MTL - World of Cultivation-~ Eighty-seventh-seventh

Pharaoh whispered and turned into a gray shadow, and rushed toward the other side.

The other party does not evade, if not noticed.

There was a bit of anger on the face of Lao Wang, and he snorted: "Look for death!"

The "snake-snake" he cultivated is different from others. Others are versatile, but he is a fierce and violent route. The gray gas in his right arm was gathered in his right arm. Hey, the gray gods loaded with sharp spikes and turned into small snakes, and quickly squirmed toward his arm.

A gray snake shadow emerged behind the pharaoh, and it slammed its head and screamed.

Pharaoh's momentum climbed to the peak, his feet were forceful, and the whole person leaped into the air, and his body was presented with a strange twist, which was like a giant shackle.

"kill!"

Exhale and open the sound, and thunder.

Pharaoh’s right fist is like a whip!

Hey!

The tremulous tremors sway like water waves.

Pharaoh’s figure disappeared in the air.

Snapped!

The crisp crash, a white hand, grabbed the pharaoh's fist, and the other figure did not move.

Lao Wang’s face floated with a touch of gray, and the sound of the distorted body slammed into a strong force. The fist man who was held by the other side broke freely and swung again at a very fast speed.

The other party apparently did not think that Pharaoh could break free, but his reaction was extremely fast, and he was caught in the palm of his hand and greeted the pharaoh's fist.

Lao Wang’s face was thick and thick.

In the blink of an eye, he waved twelve punches!

Twelve punches are as fast as lightning, and those with weaker strength can only see a vague fist.

The opponent's palm is not inferior.

Snapped!

Twelve sounds, like a sound, this sound is so boring.

The other party back three steps!

Pharaoh is a trembling figure, his face is gray, this trick [12 rings], is his trick. Twelve punches as fast as lightning, one punch is heavier than one punch. This week, this move has never been missed, and it is easy to erase a mountain. Nowadays, he is dressed in the body, and in the dead pool, almost at the peak of the state, this [Twelve Rings] is the strongest blow he has ever played!

Such a strong [12 ringing], but only let the other party back three steps!

Pharaoh's face changed, his combat experience is very rich, almost in an instant, he judged that the strength of the other side is far more than him!

Master!

The other person's gaze fell on the pharaoh and praised: "This dress is good."

Everyone saw the appearance of the coming. The person was thin and tall, and he was wearing a cloak. His body seemed to be shrouded in the shadows. Almost all of this person's face was covered by the shadow of the cloak.

The guards sank in the heart.

He and Lao Wang have a very good relationship, and Pharaoh’s trick has been tried by himself. Even if it is normal, he is very difficult to accept the Pharaoh’s [Twelve Rings]. Just now that the [Twelve Rings] was almost made out of the old king, the power was nearly 30%, and he could never do so.

But the other party went on, and, unscathed, just retired three steps.

This strength is far from what you can match!

The guardian's face is not flustered. This is the site of Yinlingwei. The other side's wishful thinking is not so easy. The other side has almost no death, apparently just sneaked into the Netherland tomb.

This guy certainly doesn't know why there is no big fight despite the fact that Wan Bo Chi Hai can't help but fight.

The **** sneered in the heart.

"Master means, admire underneath." There was a whimsical voice in the cloak: "They invite the master to visit the government for a few days, and ask the master to give a face."

Zuo Mo faintly said: "I don't like to deal with people who hide their heads."

"Oh, the master is in the face, and the face is nothing but a cloud." The other side chuckled: "The master is relieved, as long as the master is willing to cooperate, everything can be said. No matter beauty or treasure, what the master wants, what is it. Then, the master knows what is a paradise on earth, and it is many times more than this broken place."

His tone is full of temptation.

Zuo Mo smiled and looked at each other with a smile: "Why don't you ask the owner's meaning?"

The other party also smiled: "Today is down, it is necessary."

"The tone is really big." An unpleasant and boring voice suddenly sounded.

A figure wrapped in a corpse is slowly floating out of the dead air, but it is one of the five ghosts of the Yinling.

The other person's body shape is stiff.

When Bu Yumian appeared, the surrounding dead air seemed to solidify.

When the cloth appeared to sleep, the guards breathed a sigh of relief. The ancient unparalleled adults live alone in Yigufeng, and Bu Ruomian adults sleep in the sea, as long as they often mix two people. The vast sea of ​​boiling water, there has not been too bad fighting, because of the existence of Bu Yumian adults.

Bu Ruomian's temper is violent and murderous, cold and ruthless, annoying that he is not so simple.

"Buddha!" ​​The guards hurriedly bowed.

"Little Huo, take the master to go anywhere else, it doesn't take long. I haven't met the fresh body for a long time, it's really exciting!" Bu Ruoming's voice is still ugly, but the tone is still polite, after all, the guard is The person around the ghost master.

