Chapter 1558 The Devil is now 3

In front of the black curtain garden giant door, the people with the strong strength at the forefront have left.

Only in front of it, there are four or five thousand people in black robes who are covered in their bodies.

They are all forces below the first-class forces.

Do not underestimate this group of people, the vast vast area is vast, three super powers, eight top-level forces.

These eleven forces occupy an area that is only one-fifth of the vast area.

In the other four-fifths of the region, there are also the existence of Hidden Dragons, especially in the vicinity of the ruins of the Kingdom of God, but there are many mysterious organizations.

Many organizations exist to occupy the entire ruins of the Kingdom of God.

Some secret organizations may not be weaker than some first-rate forces.

Of course, there will be a big gap with the three superpowers.

Ling Jianer was suspended at the entrance, very eye-catching. She swept the front with some vigilance and flew directly to the outside position.

Wang Xian, who is hiding in the air, is also curious to sweep away the position of the first-class power superpower that has left.

"Black Shui Shen Lake? Shenshu? It seems that these big forces have all gone there? Maybe only in the last few days, there will be strong people to protect the disciples!"

Wang Xian’s heart is dark.

The black curtain garden was opened for one month, and now it is only half a month ago. Those who are first-class forces and super-powers will basically stay in the black curtain garden for about a month.

If it is not Ling Jianer who suddenly gets three holes and eight orders of swords, she will not come out in advance.

"Hey!"

Just as Ling Jianer was ready to leave here quickly, the position of the black curtain garden door appeared again for thirty or forty people.

They glanced around and immediately locked Ling Linger in the void.

"Master, grab the woman of the Ice Heart Dynasty!"

A middle-aged man in a black robe immediately pointed his finger at Ling Jianer and shouted loudly.

"Ok?"

In front of the position, everyone was attracted.

A dozen of them flew over here, with a trace of doubt on their faces: "What?? Say!"

When Ling Jianer heard the sound coming from behind, his face changed dramatically, and he immediately made all the speed and fled toward the front.

Wang Xian frowned slightly and had a bad feeling.

"Master, can't let her run, she has treasure in her hand!"

The middle-aged man said a little anxiously, but he did not dare to say that there were three holes in the other hand.

Once you say it, a strong group of people in front of the horror will swarm.

"Elder, stop her, she got a few top spirits in the black curtain garden!"

Another team is also busy screaming loudly toward their elders.

"Top Spirit Grass?"

Everyone around was slightly surprised, and his eyes immediately looked at Ling Jianer’s figure.

"The people of the Bing Xin dynasty, hey, their strong are not, I will not be polite!"

A gloomy voice suddenly came, followed, and a figure went out and chased directly toward Ling Jianer.

"On, the Bingxin dynasty is strong and overbearing. Since their disciples have spirit grass, then we will laugh, haha!"

In less than a second, three more figures flew over.

"Hey, what a beautiful girl!"

"Boom!"

Another dozen figures, directly chasing Ling Linger.

One by one, several of them exude a horrible magic.

The seven-order hole in the hole, the horror of the seven-level hole.

"Damn, that's our thing!"

The elders of the two teams showed a cool face and gloomy face directly chasing them.

The top spirit grass, the top grass of the black curtain garden is the eighth order!

A few strains of the eight-ordered spirit grass, even if they are the seven-order strong, are also very inspirational.

This level of spirit grass has a great effect on them.

Especially for the strong ones who have not long life and are struggling to find a breakthrough, the seven-step medicinal herbs are the treasures of their upper level.

In an instant, more than 70 figures were chased towards Ling Jianer. There were more than 20 figures, and the body exudes a majestic energy.

Horror is incomparable!

Ling Jianer's speed is very fast, and escaped for a minute or so in advance.

But what, what is chasing her is that there is a strong presence in the vast mainland.

Wang Xian saw this scene, the dark passage was not good, and his face was slightly gloomy.

If he knew this, he would kill all the guys who chased Ling Jianer!

"Want to escape, come over to me!"

At this moment, at the foremost position, an old man waved his arm and a magic whip tangled directly toward Ling Jianer.

"This is the prey that our disciples found. You are out of bounds!"

An old man's arm waved, and a golden long sword went straight toward the magic whip.

"What your prey? Who caught it, who is it!"

The old man who swung the whip saw his attack being cut off, his face cold and a murderous saying.

"The top spirit grass, I only need one!"

Several figures in the rear rushed over and grabbed Ling Linger.

"Touch and touch!"

However, several people's attacks were immediately stopped.

"The little girl in front, stop standing for me immediately!"

With a loud voice, Ling Jianer changed his face and stopped quickly.

"You seniors, I am willing to give you all the swordsman I got!"

Ling Jianer’s face felt a horrible attack behind him, and his eyes showed fear. He quickly took out the sword and heart and said loudly.

"Sword heart grass, the eight-step sword heart of the hole, and still three!"

When a group of black robes saw the three swords in the hands of Ling Jianer, the eyes showed a glowing glow.

The eight-step spirit of the hole is a treasure.

Ling Jianer glanced at the black robes around him with a look of fear: "You seniors, please look at the face of the Bing Xin dynasty and let me live!"

She had to bring up the Bing Xin dynasty, hoping that the other side could be scrupulous.

"If you don't say that you are a Bing Xin dynasty, I may let you go. Now, I want to crush you!"

However, Ling Jianer’s voice just fell, a loud old voice came directly, and the horrible murderousness directly hit her.

This made her face pale in an instant, her eyes looking toward the left front of the old man with only a pair of cold scorpions.

"He and the Bing Xin Dynasty have hatred!"

Ling Jianer’s body trembled a little, watching the horrible strong man surrounded himself like a lamb to be slaughtered.

"The three holes of the eight-order spirit grass can not be divided, treasures, those who have the strength to know, whoever grabs who!"

The old man's eyes swept away all the people surrounded by him, and he said, the voice just fell into a pair of dry arms and came out directly from the black robe.

The dry arm is like a claw. Once you come to Ling Jian's side, only the horror of the horror can be shredded.

He did not care about Ling Jianer's life.

Ling Jianer looked at the attack, and some desperately closed his eyes, and suddenly appeared in his mind...

That person will save himself?

(End of this chapter)