The scales on the konjac turned into a black sphere, wrapping the ghosts.

At that moment, the ghost looked up and his face was screaming, but he had already triggered the gods to blew himself up and could not stop.

Almost at the same time.

boom!

A loud bang sounded from the closed black scale sphere.

The explosion, which was supposed to be terrible, was completely wrapped in a black scale sphere.

There was no trace of omission, but within a second or two, the black scales turned into dust and disappeared.

The konjac mouth overflows with a trace of black blood, and the black scales are equivalent to his avatar and are part of his body.

If it is not forced to help, the konjac is absolutely impossible to use his own konjac scales.

The konjac licked his lips, and the faint red awns flashed in the eyes. Some of them were not reconciled. The monks who smashed the peaks in the district actually let themselves pay the price of the konjac avatar. They all blamed themselves for their carelessness, and they would take it lightly. The opportunity for people to revive themselves.

The konjac was secretly annoyed, and the far-end one thought that he would be ruined in this blast, and the rest of his life was full of shock.

The self-destruction of the monks of the refining imaginary peak was so smashed, and even a trace of the aftermath was not released.

What kind of terrorist strength is this?

Uganda was in the air and his body trembled slightly.

The night five-star killer is not an opponent, and the self-destruction can't hurt the other side. What is the difference?

Uganda only felt that there was a cold air in the bottom of her heart, and there was no fight against the situation.

In fact, at this time, the most uneasy thing is the night soul. He and the ghost can't help the magic man, not to mention the ghost has fallen.

How to play singles?

As a killer, the night spirit has always been a cheetah hidden in the darkness, always looking down on the target.

At this moment, the night soul did not have that posture, and the hands behind him could not control the slight trembling.

The night spirit even lost the active attack, even if the konjac is so small, it will be in a state of emptiness and no defense.

Can be a good opportunity, the night soul does not dare to have a slight change, he has a psychological defeat.

The konjac gasped a little, and soon returned to the gods, and turned to look at the night soul, faintly said, "Do you want to blew yourself?"

The muzzle is light and tasteless, as if it were just two chats that met after the encounter between passers-by.

But listening to the night soul is more impactful than threatening roar, indicating that the other party simply did not put yourself in the eye.

The night soul swelled back, and the heart jumped, without hesitation, turning and flying like an arrow.

Escape is the night soul. At the moment, I can only think of what I can do.

Just in a flash, the night soul reacted and fled, and it could not be done, because it has been completely blocked, it is a confined space.

The night soul immediately slammed into the wall of the squad, because he was scared, he did not think about it.

When it was found that the front was a wall, the brakes were too late, and the night spirit hit the wall.

A loud bang, as if the sky had fallen.

It’s just that the thunder and the rain are small. Except for the night spirit, I feel dizzy, and I’m not shaking it.

The small celestial nine secluded arrays are the sacred sacred sacred sacred demons left by the Devils of the Underworld, and the fit monks can't escape, let alone the sacred monks.

The cultivation of the night spirit is comparable to the ghost, but the latter is even more powerful than the night soul in actual combat power.

The action of the night soul escaped, so that the Earl's House was still thoroughly cooled in the heart of the battle.

The next scene will make their cool heart become desperate.

The konjac figure flashed and appeared behind the night spirit, and the claws caught under the cover of the night spirit.

The night spirit has no rebellion, just a pair of eyes wide open, trying to struggle, but the body is not under his control.

The magic is like the sea, pouring into the night spirit, almost no resistance, the **** is swallowed up by the konjac.

Then the body of the night soul quickly shrinks and will soon become a dry body.

The konjac hand is loose, and the body of the night soul is turned into a fly ash and disappears.

All the vitality of the night spirit was swallowed up by the konjac instantly. The internal injuries that had previously resisted the ghost's self-explosion quickly recovered 7788.

"The taste of the human soul is really sweet and delicious." The konjac took a deep breath and enjoyed talking to himself, and then looked at the melee's Earl's House and the Mozong monk. "It's time to eat."

Said the konjac opened his mouth wide, a black python was spit out from the mouth.

When the black sputum is spit, the expression of the konjac is somewhat painful, as if it is difficult to produce.

As soon as the black scorpion exits, the body size gradually becomes larger, up to ten feet.

The surrounding magical power suddenly increased, and the scorpion letter in the black sputum mouth stretched out, and the horrible dark red light flashed and jumped in both eyes.

hiss!

The black scream made a sharp scream, such as a black lightning flashing out, and instantly appeared in front of one of the demons.

When the magic was too late to react, he was swallowed by a black scorpion, and even the screams did not become a black-bellied belly.

