~： Four hundred and sixty-six. This is Yang Ming's little era, manually funny

(Three more)

This is the best era and the worst.

Because this era is called Yang Ming's small era.

Manually funny.

There is no doubt that people who can be in the same era as Yang Ming are lucky, because they are fortunate enough to see a generation born out of the blue and challenge the majesty of the Wuhun Temple, just like the blazing sun hangs in the sky. Unwilling to admit that he was there, but they are also unfortunate at the same time. Any genius, geek, rebirth, golden generation, all will be eclipsed in front of Yang Ming's aura.

Than open?

Yang Ming is not boasting, you can deal with all of you with one hand!

Oscar's remarks made Dai Mubai, Tang San and other people feel the same, especially Tang San, and his face was very similar.

Tang San had the accumulation of the previous Tang Tang, this life is actually not as good as Yang Ming, it was simply Husky!

Seeing that they still had a thoughtful chat, Dean Flander angrily rewarded Oscar with a fist chestnut, saying:

"You don't need to say a little bit, haven't you seen that the crisis surrounded by Wuhun Temple has not been lifted yet? Haven't you caught up with Yang Ming and left here?"

The dean's authority is supreme.

Oscar also knew that the villain had died of talking too much, scratching his head, smirking, and embarrassed to continue this topic.

A group of people gathered around Yang Ming, Yang Ming drummed up the little soul power left in his body, and his pupils were transformed into kaleidoscope writing round eyes, with a force of space spiral, and the dean Flander and the others were enveloped in front of him. Inside.

By Yang Ming’s orders in advance, Dean Flander knew that this was Yang Ming’s ability. Although he felt this spatial ability for the first time, he felt a threat of a thorn in his back, as if there were any It may be torn into pieces by the turbulent flow of space, but no one has resisted, allowing the surrounding space to exert force on the body and involve them in Shenwei space.

"call!"

Pour so many people into Shenwei space in one breath. If it's nothing to change to normal, but now it's time for Yang Ming's large amount of loss, and immediately feel the legs are soft, the head is swollen, and the mental exhaustion is extremely extreme. There seemed to be countless silver needles tingling their nerves.

One word, hurt!

Yang Ming's eyes glanced and found that Pope Bibidong was once again making a comeback after being knocked back by Tang Hao, knowing that this place should not stay for a long time, he quickly returned to his body, and would block the Tangluo, Guimei and other Tangluo. Hao found it.

Putting one hand on Tang Hao's broad shoulders, Yang Ming smiled provocatively at the ghosts, ghosts, and ghosts, waiting for them to attack with anger. Immediately, they launched their abilities, and the figures of others and Tang Hao disappeared in place and were involved in Shenwei space. .

Pope Bibidong came a step behind and watched people go to the empty place, making her almost mad.

She can't remember how many years she hasn't felt this kind of madness. It looks like the last time, or she felt this way after being forced by the last pope.

The word Yang Ming was deeply imprinted in Pope Bibidong’s mind, making her want to separate the wall every time she remembered it!

The words are divided into two ends.

As the space rotates like a mixer, the two figures step on the floor in the shape of a square.

Shenwei Space is a very weird space, where only white and black are distinguished, the sky is endlessly dark, the ground is a block tower built by blocks, the height is uneven, the vastness is endless, there is no people, it looks empty, lonely, nothingness.

"puff!"

Tang Hao kneeled on one knee and covered his chest with his right hand. His face was purple and green, and his mouth spit. As soon as the turbid blood sputum fell on the ground, he immediately made a noisy noise. After a while, the ground was pitted with blood phlegm.

Upon seeing this, Yang Ming's complexion changed slightly, and he was shocked:

"You are so poisoned!"

"No...nothing..."

In the corner of Tang Hao’s eyes, Yu Guang saw that Tang San and others were not far away. From the standpoint of a father, he quickly pressed the venomous spider poison in his body with his soul. By the way, he also stepped on the soles of his feet to wipe off the blood sputum on the ground to avoid being Tang. Three discoveries.

But he also didn't think about how violent the Pope's spider poison was, and what's more, he had fought with each other for such a long time. If he chose to vomit a little blood, he would have nothing to say. However, under this strong pressure, instead of failing to suppress the toxicity, he made his face more ugly, changing from the original purple-cyan color to off-white, just like the body of a half-foot stepping into the coffin.

Unexpectedly, Tang Hao had such a proud side in front of his son Tang San!

Yang Ming sighed with emotion. Naturally, he would not sit by and watch the safety of the next general. Fortunately, he had alchemy, and when he was bored, he also helped Prince Xuexing to collect some herbs. When he was bored, he made some pills. In case of unforeseen needs, Youhai Najie is stocking a group of Jiedudan.

"This is for you," Yang Ming took out a bottle of Elixir and handed it to Tang Hao, greeted him with puzzled eyes explained: "This can relieve the toxicity in your body."

Looking at the green medicine in the bottle and saying that it is a poison, everyone believes!

Tang Hao's throat swallowed up and down, and out of trust in Yang Ming, he opened the cap with doubt and his mouth aligned with his mouth.

Bored!

The ball-sized Jiedu Dan slid down the throat, and the sweet taste overflowed the corners of the mouth. As it fell into the abdomen for digestion, a burst of ice and cold rose from the lower abdomen.

At the same time, the grayness on Tang Hao's face gradually receded.

"call!"

The expulsive, poisonous breath exhaled, and the pungent smell was disgusting.

But with the spit out, Tang Hao's severely tortured poison just now broke down.

It didn't happen that Tang Hao had just detoxified this side, and Tang San had already run over with excitement.

"father!"

Even when he was an adult in his previous life, Tang San still rarely showed his true feelings to the only loved one in the world today.

However, when he was close to Tang Hao, Tang Hao was relieved, and the poison that just disintegrated was discharged from the back of the buttocks.

"puff!"

An invincible stinky fart is released.

Tang looked embarrassed, and the expression on his face was particularly funny.

Smelling this stinky fart in the air is like stinking fart in patients with prostate and constipation for decades. The unprecedentedly venomous poison, even the master who always puts an unsmiling face in front of Tang San, could not help but twitch his mouth slightly. In his mind, the image of the tall man under the crown of Hao Tian collapsed instantly!

The collapse of Tang Hao's heart.

You listen to me explain, I am definitely not the kind of person you imagine!

However, Tang Hao has always been reticent, faced with this awkward atmosphere, naturally closed his mouth, let the stink spread between each other.