Chapter 707

"You don't have a lot of demands. I think it's good for you to be a real beast. Don't even think about it." Cold traceless face hung a bright smile.

"Bah, how can you talk to your second master? How can you say that the beast has no dream and despises you?" Erha is not satisfied with the status quo, which makes Leng Wuhen feel very interesting.

"Don't worry, if I know, maybe I will help you find a way. It's useless for you to ask that old guy. He can't even help himself now, otherwise he won't stay in my body, and you should distinguish the reality, big from small." Leng Wuchen leans against a big tree and speaks slowly.

Er HA is a bad smile. He suddenly planed the soil on the ground with his hand and made a ball with his hand. Then he came to Leng Wuhen. Leng Wuhen didn't expect that the animal would dare to move.

See cold no trace seems to be a little angry, two ha hippy smile of spit out tongue, don't mention that expression how cheap, then turn around and run, cold no trace is really a little angry, although in the rain to avoid the rain, but didn't avoid the little guy's mud shell.

He was splashed with mud spots. He chased erha quickly at his feet and called out: "MD, you stop. Today I'll let you know what mud monkey is. No, it's stone monkey. I'll let you jump out of the stone completely. I'll make a sculpture for you and stop for me."

"Slightly slightly slightly, can't catch angry monkey, have ability you catch up with me, slightly slightly slightly." Er ha ran and ridiculed the cold traceless behind him. This scene is not to mention how funny it is.

Also let Leng Wuhen realize that life may become very interesting because of some small things. Although he looks angry on his face, he is warm in his heart. At least there is a second ha, which eases his pressure.

However, when Leng Wuhen was about to catch up, the voice of fighting came not far ahead, and it was very fierce. Leng Wuhen picked erha up and put him in his arms. Er HA was honest and said, "let me go. Your clothes are full of mud ideas. I'm a clean beast."

"Come on, don't make trouble. Shut up. I'll see what's going on in front of me. Anzhengli shouldn't be here. It's raining here. Generally, no one will choose to come and go, and it's still such a large-scale battle." It's like a cold reminder.

Later, he hid behind a dense bush. At this time, Leng Wuhen saw everything clearly. At a distance of about 100 meters, a man in grey controlled the soil to fight.

Surrounded by more than 100 people, Leng Wuhen thought that he was bullying more people when he saw here, but gradually when he saw many fallen bodies around, he realized that it was the man in grey who was slaughtering more than 100 people.

Rain suddenly there are so many people, how many let Leng no trace a little surprised, because the road has not met many people, if just and erha crazy, I'm afraid it will not find here.

Is that a local soul? But it's very unusual to fight in such a strange way. It's not very good for Leng Wuchen to watch the man in black around his body, and even the position less than two meters away from him, which is surrounded by mud, like black boa constrictors.

And his cold breath and tough cold eyes can't help but make people tremble. Maybe it's because of the rain. The soil around the man's body is obviously more cohesive, and after the baptism of rain, it's like a sharp blade with slag, which makes people shiver.

With each attack of the men in grey, five or three people will be knocked down. I don't know whether they are dead or have no fighting ability. In a word, Leng Wuchen knows some men's ability.

A piercing cold wind blew, and almost everyone blinked, the figure of the man in grey disappeared in the same place. Wind blowing, a fuzzy shadow collision in a spirit of the chest. A stormy attack was launched in an instant. Because this person's speed is too fast, the spirit can only see with the naked eye except cold traceless.

Leng Wuchen can see clearly. The other person's speed is really not slow, but it's basically difficult to escape Leng Wuchen's eyes. At least Leng Wuchen is not afraid of anyone in terms of speed.

"Earth Spirit, mud pool!" With the man in gray clothes drinking high in his mouth, he saw a huge black pool appear out of thin air in the space above, shaking violently, boom, a loud noise of mania and uneasiness, countless black debris flows ejected out, but scattered into countless sand, quickly attacking the people below.

With bursts of screams, in the cold and traceless sight, the action of the man in grey has not been slow. With each punch, the air blows "Pa Pa!" Make a sound, "Hoo Hoo!" It's loud.

The roar is incessant. The strong wind blows up the dust on the ground when fighting on the battlefield. The shadow of legs is flying and jumping. The fists and palms are waving each other. It's very lively.

It's almost entirely against more than a hundred spirits. From the clothes they wear, it seems that they are all disciples of a certain force. Leng Wuhen doesn't know who took the lead first, but it seems that they are chasing and killing the disciples of this group who don't know what force they belong to.Even many of the young girls' disciples died under the gray man's spirit and fists. It can be said that they are extremely merciless. Maybe when they are equal to fate, there will be no human feelings.

Leng Wuhen doesn't think who is right and who is wrong. Since the equality between men and women is so clear in many things, isn't it a joke? So Leng Wuhen is also a heartless person, but not unkind.

"Bang!" In front of the battlefield, a man suddenly came down. He was dressed as white as snow, and soon joined the battle circle. The shadowy and extremely hard mud ground was shocked out of cracks by the heavy steps of the two men, which showed the intensity of the battle.

Leng Wuhen suddenly looked forward to it from a viewing angle. It was interesting to see who would be the last yellow finch. From the goal and flowing body of the man in white, it was clear that he was coming for the man in grey.

"Yu Ning, I have said that your brother's death has nothing to do with us, soul snatching workshop. It's just a misunderstanding." The man in white kept hand in hand, shouting from time to time.

"You think I'll believe what you Hua Junzhe said. I know who killed my brother. Don't try to quibble." Zhou Yuning roared angrily.