MTL - Man Huang Feng Bao-Chapter 232 Magic dragon road

Inside the cave world, there was a shocking scene.

The masters of each road rushed in front of them, and all of them were out of breath, and behind them were overwhelming poisonous fog. Anyone, as long as it is a little slower or something wrong, such as stepping on a smooth slate footstep, it is instantly submerged by the poisonous mist and only the skeleton is left. Many people sacrificed Feijian to step on and escape, and they could not escape from birth.

Ye Chuan did not fly the sword, so he ran wildly on foot, even if he was left and right with two people still in the wilderness of the edge of the stone forest. He did not return to his head, and his pace was stable and straight forward. Zhu Sijia and the fat man Zhao Dazhi could not help but repeatedly turned back and screamed again and again.

"Quick, Master, fast!"

"Master, let us down, go on your own!"

Fat man and Zhu Si face no one, never seen such a terrible fog.

Looking back, the terrible poisonous fog is like a sandstorm, covering the sky and rolling in the sea. The screams of screaming are endless, and some people fall down from time to time. As long as the action is slow, the real person is a dead end.

Taking out the bamboo shoots in the stone sarcophagus, it has already touched the ban on the temple, and Ye Chuan took the bamboo shoots to receive the Qinglian space. The ancient guardian ban completely showed terrible power. This overwhelming poisonous fog is the best guardian. The power of the ban was laid out, and it was clear that the people who broke into the palace would be killed and not give people the opportunity to take away the bamboo shoots.

Ye Chuan did not say a word, all the power was used on the legs, step by step is more than a dozen meters, the body has a vague flow of white light. The power from the drop of the dragon's blood, like his iron legs, seems to never be exhausted, with endless power. The realm is not high, but the body is so powerful that I don’t know how many real-life masters are envious of drooling.

Ye Chuan calmly calmed down, even if the poison mist came to the back, there was only one step left, and there was no fuss, but after rushing to a small hill, he suddenly sinking into his heart.

Behind the hillside, a large group of young people are flying forward, one by one, but the speed is still not enough. It will not take long for the poisonous fog to catch up with the net. This group of young people have men and women, all of them wearing the robes of the cloud sect, which is the group of cloud sects who stayed outside the temple. It’s been so long, I didn’t find a way to leave the world of Dongtian, and I didn’t go far.

"Master, is a master!"

"Master brother saves me, master..."

......

The group of clouded disciples screamed and saw the figure of Ye Chuan, like a drowning man suddenly grabbed a life-saving straw.

Ye Chuan did not speak, his heart was heavy, and there was a sadness on his face.

The poisonous mist behind him rolled in, and the combination of Zhu Sijia and the fat man was already his limit. With his means, he could not save the same group. If it was in the previous life, in the heyday of his hand-covered sky, he could also perform some great gods and try it out. With the five-year revision of the monk, he could only hope to sigh.

Ye Chuan accelerated and caught up with many cloud sects. The disciples were excited and saw the hope of escape. Only Ye Chuan secretly sighed in his heart. The terrible poisonous fog had reached less than three meters behind him. He could not save so many people even if he had a great magical power.

Can you put the refining demon like the domesticated monsters and send them to the Qinglian space?

Ye Chuan suddenly moved his mind and thought of a bold way. He couldn’t think too much, and a loud bang came from behind. Seeing that the poisonous mist that flooded many clouded disciples suddenly stopped.

"Master, look!"

There is a cloud sect disciple who screams and screams into the distance.

Everyone turned and suddenly looked at it, and Ye Chuan was the same.

In the distance, the place where the poisonous mist shrouded, the magnificent partial temple, the Tiangong Palace finally collapsed, revealing a golden door. Above the gate, the three characters of the 'Dragon Dragon Road' are engraved. Behind the gate is a dazzling golden passageway with numerous golden statues. At the end of this golden passage, it is a more magnificent palace, and the palace is standing on the horizon. There is the real forbidden place in the world of Dongtian. The golden light was sent out, and the terrible poisonous mist disappeared everywhere, and there appeared a golden trail.

"See Master!"

"Master is mighty!"

Many Yunzi sects went down and were thrilled, as if they had gone back and forth in the ghost gate. Ye Chuan Ming Ming did nothing, but as soon as he appeared, the poisonous fog of the monks stopped, making it difficult for people to think about it.

"Dragon Dragon Cave, Demon Dragon Road..."

Ye Chuan also excited, muttered to himself, a pair of eyes far from the golden channel of gold. There, it is the last passage to the place where the world of Dongtian is inherited.

Without breaking up the ban on the ghost king's big game, perhaps it is necessary to greet one game after another until it falls down and sinks into the world of chess. Without breaking the stone shackles and taking out the bamboo shoots, the temple will not collapse and will not appear. This golden channel of the Dragon Road. If you are not lucky, you have been swallowed up by the terrible poisonous fog. If you are lucky, you can stick to the real world of the hole!

Ye Chuan suddenly realized in his heart.

Undoubtedly, the owner of this cave world is definitely a strong anti-sky, the means to pass the sky, the mind is also ordinary people can not be calculated, interlocking. I want to break into the world of Dongtian to gain his inheritance. I don’t think that the average person, a saint’s master, has a bad luck, but he is also a dead end. It’s not a sacred bone.

Big pen!

This is definitely a master of the sky from the outside world, there is such a means!

Ye Chuan was shocked, put down Zhu Sijia and the fat man, and flew alone to the magic dragon road in the distance. "Jia Jia, you stayed behind to find opportunities, and you have the opportunity to leave the world of Dongtian to return to the cloud. After seven days, if I If you don't go back, you will tell the two elders that he will be in charge of the Zongmen and choose another Zongmen disciple."

Ye Chuan decisively plundered to the Dragon Road. The bigger the world, the more dangerous it was, the more it aroused his interest.

In the previous life, he did not cover his life with his own life. He experienced many hardships and twists and turns. In this world, it is necessary to embark on a higher peak. Obviously, we must go through more and more hardships without fear of danger.

"Master brother..."

Zhu Sijia chased a few steps forward, then suddenly stopped, and forced to follow up with the urge to go to Ye Chuan.

On both sides of the poisonous fog rolling, on the narrow path, Ye Chuan greeted the dazzling golden light away, deeply engraved in her mind. Stopping and not catching up, tears flowed down.

Ye Chuan’s departure may become a farewell!

There are still a lot of helpless neighbors who need to take care of themselves. Zhu Sijia tells himself to be strong, but the tears are uncontrollable.