it into a screech, blowing all the way upside down.

"Whew.."

Jing Meng let out a sigh of relief, the feeling of being targeted by those shadows was really uncomfortable, and he hurriedly accelerated his speed to break through the formation, and at this moment there was only one Jingmen left, as long as he could get out from there, this big array would definitely be in chaos.

"Hmph..."

The good-looking face of the Great Yang King finally became gloomy: "Long Xing, did you come out and ask me?"

It was not a palm print, but a cluster of light that emitted this scorching heat like a furnace of the sun.

The moment it just evolved, Jing Meng felt that the air around him heated up suddenly, and it was so hot that it was even painful to breathe, and when he formed and left his hand, he felt that the air around him was melted through it, and his body was like being thrown into a pot of oil, squeaking.... , hurriedly transported the cold to resist, but it was ineffective at all, there was no effect at all, sweating in an instant, sweating all over the body was dried directly in the blink of an eye, the lips burst, and the blood was boiling.

"Huh...," gritted his teeth.

"Goo....", the voice of choice.

".....Gurgling" trembling sound.

The Taoist face demon was red and dripping blood, and the two eyeballs directly became blood wheels, he raised the middle finger of his right hand and touched the center of his eyebrows lightly, his face was snow-white, his eyes were still dead gray, and his left hand went towards Jing Meng.

"Huh" floated out a snow-white light feather, but it did not pass through to save Jing Meng, but leisurely, leisurely, slowly falling to the ground.

"Hum..."

Suddenly, his eyes were dark, and he felt like he was floating in the air, and he was seeing the light in an instant, but he did find that he was already outside the Eight Array Gate and was thrown heavily on the ground.

"Hahahaha....."