"Oh? Humiliate us?"

Yang Xu raised his eyebrows.

"This was inspired by the famine Lord of China..."

Fang Yao suddenly looked in the direction of the waster and lowered his voice:

"It is said that our landlords have some holidays with landlords in China. You know."

He blinked at the rising sun.

"And such a thing?"

Yangxu was a little unexpected.

"Forget it, brother Fang, how much do you know about Liangyi Shentai?"

Yangxu casually changed the topic.

"I don't know much about this. But I heard that Liangyi Shentai was formed by an air luck dragon ball."

"Pneumatic dragon ball?"

Yang Xu's eyes flashed:

"Is it related to the dragon vein?"

Fang Yao obviously didn't know much about the dragon vein and the imperial dynasty, and vaguely said:

"It should be related. It is said that only the mainland with more than nine emperors and dynasties can produce air luck dragon beads. The foundation of the existence of Liangyi Shentai happens to be related to it."

Fang Yao looks at Yang Xu apologetically:

"Sorry, Yangxu, I know so much about this transmission altar."

Yangxu waved his hand carelessly.

Just about to say something.

Boom!

Nine days above, a blood red thunder suddenly tore the sky.

The bloody magic cloud came here at an amazing speed from several kilometers away.

"It's him! He's coming!"

Fang Yao looked at the blood cloud and his face suddenly changed.

"What?"

Yangxu looked up at the blood cloud.

Unexpectedly, Fang Yao grabbed Yang Xu's clothes:

"Yang Xu, don't look! There will be trouble!"

Blood thunder cracks the air, blood clouds cover the sky, and blood light opens the way.

Such a spectacle has attracted many Chinese border players to look into the sky.

Unexpectedly.

"Oh, my eyes!"

"That blood light is strange!"

"Don't look at the blood cloud!"

Above the mountain.

The famine Lord's beautiful face moved slightly.

The tragic voice of the members of the central state came into her ears, and she wanted to take care of it.

But he still pressed his mind:

"Protect you once, but not twice. Let's learn a lesson."

She didn't do it.

In front of her, on a lower mountain.

The Lord of the moon burial palace sits on a side of bluestone and is enjoying the sunset.

The sunset fell on her, setting her off like a fairy.

Evergreen stood not far away, looking at her with some obsession.

Feng lie nearby is worried about Chang Qing:

The fool can see that the Lord of the moon burial palace means to Yangxu.

Elder martial brother, your unrequited love affair is doomed to be fruitless.

Right now.

The bloody magic cloud approached here at an amazing speed.

Boom!

The rolling magic cloud shrouded the whole mountain directly.

Snow Lotus!

The sudden change made the Lord of the moon burial palace have no time to think about it. The white lotus on his head rose.

The cold of rolling ice and snow turned into ice walls to block the bloody magic cloud.

"Bury the moon!"

Evergreen face changed, brush!

Stand up and rush to the magic cloud.

Seeing this, Feng lie rushed to the blood cloud.

"Get out of here!"

In the bloody magic cloud, a domineering voice sounded.

Boom!

The blood cloud turned into a huge palm and slapped Chang Qing and Feng lie:

Bang bang!

Chang Qing and Feng lie were directly photographed and flew out.

Hula!

The vast blood cloud turned into a blood red cloak.

A tall man, now on the top of the mountain, was strong, with red hair, no wind, and a bloody cloak.

Standing on the top of the peak, he glanced at the master of the moon burial palace in the air:

Get out!

Wave it freely, wheeze!

A blood red strong wind rolled away to the chairman of the funeral Moon Palace.

Buzz!

The ice and snow lotus blossomed, and the cold air condensed into a network, blocking the bloody strong wind.

With the help of this earthquake, the Lord of the moon burial palace flew backward.

The bloody man, who did not even look at the burial Moon Palace leader, looked sideways with cold eyes:

"Where's Lin Chong? Get out!"

"You xingyuanmen turned their back on China and took refuge in Zhongzhou. Lin Chong, get out and eat my three blood fingerprints!"

The blood haired man's voice resounded like thunder.

Brush.

Yang Xu leaped to take over the shocked master of the moon burial Palace:

"Are you okay?"

"Nothing."

The month burial palace leader looked at the bloody man at the peak with some dignity:

"This man's skill is a little strange and very evil."

Yangxu glanced at the figure at the top of the peak and said with a smile:

"I see. I wish you were all right."

He took the master of the moon burial palace, turned and left.

Seeing the slender jade hand of the Lord of the moon burial palace, he was held in his hand by Yangxu.

But she didn't struggle. Instead, like a little daughter-in-law, she followed Yangxu with a red face.

Fang Yao nearby looked silly:

On the one hand, I was surprised that such a beauty as the burial Moon Palace master had something to do with Yang Xu.

On the other hand, he wondered why Yang Xu was not angry at all?

His woman was bullied!

Fang Yao looks at Yang Xu's back, but sees that Yang Xu's steps are slightly interrupted and asks Fang Yao without looking back:

"Do you know the man on the mountain?"

"He is Tu Tianjiao. He cultivates the blood yuan skill. It is said that his accomplishments have reached the fourth level of the sea of suffering..."

Fang Yaodao.

"Oh, I see."

Yangxu took the master of the buried Moon Palace and walked to the mountain where the waste master was located without looking back.

Members of the Zhongzhou border saw Tu Tianjiao, who had an amazing momentum, and his momentum was unbridled.

They all returned to the famine Lord.

Brush!

Lin Chongyi dodged and appeared on the mountain where Tu Tianjiao was located.

Yang Xu next to the waster looked at the other side and asked:

"Before the Qianlong battle list competition starts, can you take any action?"

The famine Lord looked at him and said with deep meaning:

"If he wants to kill, is there anyone else stopping him?"

The meaning is obvious:

Before and after the game.

As long as you have enough strength, even if you pierce the sky, no one will stop you.

of course.

Whether you can bear the consequences is another matter.

Seeing that Lin Chongshan is now in front of Tu Tianjiao.

Lei Yinglong and Dong Wu here are all nervous.

In the face of the rising sun, they have never been so afraid.

Yangxu looked in his eyes and raised his eyebrows:

"Is Tu Tianjiao so terrible?"

"Tu Tianjiao, our Xingyuan gate has always been a part of China, but our martial brothers have to leave China. I hope you don't embarrass Xingyuan gate."

Lin Zhong ignored Tu Tianjiao's ferocious and threatening evil spirit and went down the tunnel unaffected.

Tu Tianjiao stared at him for a long time and suddenly burst out laughing:

"Hahaha, well, in the face of my bloody devil, you Lin Zhong can still keep your face unchanged. You're brave enough!"

"But I heard that even if you went to the team in Zhongzhou, you didn't get the first place in the demon hunting competition. What's the matter with you?"

Tu Tianjiao's face was obviously gloating.

Don't wait for Lin Zhong to answer.

He roared at the mountain on the side of Chaoyang Xu:

"Who's the first guy in the demon hunting competition? Get over here and let me kill someone!"