"Yes!" Xiao Huo quickly took the left back and quickly disappeared into the dead.

"Yinling five ghosts, cloth like sleep?" The people in the cloak suddenly opened.

"Want to beg for mercy? Hey, it’s late!" The sound of Bu Ruo’s ugly voice echoed in the air.

"Begging for mercy?" In the shadow of the face, a bright red arc is lit up, full of fun.

"Yeah." Bu was asleep, and the reaction of the other party was not quite right.

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"The master waits for a moment, the cloth master will soon solve the battle." Xiao Hu said to the left, he is confident in Bu Ruoming.

"Nothing, no hurry, this meeting." Zuo Mo smiled, but he didn't think so. His power did not recover, but the realm was higher than them. In his opinion, the guy wearing the cloak, the strength and the cloth are at the same level.

Moreover, his insight is far more acute than other people. He noticed that although the cloak person appeared to be panicked at the moment of Bu Ruoming, the breath did not fluctuate.

This shows that the other party is pretending to panic.

That means that he must have a backhand, and he has to think about it with some play.

Xiao Hu turned his face and asked Lao Wang with concern: "Pharaoh, is it okay?"

Lao Wang Qiangqiang smiled and said: "It's okay, it's a little slow. This guy is really a bit fierce. Wearing a magical costume, it's a three-step retreat. It's a shame!"

"Haha, it must be Pharaoh, you were too hard last night, and your legs are soft today!"

Some people shouted and attracted everyone's laughter. The cloak of the people just gave everyone a strong sense of oppression. At this time, everyone relaxed and there was some feeling of collapse.

No one noticed that a gray mist was quietly spreading on the feet of everyone.

"Well?" Zuo Mo first noticed the difference.

The sea of ​​boiling water is a piece of ashes, and these gray mists are in the dead air, which is extremely difficult to detect. If it wasn’t for the left, he would be vigilant, but he was afraid to be on the spot.

These gray mists came very fast, and in the blink of an eye, they were surrounded by people.

Xiao Hu seems to be aware of it, but he has no time to make any sounds, just like a wooden stake.

Plopping!

Others fell like a wooden pillar on their backs. They looked pale, and they were stiff and irony.

Awesome fascination!

Rao was left to seal his mouth and nose, and his body was slightly paralyzed. This gray fog was desperately oozing into his skin. At this time, the gold beads that floated in the body of Zuo Mo, which seemed to form for a long time, seemed to be aware of the invasion of foreign enemies. The sun gods on the surface of the gold beads illuminate, and the sun blazed in the left.

Wherever he went, the fog was like being burned and burned.

Zuo Mo was pretending to be in the middle of the game, but he also fell asleep, but he secretly woke up a few guys who were sleeping in the ring. Zuo Mo’s ring has been re-refined, adding a lot of material in the endless void. The space inside is very large, and it is important that Zuo Mo has lost the remaining pieces of the gods. Now the inside is very rich, very suitable for physical recovery.

Everyone likes to rest inside.

Black gold stunned from the slumber, opened his eyes, and muttered ambiguously: "The cauldron, lying privately, not four meals?"

In all the words, the only thing that Black Gold bites clearly is the word "rice."

The ghost fog boy floated out of the foggy eyes and yawned, blowing a white mist bubble and squinting: "Master!"

The ten products and the sun have also flown over, and the ten products will always be the appearance of murder and murderousness. The sun will always be a shy appearance.

"Prepare to fight!" Zuo Moxin sent a heart to mind.

Ten products are awkward, and the small eyes are round and round, and they are eager to try.

The ghost fog sounds also wake up, and the sun is ready.

Only Black Gold did not open his eyes, and muttered in his mouth: "It’s so sleepy...you go first..."

Zuo Mo cold and cold: "The spoils, you three points."

The black gold soldier who just couldn't open his eyes, jumped up at once, and there was still a little drowsiness on his face. He knocked on his chest and gave a burst of metal sound. He said in a sigh of relief: "What is the big brother saying! Naturally! Fighting is the true meaning of my generation! Big brother, you wait, see me play them like dogs!"

His face quickly twisted and distorted, and he said: "Break the great black gold adults to sleep, these guys, the only end is that the anger of the **** gold is burned to ashes..."

The ring immediately entered the combat readiness state.

The black gold squadron screamed and snarled, and the ring was full of metal hum.

The crescent blade turned over and over between the ten palms, and the cold light flashed, reflecting the murderousness of the ten-faced face.

Ghost fog boy incarnates the fog giant, booming, huge body walking around the ring.

Sunshine hands and fingers, all lit a ray of light, each group of light is not the same color, ten different colors, he licked his lips.

They are red-eyed, just waiting for the left to make a sound.

I haven't fought for a long time!

Our big axe is already hungry and thirsty!

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