Chapter 212

"Ugly, did you see that guy with purple eyebrows?"

Lao Qian also pretended to be greedy, looking at the golden peach tree, but secretly secretly transmitted the voice to Ah Chou.

"Boss, I've seen it a long time ago, that guy is your past enemy, boss. ”

Ah Ugly's big eyes rolled, and he also secretly passed on the news to Qian Xing.

"Well, today I am fighting with this Baolong, you keep an eye on him, and once I do it to him, you rush over to interfere with their accomplices. ”

In Ugly's eyes, a crimson fierce light flashed: "Okay, boss, don't worry." This purple-eyebrow guy has gotten us in trouble a few times, and he should have been killed a long time ago. ”

Ugly stood on Lao Qian's shoulder and began to look around, a blackbird looked around, and did not let Baolong take it to heart.

Lao Qian looked at the golden peach tree with a greedy look, and he didn't mean to do anything to Baolong immediately, which made Baolong's heart let go a lot.

In this Tiangang Peach Blossom Array, almost all of the friends who had a relationship with him shouted over, but as a result, including the disciples of this sect, four died at once, and there were no more people to shout for the time being.

As long as you get out of this Tiangang Peach Blossom Array------ hehe, boy, you are good-looking.

On the bodies of nearly thirty monks, various colors of light lit up one after another, some of them frantically added protective Dao methods to their bodies, and some opened the mana of the protective magic weapons on their bodies to the maximum.

A burst of pink-gold light lit up on Lao Qian's body, and hundreds of golden peach blossoms bloomed on the surface of the golden and jade merit sandalwood armor that turned into a tight robe.

Suddenly, a misty and beautiful starlight enveloped Lao Qian's whole body.

The golden-pink peach blossoms and the silver misty starlight complement each other, setting off the old money.

In the line of this sao bag, it gives people a sense of vitality and prosperity, like a spring breeze, and the shop is coming.

And the yellow-gray and yellow-gray sword light around the golden flying sword gives people the feeling of autumn and winter, and everything is withering.

It's like a young man, but holding a sword of death, giving people a weird feeling.

The power of this flower, although it was not long to comprehend, took root on the entire golden jade merit sandalwood armor, and it can be expressed vividly through the golden peach blossoms on Lao Qian's body.

However, this gray power cannot be recognized and cooperated by the Golden Jade Merit Tan Armor, and can only be used as a means of attack through the Golden Flying Sword.

Who called the body of the Golden Jade Merit Tan armor is a plant, and for the power of ash withering, it is naturally a natural dislike.

Lao Qian was very satisfied with his outfit, ignoring the three Star Palace monks next to him, and rolled his eyes at himself.

As soon as this star turban is taken out, it is equivalent to the monks of the Star Palace, one of your fellow disciples, who died at his own hands.

However, Lao Qian can't manage so much now, the tentacles of this golden hundred-headed dragon are too perverted, and with an extra magic weapon of protection, the chances of saving life are also one more point.

The monk gate was about to stop, and a depressing momentum suddenly erupted in the audience, although this momentum was not earth-shattering, but it was also like a tsunami, suffocating!

That's the desire for wealth and liliang!

Under this desire, people's liliang can be said to be infinitely stimulated!

Even the golden hundred-headed dragon, which was still arrogant just now, had a solemn expression on his face with only a big mouth and two nostrils!

"Kill!"

I don't know which guy roared.

"遽------遽遽-----遽-----------"

Dozens of Dao rays of various colors of Dao light rang out, accompanied by a huge whistling sound, blasting indiscriminately towards the golden hundred-headed dragon standing on top of the golden peach blossom petals and guarding the Tsukidan!

The entire space within the 100 zhang range of the Golden Peach Tree seemed to be distorted in all kinds of light!

"Whew!"

Dozens of golden tentacles danced wildly above and below the golden hundred-headed dragon.

Hundreds of golden slender whip shadows flew out from the golden tentacles, heading towards these dozens of rays of light!

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Like a swarm of bombshells exploding at the same time,

Hundreds of golden whips, all wiped out!

And dozens of sword light Dao method attacks, about half of them were left, blasting towards the golden hundred-headed dragon!

Damn, so strong?

The golden light on the golden hundred-headed dragon flashed, and it immediately disappeared in place, and immediately appeared about ten feet below the canopy.

The first time Fang attacked, many monks did not target the attack on the golden hundred-headed dragon, but directly went to seize the Jidan, which not only reduced the power of the joint attack, but also gave the golden hundred-headed dragon a chance to break through.

This time, everyone has learned to be obedient, and if you don't kill this monster, no one will want to get anything1

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The attack formed by the twenty sword light path methods was like twenty meteors, dragging its gorgeous tails and hitting the golden peach blossom fiercely.

A brilliant explosion that instantly covers the entire canopy!

Tsukidan was swept into the sky by the shock wave.

Only a small part of a petal of a huge golden peach blossom was blown away, and the fragments fluttered in the air with the shock wave of the explosion!

And those branches and leaves, which were blown off and floated in the air, were only a dozen tiny branches and dozens of leaves!

This golden peach blossom is so hard!

"!" Many monks' eyes were red, and half of the nearly thirty people attacked, I am afraid that even half of the hill could be flattened, but only a small piece of golden peach blossom petals and a dozen tiny branches and dozens of leaves were blown off.

Baby, what a baby!

However, the golden hundred-headed dragon did not have anything to do with it.

So, a group of monks launched a second attack on the golden hundred-headed dragon again!

As long as this monster doesn't leave, or doesn't die, no one will go up to die as a monk!

"Whew---" The silver-haired monk of the Heavenly Wolf Gate immediately let out a long roar in the sky, and a silver fluctuation, like a gust of silver wind, instantly restrained the golden hundred-headed dragon!

The mystery of the wind wolf demon ------ the binding of the silver wind!

"Wow!" a Shuiyunmen monk shook his head, his long blue hair, turned into a large stream of water, like a rushing river, bound by the golden hundred-headed dragon bound by the silver wind, and the overlapping waves in the river were like blades, constantly cutting at the prey trapped in the center of the river.

The trapped people of the water transport gate are not learning: "A hundred heavy waves!"