The first chapter of the first chapter of the cloud wild demon (the second is to subscribe to the monthly ticket)

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The sound came from the breeze in the underground pit, and the distance should still be more than twenty miles away. I don't know how many explosions were used to open the way and make such a big shock.

The speed of going to this side is also quite rapid. Only in this moment, just live here and there is a hundred feet.

Zong Shou looked the same, still calm and quiet, waiting quietly for the darkness.

To the last trace of huā, also withered and thanked. In the heart of the huā, there are finally three black sè fruits like strawberries, which are a little outward.

Just in these three black hazelnuts, when the ground is about to fall, Zong Shoucai will catch it.

Dark 昙huā contains highly toxic, but this spirit is not poisonous. Instead, it is fragrant and fragrant, sè Ze yòu people.

When Zong Shou received the hand, he immediately put it into a porcelain bottle. Then he did not hesitate to make two spiritual methods dedicated to eliminating the sound and smell of the sound, and turned away with the first snow.

Just just out of the five-six-mile road, not yet close to the deep pit he opened, the voices that were previously heard are close at hand. Another tunnel branch washed out from this underground stream is approaching, but it is only two miles away.

Listening to this more and more footsteps, Zong Shou raised his eyebrows, and then he felt helpless.

At the speed of these people, I want to avoid it. Going this way, sooner or later you will be discovered.

Those breaths that are constantly approaching are not covered. Among them, there are many strong ones. In addition to a few congenital martial artists, there are even embarrassing spirits and Wu Zongqiang.

It is obviously unwise to have a heavy treasure at this moment and to get in touch with it.

Four eyes of the tour, the movement of the sect of the sect. Looked up to the top, here at the dome, there is a natural depression.

Only a little meditation, Zong Shou has once again displayed a 'permanent sound' a 'lone, symbol. So that the psionic energy b here and the sound, are temporarily silenced. Then grab the first snow, the vertical dome. And the three stone sarcophagis are on the climb. The hands and feet are all in the upper part of the earth and stone. After the body changes, only a moment of effort, it is no different from the ordinary huā Gangshi, the figure of the two, Covered.

The two talents have just been hidden, shielding their own air. From the hidden gap that was deliberately left, I saw a group of people, and they continued to walk from the other side.

The two people in front of the whole body, wearing heavy iron armor, seem to be a military commander, walking extremely heavy, but they are all innate.

After the two, there was another middle-aged man.

Dressed in a green robe, both hands and neck, there is a faint black sè spiritual pattern, seeing its grain trend seems to be a spiritual array, until the extension of the cheek.

There is a blue-and-white flame hanging overhead, and the dòng cave shines brightly, but it reveals a bit of yīn’s breath.

Next to this person is a Pentecostal. Máo is dark red, and the eyes seem to contain current, revealing a bit of suffocation.

Just behind these people, they followed the 20-nine secret martial artists. There are also a group of people who are so embarrassed that they are dragged by these martial artists.

Most of them are characterized by a monster and a different degree. Or have a beast, the recommendation is to have a beast, or máo is thick. But there is nothing but a scar on the body, only a few steps to cover. Hands and feet are all on. Some of them are more burly, and they are nailed with steel nails to penetrate the joint bones, or directly to pick up the tendons.

Most of them can only be used by both hands and feet, in order to barely keep up, the speed is a little slower, and they will be whipped by those secret martial artists.

The body of the first snow suddenly tightened. Zong Shou is also a brow, these people who are locked up, all are demon.

Then look at the line and turn to the few people in front. The two congenital martial artists have nothing to note.

Not only can't it compare with 100,000 blood to kill Li Xingling, but it is also far worse than the ‘swords and thousands of people.

It is at the same level as the unknown old man surnamed Mi, who is in the blood of the enchanted mountain.

Only the Wu Zongqiang and the spiritual master need only pay attention. The former's air machine is fierce and stable, and the qi and blood are tyrannical.

And the spiritual master must be born in the name of the mén school, or his teacher, is the strong man.

The spirit of the body is obviously the hand of the spiritual master from the day of the game. Paint the day symbol on its body, once the night travels, you can master a certain magical spell in advance.

This is similar to the kind of heavenly spirits left by Ling Yun's founders, but the latter's means are more brilliant.

And this generation of paintings outside the spirits, unless it is extremely close to the people who are extremely close to you, must not be! Not his teacher, his relatives.

These two people are quite uncomfortable, and the next 20 secret martial artists are also acting as one, and the armor is good.

He was able to kill Li Xingling on the same day, but he did not have much confidence in dealing with the siege of these people.

This middle-aged spiritual master, only walked out of the martyrdom, and suddenly stopped, and some doubts looked at it.

And the old man stopped, and he looked forward to it: "Why did Mr. Ming decided to stop, but what did he find?"

