Chapter 16： Heart of the most poisonous woman

Sang Yuan is also passionate at the moment.

The real battlefield has magical powers. It is like a mad toxin, **** punch, trembling, and fanatical, trembling all over the body, wishing to bite and tear with hands, and twist the enemies in front of you into fragments.

In a harsh cry, she didn't even hear what Qingyou Fuming said to her.

I only knew he was asking her, "...may I?"

His breath was so hot that it caused her blood to burst.

"Okay!" she nodded, "kill them all! Take back the city gate!"

You Wuming was stunned for a while.

After a while, he smiled: "This is your condition? Yes."

He laughed lowly, shaking with a short life.

The vigorous spirit of the wood exploded, and Sang was far away from the air, his eyes blinded by blood suddenly brightened a lot.

I saw where his black knife had crossed, leaving a blue afterimage.

The Great Wall has been conquered by the Devil for many days. The red demon body is packed under the gate. From a distance, it looks like a jar filled with maggots, which is disgusting.

The roots of the wall piled up more than ten feet of ghost bodies. Short-lived four-hoofed galloping, passing under this terrifying corpse mountain, straight to the city gate.

Sang was very surprised to find that since the green mangoes appeared on the black sword, every time you cut a knife, you will have an extremely terrible knife wind swaying to the surroundings. Qi was cut into two pieces.

The cyan sword mansions are enough to catch seven or eight feet away.

This is the strength of Lingyao!

Quite fantasy!

For Sang Yuan, being able to create a fire without roots in the palm of his hand, like the gray clothes around You Yingyue, is already a very immortal thing. And the strength that You Wuming showed at this moment has once again refreshed her understanding of the fantasy world.

He rushed into the city gate.

The city gate is the gap that was flushed out of the dam when Hongfeng arrived.

Upon contact, even Sang felt a suffocating pressure from afar.

There are too many of them. This Great Wall, I don’t know how many monsters are kept outside. And this breached gap is enough to drive all the monsters crazy.

They squeezed beneath the city gate and rushed inland madly.

Nearly half of the demons exploded in the squeeze, making the people around them dressed in more horrible blood.

You Wuming's eyebrows pressed slightly, and she pressed Sang far away on her short-lived back. He held the reins with one hand, his body pressed down, his forearm protecting her back, and the other hand dancing with his sword, swaying out the gorgeous cold shadow of the sword.

Sang was lying far between the short-lived blood-stained soft hairs. Yu Guang glanced at the light of the sword, and saw that the countless remnants swayed like red ink dripped into the water, and the king-killer kept walking like a whirlwind. Up the wall.

so amazing!

She also wants to become so powerful!

"Lord!"

A hoarse and excited roar came in front.

The lifeless Yuyingwei remains on the city wall. They blocked a section of the city wall, leaving a small passageway, and killed the ghosts who came to the door one by one. It was like a temporary safe island among the stormy waves.

You Wumei took the sword back to her sheath, sitting upright with her sang in her arms, only to see her short-lived four hoofs in a vertical direction, leaping over three feet away, flying over the heads of a group of ghosts with open teeth and dancing claws, and fell into one place. Black iron trench.

Sang Yuan’s body shivered uncontrollably, but her eyes were not at all timid. She looked at the surrounding scene with amazement, and turned her gaze to the most unpredictable ghost guard in this legend.

It is said that those who dare to talk about the lifeless are executed by the shadow shadow guards one by one.

It's not a scary guy looking at it.

This group of people gave her an amazingly lively feeling, each one was an activist and could not stop for a moment. Because Youmei strangled all the way, the Ningbo crossing was quiet at this moment, and no demons rushed up. After the Yingyingwei performed the ceremony, he jumped up and down on the wall stack and the temporary trench built, like a group of uneasy monkeys.

Sang Yuan fought along with You Wuming all the way, and was already somewhat immune to **** stimulation. She grabbed You Wuming's arm and jumped from her short-lived back to the edge of the wall stack to see.

To the west of the Great Wall is the Abyss.

Last night, she unexpectedly advanced to the second level of Lingyin. Sang has obviously felt the improvement of her constitution. Her vision is more than double that of yesterday. She stands on the city wall and looks down, you can see every ghost. shape.

I saw that the red wave extended to the end of the left and right lines of sight, and more than a hundred feet away in front of it, it was a dark abyss that could not be seen at a glance. The thunder cloud was over the abyss, and the thunder thundered from the cloud into the abyss, but it could not be stopped. The dense demons poured out from the depths.

The eighteen states of Yunjing are like isolated islands in the sea. The whole continent is surrounded by such an abyss. The demon comes from the bottom of the abyss and may attack any defense line like crazy at any time. Irregular.

Sang took his eyes away and walked to the other wall.

Here, and the inner Great Wall across the distance.

This night, the number of Wraiths from the bottom of the abyss suddenly increased tenfold, and a small part of them squeezed from the broken city gate into the buffer zone. More Wraiths, like stacked Luohan, surging layer by layer, surging, Straight across the Great Wall.

