"Thank you very much, Uncle Wu!"
The salute of Beichen car.
That's the most powerful player in Vientiane. It's a first-class player in the North restricted area!
Generally speaking, to let the most powerful in the Vientiane realm give a shot, the cost that needs to be spent is absolutely not affordable for the warriors in the ordinary cave.
However, Beichen car has a good father, let martial uncle protect the road for it, three times!
Beichen car has been very powerful, with many treasures, in general, even in the face of the powerful people in the cave, there is no problem.
Back to ten thousand steps, behind Beichen's car, there is a behemoth named beidihou.
Which short-sighted warrior in the cave can ignore the northern Marquis's attack on his offspring?
People of this level are rare even in the whole Dayan Dynasty.
This time, Wang houbang, Tianjiao is like a cloud, plus such a big environment that small annihilation will come, for Beichen car, which has not yet fully risen, it is absolutely in danger.
It can save a mobile phone meeting for the most powerful in Vientiane. For Beichen, it's a big profit.
Wu Shu, dressed in a black military robe, his long hair flying wantonly, nodded to the Beichen car, and then stepped out.
"Shua!"
Martial uncle's step is close to the end of the world. He comes to Qin Sheng in an instant.
Qin Sheng's pupils suddenly contracted, and a cold spread out from his body. He felt that Wushu, who did not have much yuan power fluctuation, was like a God's residence climbing out of the abandoned tomb.
A breath of death suddenly enveloped Qin Sheng's whole body. In the thirty-six dynasties of the wasteland, he was stared at by a powerful man in the Vientiane realm, which was no different from being stared at by the God of death.
"Hum!"
Qin Sheng turned his hand and offered a talisman made by master Feng of Wan Gaofeng.
This black talisman has been burned for a little half. I don't know if I can fight Uncle Wu for the rest!
Qin Sheng's heart is empty!
"I'm going to cut off the most powerful one today!"
Qin Sheng suddenly clenched his teeth, and his face was full of perseverance. He ran the "nine Death Magic Skill" crazily. Then Qin Sheng obviously felt that his life force was slowly passing.
Qin Sheng's body is very strong, especially the spirit. After nine dead Kung Fu, he has washed the sinews and cut the marrow. Although he has not melted the Shenfu, his life span is probably more than 12000.
Qin Sheng lost his one hundred year old Shouyuan when he first used the nine death skill. Now Shouyuan seems to have a lot more, but if he tries his best to use the nine death skill, he will soon waste it.
"Use mine!"
Suddenly, Xia bingning holds Qin Sheng by her white hands. She hands Qin Sheng a volume of scriptures.
Qin Sheng looks at Xia bingning and takes the Scripture.
This volume of Scripture is made of ancient dragon skin and tied with a dragon tendon in the middle. Just touching it, you can feel the unprecedented dragon Qi.
Qin Sheng felt that this was a volume of Scripture, which was carried by the dragon's genuine leather. He wrote with the dragon's blood essence and sealed with the dragon's tendon.
"Hiss!"
Qin Sheng took a breath of cool air. He felt that there was a real dragon sealed in the ancient scriptures!
At the same time, Uncle Wu held out a finger like lightning, and he extended to Qin Sheng's tianlinggai.
"Kill you!"
Without any hesitation, Qin Sheng pulled out the Dragon root and smashed the volume of Wushang Scripture to Uncle Wu.
"Boom!"
The whole temple burst open. In the sky, there was a sense of terror rolling up the mat
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