Chapter 5119

They clearly left people to guard Huang's ancestors.

What's more, the breath on the other side is from those adults!

How can you be saved by others?!

Fan Qing's meeting is beyond understanding!

When his words hissed, the direction of the people in the Qingquan Palace on the other side suddenly exploded.

Countless tentacles of black fog swept towards them in an instant.

Those black tentacles carry countless murderous and condensing gases in the battlefield.

In this battlefield, the strength played out is extremely strong, and even has the advantage of evil spirit bonus!

While these tentacles are plundering towards the people in the holy palace of Qingquan, the latter and others stabilize their bodies. Before they have time to speak to Luo Qingtong and others, they hear the voices around them, and their faces change suddenly.

Their bodies try their best to mobilize their own strength, desperately to the place not far away.

Their attack collided with the black tentacles.

In an instant, boom, their bodies were all blasted back by those black tentacles and the aftershock of their collision.

This meeting, the body of a group of people, is completely injured, not much worse than fan Qing's injury!

"Bang bang!"

A crowd's body shape, mercilessly smashes in not far place.

And in their mouths, they all spit out a lot of blood.

Even those who barely vomit blood don't have a little bit of blood on their face.

With the last bit of strength, he just swallowed the blood of himself and other people again.

"You... Poof!"

The face of the head of Qingquan holy palace was full of horror.

He looked at Luo Qingtong and Huang Laozu and others, and then spat out a mouthful of blood, but he couldn't bear it any longer!

He's just the one who has resisted the most attacks, which will hurt the most!

And in his words when opening, on the other side of the direction of Luo Qingtong and others, appeared a huge figure.

That figure is waving innumerable black tentacles, teeth in the mouth, sharp Yiqi, that suddenly open big mouth, looks like laughing at something, also seems to be threatening something.

The figure is like a huge meat mountain.

And all around was the gray breath of death.

All the dead air on the battlefield is gathered on it.

"It's the monster!"

Naranyue and others recognized the meat at a glance.

Su Yu and others on the other side of the face, is also a face of surprise.

They also recognized the little meatball.

It turns out that in the middle battlefield, the other party was assigned by Luo Qingtong to help them!

No wonder it's so timely!

When they were thinking about this, the faces of those in Qingquan Palace on the other side were calm.

"Warcraft of Warcraft!"

They don't know the real identity of the little meatball.

But looking at the spirit of death on him, he guessed his possible identity.

And when their voice rings out, the complexion of Luo Qingtong is light.

She raised her hand and called the little meatball. Then she looked coldly at the people around her: "now leave, I can spare you not to die!"

Luo Qingtong's words are naturally said to the people of the United city.

And hear her voice, a group of united city people in the heart of a hesitation.

And then