The fire spirit just fell on the side of the night feathers, the dragon's chubby handprint has been completed, the body's spiritual power flooded the palm of his hand, suddenly shot the handprint on the ground, a secret drink in the mouth: "Get up!"

Rumble!

A large piece of sand and gravel mixed with the power of dragon chubby!

"Shield!" The dragon chubby handprint changed, and the heart sighed, and the dirt actually came to the top of the night feathers and fire spirits.

In the blink of an eye, including the dragon chubby himself, plus the fire spirit, the night feathers, two birds and one bird are covered with mud.

However, Long Xiaopeng and others are not buried in the mud. Under the control of spiritual power, the soil is like a cauldron, and the dragon and fat people are buckled inside.

From the outside, it looks like a huge turtle shell!

"Little ginseng, what is this?" Huo Ling looked at the black soil around him and touched it with his wings, feeling very hard.

Long Xiaopeng sighed a sigh of relief. "This is a kind of handprint that is used exclusively for defense."

The words of Long Xiaopeng just finished, and the mud wall suddenly trembled.

Hey!

The huge tail of the snow horned snake king outside was pumped on the basaltic print of Long Xiaopeng.

Originally, the snow horned snake king has seen the night feathers that are consuming the animal fire, and also saw the magic core held by the night feathers, as long as it can swallow the night feathers and use their own spiritual power to go. Refining and chemical, you can evolve into blood crystal sputum.

Seeing success, but suddenly a large amount of mud to protect their "prey" in the center, blocking their own way, then angered the snow ridge copper snake king.

The Snow Ridge King Snake King kept ringing around the "turtle shell" made by Dragon Xiaopeng. From time to time, he used his own snake tail to smash the "turtle shell" in an attempt to find the weak points to destroy it.

"Small ginseng, how long does it take for the owner to be good." The fire spirit looked worried and looked around. Some dirt was dropped from the surrounding earth walls, which made the fire more worried.

Long Xiaopeng was concentrating on the situation of the "turtle shell" and replied casually: "If you are fast, it will be almost half an hour."

Hey!

A dull voice sounded, and the "turtle shell" trembled violently.

Every time I trembled, the dragon's chubby and the fire's breathing stopped, but the mud walls around it were still solid.

Long Xiaopeng put a hand on the dirt wall and felt the condition inside the "turtle shell".

Oops! There are too many spiritual powers to suppress the nine-fold seal. This time, the basaltic seals that have been condensed are not as strong as one-hundredth of the usual strength. As such, there are several times. This basaltic seal is not effective!

Long Xiaopeng’s face is full of anxiety, but now there is nothing to help.

Even if the nine-fold seal is lifted, it will not be completed in a while, and it is already late to release the seal!

Now, Xiao Xiaopeng can only pray in the heart. The night feathers must swallow the animal fire earlier. As long as the night feathers recover their fighting ability, everything is easy to say, otherwise the **** snake outside is so crazy, and the fire and spirit. Plus can not beat together.

Dragon chubby prayed in the heart, a sudden buzzing sound on the dirt wall!

Hey!

"Ah!" Fire spirit looked at the cracks that suddenly split at the top of his head, flew in a scary way. Under the panic, one of them hit the top of the mud wall above the head and slammed it to the ground.

"Hey ~ ~ hurt the baby." The fire mourning.

Long Xiaopeng can work hard to manage the fire spirit. Now, Xiao Xiaopeng sticks to the wall with one hand and tries to inject the spiritual power into the wall to repair the crack and maintain the hardness of the clay wall.

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