Two hundred and twelve chapters

　　 "A Chou, have you seen that guy with purple eyebrows?"

　　 The old money also pretended to be greedy, looking at the golden peach tree, secretly conveying to A Chou.

　　 "Boss, I saw it a long time ago. That guy is your old enemy, boss."

　　 A Chou rolled his eyes, and secretly gave Qian Xing a voice.

　　 "Well, today I will never die with this Baolong. Keep an eye on him. Once I act on him, you will rush to interfere with their accomplices."

　　 A Chou's eyes flashed a scarlet fierce light: "Okay, boss, don't worry. This guy with purple eyebrows has troubled us several times, and he should have killed him long ago."

　　 A Chou stood on the shoulders of the old Qian, and began to look around, a black bird looked around, without letting Baolong take it seriously.

　　 Old Qian looked at the Golden Peach Tree with a greedy expression, and didn't mean to act on Baolong immediately, which made Baolong's heart relieved a lot.

　　In this Tiangang Peach Blossom Array, almost all of my close friends called over. As a result, four of my disciples died at once, and there were no more people to call.

　　 As long as I am out of this Tiangang Peach Blossom Array-Hehe, boy, you are pretty.

　　 Nearly thirty monks, the lights of various colors lit up in sequence, some of them madly added protection to their bodies, and some of them used their protection magic weapons to the maximum.

A pink-golden light on the old Qian’s body lit up, hundreds of golden peach blossoms bloomed on the surface of the golden jade merit sandalwood armor that turned into a tight-fitting Taoist robe. On a turban with glittering stars.

　　 Suddenly, a misty and beautiful starlight enveloped the old Qian.

　　The golden pink peach blossoms and the misty silver starlight complement each other, setting off the old money very much.

　　In the clothes of this sorrow bag, it gives people a feeling of vitality and prosperity, like a spring breeze, the shop is hitting.

　　 The yellow-gray-yellow-gray sword light around the golden flying sword gave people the bleakness of autumn and winter, and the feeling of everything withered.

　　 looks like a youthful boy, but holding a sword of death in his hand, giving people a strange feeling.

　　 This flower blooming power, although it has not been understood yet, has taken root on the entire piece of golden jade merit sandalwood armor. It can be fully expressed through the golden peach blossoms on the whole body of the old Qian.

　　 But this gray and withered power cannot be recognized and cooperated with the Golden Jade Merit Sandal Armor, and can only be used as a means of attack through the golden flying sword.

　　Who said that the body of the golden jade merit sandalwood armor is a plant, and naturally I don't like the power of gray withered.

　　 The old Qian was very satisfied with his outfit, and he rolled his eyes at himself, ignoring the three cultivators of the Star Palace next to him.

　　 As soon as this star turban is taken out, it is equivalent to knowing that the monks from the high-speed star palace, one of you, died in his own hands.

　　 However, the old money can't manage so much now. The tentacles of this golden hundred-headed dragon are too abnormal. Add a magic weapon for protection, and the chance of winning is one more point.

　　 The monk's gate was about to stop, a depressing aura suddenly erupted in the audience. This aura, although not earth-shattering, was like a tsunami, suffocating!

　　 This is the desire for wealth and power!

　　 Under this desire, human power can be said to be infinitely stimulated!

　　 Even the golden hundred-headed dragon, who was still very arrogant just now, had only a big mouth and two nostrils, and his expression became serious!

"kill!"

　　 I don't know which guy roared wildly.

　　"遽－－－－－－遽－－－－－遽－－－－－－－－－－－－"

　　 Dozens of Taoist lights of various colors, accompanied by a huge howling sound, bombarded the golden hundred-headed dragon standing on the golden peach blossom petals and guarding Zhujidan!

　　 The entire space within one hundred feet of the golden peach tree, in the various lights, seems to be distorted!

　　 "huhuhu!"

　　 The golden hundred-headed dragon danced wildly with dozens of golden tentacles.

　　 Hundreds of golden slender whip shadows flew out from above the golden tentacles, and flew toward these dozens of rays of light!

　　 "Boom, boom, boom!"

　　 Like the sound of a large group of blockbuster bombs exploding at the same time,

　　 Hundreds of golden whips, all wiped out!

　　 After dozens of sword light attacks, about half of them were left, blasting towards the golden hundred-headed dragon!

　　Mom, so strong? I flash!

　　 Golden Hundred-headed Dragon flashed with golden light, and immediately disappeared in place, by appearing immediately below the crown of the tree about ten feet away.

It was the first time to attack. Many monks did not put the target of attack on the golden dragon, but directly robbed the Jidan, which not only reduced the power of the joint attack, but also gave the golden dragon a breakthrough. Opportunity.

　　 This time, everyone has learned well. If you don’t kill this monster, no one can get anything. 1

　　 "Boom, boom, boom!"

　　 The attack formed by the 20 sword light methods, UU reading www. uukanshu.com is like twenty shooting stars, dragging its gorgeous tail and hitting the golden peach blossoms.

　　 a brilliant explosion, instantly covering the entire canopy!

　　 Zhukidan was blasted into the sky by the shock wave.

　　 The huge golden peach flower with a radius of one foot square, only a small part of a petal was blown up, and the fragments fluttered in the air with the shock wave of the explosion!

　　 And those branches and leaves, which were blown off and floating in the air, only had a dozen small branches and dozens of leaves!

　　 This golden peach blossom is so hard!

"Fuck!" The eyes of many monks were red. Half of the nearly thirty people attacked, I am afraid that even half of the hill could be leveled, but only a small piece of golden peach petals and a dozen small branches and a few Ten leaves.

　　 Baby, what a baby!

　　 But, the golden hundred-headed dragon has nothing to do.

　　 So, a cultivator, once again launched a second attack on the golden hundred-headed dragon!

　　 As long as this monster does not leave or die, once a monk, no one will go up and die!

　　 "Oh--" The silver-haired monk from the Sirius Gate immediately screamed to the sky again, a silver wave, like a silver wind, instantly restraining the golden hundred-headed dragon!

　　The profound meaning of the wind wolf demon——————————The **** of the silver wind!

"Wow!" A Shuiyunmen monk flicked his head, and his long blue hair turned into a large stream of water, like a rushing river, binding the golden hundred-headed dragon bound by the silver wind, overlapping in the river. The folded waves, like the blade of a knife, constantly cut the prey trapped in the center of the river.

　　The impoverished people's unique knowledge of the Water Transport Gate: "Big waves are heavy!"