There was no pause in the black scorpion, and one of the demons was swallowed, and the four magical sorcerers were eaten.

The demon of the Earl's House suddenly made a mess, and there was still a mind to fight again.

Not to mention Xiaoyan, even Wuhuada was frightened, and there was a shadow in the heart of the demon, and now directly doubted life.

"Everyone should not be chaotic. Is this a closed isolation space, can you escape? You will only be broken by one by one. Since both sides are dead, it is better to deal with the dead animal first."

In the chaos, the voice of Long Erniang rang in the sea of ​​every demon in the Earl's Court.

The sound is sharp and deafening, as if it is in the ear.

The count of the Earl's House was a shock to the heart, and the thoughts that were unreasonable were a little calmer.

Long Er Niang said that it is good, where can't escape, the night souls can't break through the wall, they are counted as green onions, so many people join hands, maybe there is still a trace of life.

"Everyone listened to my orders and attacked the seven-foot part of the dead animal together. Do not keep your hands and take out all your skills and kill."

Just a second apart, Long Erniang’s voice rang again.

All the demons in Earl's Court are also red at this time. No one wants to die. It is about their own lives, and who will stay.

For a time, the sun was shining and slamming into the black from all directions.

Looking at the Uganda that was suspended more than ten meters away from me, the face was mocking and smiling. "Wu Da Da, at the end of the count, you have to rely on a mother to preside over the overall situation. In the past few years, it has been too high. You, you are just a timid mouse, and you will be treated as your biggest enemy. Now it seems that you really don't deserve it."

Wuhuada’s face was gloomy and not a word, but this state only maintained a breath, and suddenly his face changed, he arched his hand. “Wu’s eyes don’t know Taishan, I don’t know that the lord is the person of the meditation, Wu’s I am willing to join the Mozong and share the worry for the Lord."

The smile on the face became clearer. "Wu Da Da, do you think it is possible?"

boom!

On the occasion of the dialogue between the two black prisoners, there was a loud noise from the far end.

Dozens of magical attacks are all on the black scorpion, and the horrible explosion oscillates. One wave after another waves like a shock wave in a confined space.

The crowds that retreated to the vicinity of the wall were smashed, and every time a shock wave hit, thousands of monks would fall.

The ghosts and sorcerers who came to participate in the Tianfeng Fair had a population of 500,000, but at this time they were not even half.

The indiscriminate mad attack lasted for a few minutes, and the sorcerers of the Counties in the Earl of Counties tried their best until they exhausted.

When the bombardment subsided, the brilliance disappeared, the dust and smoke dispersed, and the black squat was suspended in the void, and even a snake scale was not damaged.

Blackbird seems to have just experienced a comfortable and comfortable massage.

The dragon two mothers are bleeding, what is this magic animal?

"Continue to kill..."

Long Er Niang eyes are dissatisfied with bloodshot 嘶吼~lightnovelpub.net~ But just spit out three words, hey, the chest is cool.

Looking down, one hand is piercing from the chest.

Long Eriang turned her face in horror, and the konjac looked at her with no expression. "You have a kind of kind than the boy of Uganda. The deity appreciates you very much. It is good to be the acolyte of the deity. It is a pity that you are not a ghost. So, it can only be food."

After finishing the konjac, a tentacles stick out and plunged into the eyebrows of Long Erniang.

Long Er Niang took a pair of show eyes, the body dried up, the gods annihilated, like the night soul, not soon became a dry corpse, and then disappeared.

Long Erniang was the last spiritual pillar of the devil's house in the Earl's Court. When she died, the others were completely out of proportion and became headless flies, flying around.

Just in this confined space, how can you escape and the black scorpion flies again.

For a time, the counties of the Earl's House were repaired into summer mosquitoes, while the black storks were the hunters of the hunting.

The two Earl's House guards against the three masters of the Mozong lord, knowing that the count of the Earl's House has been exhausted, and fighting with the two masters, and when they are preparing to blew, the konjac suddenly appears to be their god. Instantly annihilated, self-destruction can not do.

The konjac is a pity that licks the lips. These two souls are powerful, but unfortunately, in order to prevent them from blasting themselves, the konjac can't be swallowed up, and they can only destroy them. Otherwise, they will repeat the mistakes of the ghosts.

Although the konjac has been restored to seven or eighty-eight, the konjac scales are no longer there, and they can only ruin them and destroy them.

The main body of the Mozong three lobby is only the one who is still alive.

However, in a few minutes, only one of Uganda was left in the Earl's House. The other people, even the bones and slag, were not left.

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