Then Ming shook his head and looked at it carefully. After a while, he shook his head and shook his head. "It may be my illusion. The spiritual power here changes. It seems that there is an unnaturalness. In this way, the airflow is where it is. It’s too quiet.”

The old man was slightly disappointed, and then he thought thoughtfully: "It’s only when I say that I feel spiritually wrong, and I feel that something is wrong here.

Later, I carefully read the remote sensing with God. There is nothing unusual except for the silence of the spiritual place. Most of them are naturally formed. It seems that the distribution of Lingshi here is also rare. ”

That Ming did not fully explain doubts, the brows still wrinkled, it seems that the idea is stretching, sweeping dàng. Then I only listened to the change of the old man's tone. I was very impressed. "But this time, it is really a loss to Mr. Ming, and if Mr. Fei is using this blood element to refer to the spirit. I am almost sinful in the drums, almost in the drum, almost I thought that here, there is really only a small first-order vein. Oh, no wonder that the teacher will have such a large amount of money to compete with me. I will use more than 500,000 troops, and please count. Ten innate powers, to attack my Fenghua City! I really want to thank Mr. Ming decided."

I heard this, clearly, this is a differential, a special smile: "Thanks to do not use, we are the magic flag, not the plain help each other. Just sin city master, keep in mind that the previous discussion is!"

Zongshou’s eyes flashed slightly. This self-proclaimed Dou Lingzhen is the city owner of Fenghua City. Then the teacher in this speech, even the sea, must be the owner of the city.

This magical patriarch is also a bit of a head. Although it is not as good as the ten sacred places of the Ten Holy Land, the strength of the sect mén is not weak. The occupies of the deeds, the effect of adding up, is not inferior to the last few places in the nineteen spiritual houses. Mén is also quite a strong martial artist and Wu Zun class.

However, this one is one of the true and most authentic magic mén.

Just listen to that Dou Ling really laughed, showing the meaning of boldness: "This nature! This Lingshi mine should be above the second order, medium vein. All the output in the future will be divided into eight. I Fenghuacheng II You are a magical flag sect! Never give up. But that even Haicheng, and the Tibetan Swords Villa after this city, need to be expensive, help me to repel."

The last few words are clearly inexplicable. That is absolutely cold - not worth it. Suddenly, I grabbed it with my hand and caught all the demon people with tiger stripes. A few claw chains in the sleeves were worn out, and one of them was broken, and the heads of several people were broken. Between the brains, the worms that seem to have blood are twisting.

The Ming dynasty again decided to lead, the heads of these demon people, immediately **** flames ignited for a while, this pit dòng, all the painful tragic sound.

But for a moment, the blood flame spread all over the body. And in the hands of the Ming dynasty, there is also a **** light, which is in his palm. indefinite.

After the interest rate, the eyes of the definite, but revealed the disappointment: "Weird, I have previously investigated, the mine core is in the vicinity. But here, the blood is used to probe several times, but it is no longer discerning direction. ""

After sweeping his eyes, the eyebrows of the Ming Dynasty were even more sorrowful: "There are not many raw materials, and they can only be used twice. If they can't find them, they can only give up temporarily."

Dou Lingzhen also frowned: "If Mr. needs blood, I am outside the city, nowadays there are many hungry people who have no way to live. Only the use of Mr. is ‘one.

"Dou Cheng is very generous, and he is determined to lead! But my blood is a spiritual technique, but it is not that simple."

That faintly shook his head: "The blood spirit sacrifices required by this law must be repaired to a certain extent. The stronger the spirit of the material, the more effective it is. Therefore, it is best to choose these demon people. These people integrate the ancient beasts. The blood, and the preservation is extremely complete, it is the best choice for the use of blood metabolism."

"It turns out!" Dou Lingzhen l stunned ~lightnovelpub.net~ and then laughed aloud: "It’s really funny to talk about these demons. It’s not good to be a human being, but it’s the same as those beasts. Jīng blood, not all of them are the same as the beasts? Even the xìng feelings are similar to those of the beasts, violent and brutal. It is strange to say that the old man has been together, why the ancestors did not join forces to completely eliminate these monsters."

His voice did not fall, and the secret martial artists around him burst into a chuckle and ridicule.

The first snow had already heard the body tremble, unable to control, and at this moment it was almost gas bombing. The flames in the eyes are combined with anger and powerlessness.

Zong Shou is also silent. According to those residual history records, in the era of cloudlessness, the ancient people of the ancient times did not have advantages, countless beasts were rampant, and there were invades in other circles.

In the early days of the cloud, the Terran was almost extinct. Some of them are strong, not willing to die, and actively integrate all kinds of beasts, which will reluctantly pull back the disadvantages.

After dozens of generations, the descendants of these people, and the strong ones who joined in succession, the death and injury reached hundreds of millions, and they fought in the Quartet, which laid the status of the Terran.