Except for this small section occupied by Umbra, the rest have been completely destroyed.

At this moment, even the edge of the inner Great Wall was full of corpse mountains, and there was no time to clean it up. The walls of the city were constantly dumped with burning fire oil, and large groups of ghosts were ignited and rolled down from the walls, like burning ant balls.

"Reporting to the Lord, "The Tide" is coming to an end! "Tail" is coming soon!" A man with a sharp-billed monkey gill came forward to report.

"Tide" is this wave of Hades offensive that is more than ten times more than usual. The "tail" means the most fierce counterattack before the end.

These people are all rolling out of the sea of ​​blood, and they are already old opponents, and they know their habits very well.

"Well." You Wuming's face didn't matter, "close the city gate and withdraw."

"Yes!"

Everyone was busy, and after three, five, and two, the black iron defensive layer in front of them was dismantled, carried on their shoulders, and pushed down the stairs.

Sang Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly and he shouted You Wuming.

He walked over to her and looked down.

I saw another team of Tieqi running straight towards the Great Wall. The leader was particularly outstanding, like a red-backed black eagle.

You Wuming looked at some toothache.

Sang glanced at him from afar, feeling that this person was sometimes like a child-there were no taboos when doing things, but in fact doing bad things still knew guilty.

For example, after chopping the rappelling rope, he has been hiding from Han Shaoling.

Sang couldn't help but smile.

"Nice to see him?" Yin Yun's voice rang against his ears.

She looked at him sideways and saw that his perfect face was stained with blood, her eyes were bottomless, and she stared at her so straight.

"Well," she nodded, "I hope he dies so that I won't be bound by that concentric bond."

Youming's appearance was a bit stunned: "...the most poisonous woman's heart."

"Is there any way, who makes me like you." Sang Yuansheng performed Pan Jinlian's effect.

You Wuming fought two cold wars and fled.

He deliberately wanted to walk as chic as usual, but his back tightened uncontrollably.

The voice spoken to his subordinates was also a few degrees higher than usual: "Hurry up, don't be named Han's robber!"

After a few steps, he remembered that Sang Yuan was far away and short-lived.

He folded back again, his eyes drifting a little, and dragged Sang far to his short-lived back, stiffening his body, and directing it downstairs.

Under the city gate, Sang Yuan once again saw something new.

I saw that the black iron defensive ring that was removed was installed by them again, layer by layer, like building blocks.

Soon the gate was blocked for nearly half.

They climbed this thing that looked like a wall and a net to a high place. While piercing the dead ghost, they continued to push the black iron shelf handed down below to the high place.

Soon, a mesh iron door closed the door.

Several small iron plates with wheels were tucked under the iron door, and everyone's palms flashed, grabbed the movable door, and pushed it out.

Both the living ghost and the dead ghost are pushed by this great force, and they can't help retreating involuntarily.

"Hey...Hey...Hey..."

Youying Weigua smiled and pushed with her shoulders and hands. Not long afterwards, she stood against the torrent of torrents and pushed the temporarily built iron gate out of the fallen doorway!

When the black iron crashed outwards, Youying Wei hurriedly retreated, pushing the two outermost iron gates, closing them together.

The bright red light kept shrinking in front of his eyes. With the rumbling of black iron, the light in front of him quickly shrank to a line-"crack", which was the sound of the iron pin falling.

"boom--"

The outer demon hit the black iron gate, and the whole city was trembling.

Youyingwei backed away and closed all the doors gradually.

The ghost is isolated.

Behind him, the hoof just happened.

You Wu Lao lazily pulled around the reins and turned her head, tilting her head, looking bored.

If it weren't for the blood-stained testimony, anyone would think he was just here to see the scenery of the swinging children.

Han Shaoling took the lead.

Seeing that the city gate was closed, he exhaled, and the fire that suffocated for a long time was extinguished.

"Is the "Wailing" coming soon?" Han Shaoling asked kindly, regardless of his suspicions.

You Wuming was about to speak. Suddenly she saw a soft person waking up in front of Han Shaoling. Before she stood upright, she vomited first.

Dream free.

"Oh..." You Wuming didn't mean to begrudge him.

He pulled the reins, withdrew from Laoyuan, then raised a hand and pointed at Sangyuan far.

"See, my woman."

The tone is full of bragging.

Han Shaoling's eyes fell on Sang Yuan immediately.

She was sitting upright and there was no fear in her black and white eyes. She did not show any cowardice to Shang Shaoling's eyes, and only nodded slightly.

She changed her face and looked ordinary at the moment.

Outside with a **** light falling on her quiet face, accompanied by the wailing of the sky, Han Shaoling was in a trance, actually feeling that he saw a holy snow lotus, driving in a **** purgatory.

It seems to be a ray of light that unexpectedly descended into this terrifying world.

Han Shaoling was shocked, and his eyes were clearly filled with stunning words.