MTL - Man Huang Feng Bao-Chapter 678 傀儡法门

Hey!

Xiaolonger roared again and again, and then tore a few devils, no one can stop between the help of the white lady. A dozen wars rushed together, and all of them fell to the ground in a short time. Like the stone wandering around in the Dragon Cave, the fatality of the war was in the head, and Xiaolonger smashed their heads.

The ancient dragon temple creaked, and the light curtains shrouded outside were dimming, and the ancient ban on the brink was on the verge of collapse. But at this time, the arrival of Xiaolonger disrupted the planning and deployment of the devils.

"Oh, you **** guy!"

A red-haired old man who had been banned from attacking the Dragon Hall was rushing over and slammed into a fierce attack on Xiaolonger. With just a few tricks, Xiaolong was in danger. When the white lady saw it, she abandoned a few small devils and rushed it up. One dragon and one snake joined hands, and it was still a thrilling and even falling.

The man who called the red robe ancestors couldn’t hold back, and personally dealt with the sudden appearance of the little dragon, and the fierce shot was obviously trying to speed up. The fluctuations in the body's power are not as strong as those in the South, but they are not much worse. One epee is waving and screaming. The whole magic dragon cave is shaking with it. It is obviously a strong semi-sacred on the top of the real world. Master.

Ye Chuan did not shoot, continued to stand in the darkness, and his face gradually became dignified. Unexpectedly, I met a semi-Saint master here. The general little devil is good to say that the number can not afford any wind and waves, as long as the ruin of the transmission array on the square, they are nowhere to escape, this red robe ancestors are different. If you are not careful, the Dragon Dragon Temple is really going to be broken by him, and he and his party will die in his hands!

"Adult, do you want to do it?" The old devil's black skull wrinkled his brows, and the strength of the robes of the red ancestors of the demon door was somewhat unexpected.

"How do you get it? Just rushing up like this, the four people are not necessarily opponents of others."

Ye Chuan shook his head, his eyes were sharp, his rich experience and his keen insight into the battlefield had always been his greatest reliance.

Masters can only deal with the masters, especially the masters of the semi-sacred realm, far from being able to deal with the real people practitioners. The gap in the realm cannot be compensated by the quantity, and the number is superior. The day of the demon gate, the reason why Zhao Tianbi was almost crazy in the days of white hair, on the one hand, because of the treasure of the sky umbrella, on the other hand, because of the Nantiandu and the King Kong ape, King Quintero and others. With great help, Ye Chuan itself is far from being an opponent.

Now, Nantiandu, Yinshan old demon Rhodes and King Kong ape monkey King Quintero are not around, what should I do?

Who will deal with this amazing red robe ancestor?

Ye Chuan frowned, and the umbrella can be sacrificed at any time on his body. However, with his current cultivation, he may be able to withdraw from the magic dragon hole after he has covered the sky umbrella, and want to stop the red robe ancestors. It is not enough for a line to attack the Magic Dragon Palace. It is certainly not possible to turn around and leave. The body of Xiaolonger’s mother is in the Temple of the Dragon. Xiaolonger must be desperately trying not to let these devils insult his mother’s body.

"The red man's ability is really good! But I am sure that he and Tuen Mun have deep roots, and his demon door may be split from the subordinate's door. If in the heyday, If you belong to the next person, you can dry him to the ground and refine him into a war. Unfortunately, it’s cheaper, this old guy, oh..."

The old devil was black and stunned, and some lost.

The robes of the red robe ancestors, the more familiar they are, the more they can be associated with the ancient Tuen Mun. The wars that surround the surrounding world are all refining in the secret of the ancient tricks. At that time, if he was not trapped in the dragon, these shackles were all his, and there would be no slamming the door. It is a pity that there is nothing in this world. If the robes of the red ancestors are so powerful, the ancestors of the ancient martial arts are not ghosts and ghosts, and they are attached to the puppet dolls.

"Black, if you catch these wars, do you have any way to quickly control them?" Ye Chuan asked, suddenly thinking of a way.

"No problem, this is my old line, adults, don't you think..."

The old devil's black eyes brightened and quickly guessed that Ye Chuan's thoughts were excited. Ye Chuan nodded and whispered a few words in the ear of the old devil. The two men split up and acted.

The killing of the Dragon Dragon Temple is getting more and more fierce. Xiaolonger and Bai Niangzi are roaring again and again. They can’t beat the red robe ancestors to at least entangle him, so that he can’t be distracted to attack and see the collapse of the Dragon Dragon Palace. . The red ancestor’s ancestor brought a lot of little devils and war shackles, but the three most powerful war shackles are dead. It’s impossible to completely defeat the magic dragon palace ban due to the remaining war shackles and the little devils. of.

The red robe ancestors attacked more and more fiercely, and some were anxious and annoyed, desperate to make quick decisions. The ban on the dragon dragon is a hard bone. It is not only difficult to kneel down, but also a terrible place. As long as there is no continuous brute force attack, the falsified magic dragon palace ban will gradually recover. Once the banned system of the Dragon Hall was restored, it would have to come back again. The seven days and seven nights of the storm were in vain, and the food, the spar and the medicinal herbs that were carried around were almost empty. At that time, there were still seven days to go. Splurge?

The red robe ancestors also roared one after another, and they only tried to attack and defend themselves. The little devils who were attacking the magic dragon palace were stopped. They had the heart to help but they had more than enough strength. They could only cheer and cheer on the sidelines. Only hundreds of wars without life and without consciousness continue to attack the Magic Dragon Palace. There is no pain and no emotional fluctuations. It seems that they will never tire, and they will slam the light curtains that are shrouded in the Temple of the Dragon.

A quirky puppet doll suddenly jumped out of the darkness at this time, throwing a small stone on the back of a war. The latter stopped the action of attacking the Dragon Hall, turned around and looked at it, and slammed it toward the puppet doll. The latter ran and threw a small piece of stone from time to time, slowly and igniting the war. In the dark. Many small devils stared intently at the red robe ancestors and the dragons and white sluts. No one noticed the movements in the corner. There were quite a few other wars in the vicinity, but they did not ask whether they would continue to attack. The Dragon Hall is banned, and unless it is attacked, it will only execute the owner's orders.