Chen Ming and the white-haired ghost walked outside Shimen, and they could see that there were dense baboons outside Shimen. Their cultivation was comparable to the fairy.

For thousands of days, Chen Ming was really the first time he met, but he did not regret it. The half-dead whale, he is determined to win.

Before the sword and the sword, Chen Ming and the white-haired ghost sat down calmly and enjoyed the final silence.

Chen Ming took out a jug of wine from the storage ring and took a drink and sent it to the white-haired ghost.

The white-haired ghost took it and took a sip, revealing a smile. "This wine is good, sour and sweet."

Chen Ming smiled and said: "This is what my four disciples brewed. It is naturally a good wine. Under the heavens, there is only one!"

The two men drank a drink, and did not say anything impassioned. Those words were only used to boost morale. Their morale did not require any encouragement, and they reached their peak.

Chen Ming shook the hip flask and said: "There is one left."

White hair ghost said: "You bring it, if you are dead, I will find this jug from your body and use this last bit to send you off."

Chen Ming laughed and said: "I am taking it. Naturally, I will toast you to your grave. Right, what kind of grass does your grave like? Do you want to have two pots of roses? Big red, festive!"

If there is one leftover in the jug, you can use this mouth to send off, so as not to be lonely on the road.

Chen Ming got up, holding his right hand for nine years, and screaming for nine years, Chen Ming Heng knife, smiled: "Almost, it's time to go!"

The white-haired ghost opened his hands and jumped out of his sleeves with two two-footed short swords. He kicked his shoes and pulled out two short and one short swords in his shoes.

"Jiangshan sword dance!"

Chen Mingyi rushed into the group, and once he crossed, it was a smashing soul fire that began to go out!

The white-haired ghost shuttles like a ghost in the shackles. Every movement is swept by a sword, killing a few, his body is like a fluid, and he can make some strange movements every time.

In nine years, the black blade danced between the dragons, and Chen Ming’s knife was as powerful as the thunder and lightning, faster than the wind!

Jianguang danced in the side of Chen Ming, and the next moment, already appeared in another place!

After all, it’s just a fairy, not a Khan with a restricted area index. These are not that much trouble.

What's more, even Khan, who has a restricted area index, is at most three in front of Chen Ming.

In addition to the mausoleum of the resurrection of the great emperor, the burial and the warden are also seen in the mausoleum.

Fox six fingers, boss wife, magic sound elders, now there are chains on the body, they are tied, they are also looking into the mausoleum, today's mausoleum of the resurrection, has been surrounded by blue flames, that is the body flame.

But at this time, they clearly saw that the top blue flame began to shake, and then instantly extinguished!

The proprietress said: "The two monsters, come down!"

The magic sound elders said: "Can they really kill it?"

The six fingers of the fox looked into the mausoleum and saw that countless flames began to go out, just as there was a heavy rain that began to ignite all the flames.

But he knows that this is not a heavy rain. This flame is not drenched by heavy rain. It is the two monsters that started to work.

The flame began to go out all the way, as if there was a gust of wind blowing, all the blue flames were wiped out.

What surprised the five people was that the speed at which the flame went out did not slow down, but kept it at this speed!

The flames went out all the way, and the eyes that were still buried were slightly shaking. "What are these two guys?"

The warden held the lantern and felt a trace of horror.

"This kind of strength should be the ultimate in the pursuit of the fairy. They have come to an end, so they will be the most difficult to realize the life and death of the epiphany, so they will be so fascinated by the Dead Sea whale song."

Also buried and raised his own long gun, waving toward the exit of the mausoleum: "Array!"

The sergeant holding the rifle began to move forward, erecting the rifle, facing the exit of the tomb, and holding numerous white bone bows at the back, ready to start pulling the bow.

The long guns are like a wall built by a long gun, and countless blue flames are burning, just like igniting the entire sky!

From the sky, a white bone dragon is flying, the mouth is screaming, the blue bone wing is flying over the clouds,

A floating cloud is cut into two halves.

The mausoleum opened, and more than a dozen of them flew down, and the bones of one place were swayed.

Someone came out on the bones. It was Chen Ming, who was holding a nine-year-old cockroach, and a white-haired ghost with short swords on his limbs.

The long bones in the sky roared, and the endless blue flame spit out from his mouth, instantly turning a thousand miles into a sea of ​​fire!

In the sea of ​​fire, Chen Ming jumped up, and in his nine years, he stretched out dozens of swords and swords.

The white-haired ghost rushed into the long guns in front of him, and was surrounded by dozens of shackles in an instant. One squat followed by a scorpion, and instantly drowned him in the sea, and then disappeared.

Chen Ming’s knife smashed the whole long bone into two halves. He looked at the white-haired ghost that was overwhelmed. He didn’t care much. The white-haired ghost didn’t die so easily!

However, the endless squadrons were once again dispersed, but there were no white-haired ghosts. Chen Ming looked at the piles of cockroaches. "Is it a cockroach? It’s really what you want, wherever you go!"

Chen Ming wants to display eight steps to Denglong to leave here. In the white bone army below, countless bows and arrows are coming toward him. These bows and arrows are chained and burned with blue soul fire!

Chen Ming slashed his knife and flew dozens of bows and arrows beside him. However, the bows and arrows that shot him were far more than dozens, and there were endless bows and arrows flying toward him!

Chen Ming exhibited eight dragons and went to another place. However, there was an endless arrow rain flying towards him. He once again slashed his sword and flew dozens of bows and arrows. However, he still had more than ten bows and arrows. The chain with him locks him!

Also buried in the big joy: "Locked, give me to continue to add chains!"

Chen Ming wants to display eight steps to climb the dragon, but it is locked by the chain of the body, so that he can not move, the sergeant holding the chain pulls the chain and pulls the chain tight!

Chen Ming can feel that his limbs have been locked, but he has not lost the ability to act, his strength, carrying Sunday!

The rolling mana rushed out of his body and wanted to break the chains apart, but at the moment, there were more chains coming to him.

On the edge of the blue sea of ​​fire, a look back and look like a white-haired ghost, "will come again, intimate partner!"