Different from the reaction of many refining pharmacists, Mei Baoze trembled in the first time when he saw Long Qingfeng fly into the sky.

The next moment he laid a few spiritual barriers in front of himself, while drinking low in the mouth, "emergency defense!"

The voice did not fall, and Mei Baoze applied a barrier to himself.

Behind them, the refining pharmacists heard the words of Mei Baoze as if they were awake, and hurriedly produced fingerprints, condensing around the body or strong or weak spiritual light curtains.

Bang-

The protective measures of the refining pharmacists have just been applied, and a dull sound is heard from midair.

Like the roar of the thunder, listening carefully is more dull than the sound of the thunder, and it is more empty than the sound of the thunder.

It is from the body of Long Qingfeng!

Long Qingfeng came to the air in one step and looked up into the air. The pressure on the top of the cockroach blew the cloak on his head, revealing the long hair of the shawl.

Until then, Mei Baoze, looking up from the top, found the original black-haired dragon, and I don’t know when I had a red hair in my hair. The scarlet is extremely red, like blood staining red.

Suddenly, Mei Baoze's black scorpion expanded a few points. He remembered it. This reddish he had seen, but it was on another woman!

In the air.

After Long Qingfeng came to the air, he did not directly penetrate into the thundercloud. He did not have the same card as the night feathers. Even if he was strong, he could not be safe without being in the thundercloud.

He faced Thundercloud alone, and he was going to do another thing, forcing the Dragon Pavilion to appear!

"Breaking!"

Long Qing Feng mouth in the light spit a word, the body of the booming sound is more resounding, the arm suddenly waved, a large piece of black practising from the palm of his hand.

The black spirits are like black fog rolling in the air. In the twinkling of an eye, the black fog blocks most of the thunder clouds above them. The thunder in the sky is also much smaller. Only the uncovered thunderclouds remain. There is flashing light.

"He wants to solve the Thunder by his own efforts?"

"A good and powerful means, Long Qingfeng's spiritual power is innocent in the face of the thunder."

"He is using this way to help us resist the pressure!"

Many refining pharmacists whispered in the mouth, but their voices were drowned in the bounce of midair.

After paying attention to the red hair on Long Qingfeng's head, Mei Baoze kept vigilant in the muddy eyes. When he saw Long Qingfeng using the spirit to cover the thundercloud, he suddenly realized what he was suddenly angering. .

"Bear your ears!"

late!

When Meibaoze reacted to the intention of Longqingfeng, the thundercloud above was completely obscured by black fog, and the thunder disappeared. What appeared was the strong pressure of the strong spirits!

"Long Qingfeng came to worship the mountain!" Hong Zhong's general voice was sent out from the Longqing Fengkou, with a circle of spirits and spiritual fluctuations, hitting the perimeter without warning.

The refining pharmacists watched as the white cockroaches smashed their own spiritual barrier and poured into their bodies, suddenly shaking their shoulders, and a stunned gaze in their eyes.

The sound of low-pitched sounds in the valley sounded one after another, and the front of Mei Baoze was the highest. His influence was also the smallest, but his cheeks were pale and the body's spiritual power surged.

The hundreds of refining pharmacists behind him did not have such good luck. Some of the people who were trained in the late Huang Ling or Huang Ling’s peaks were low-pitched, and some blood was leaking from the corners of their mouths.

Those who were in the ninth order and the early days of Huang Ling directly fainted.

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