Chapter 646: Ban

Chapter 464

"Zi Ao, Mo Xiu, Ning Elders, this child is not weak, I can't see it, but it should be a lot worse than Du Shaoling's brother, but this one looks a bit proud, it doesn't seem to put me in the eye. You know, which family is the family behind Ning Elder? The family named Ning, as far as I know, seems to be no less than twenty!"

Liu Jingjing's voice.

"You don't have to pay attention to this. Although we are here to look for the sacred woman, we seem to have an adventure waiting for us. I will still focus on the fog in front."

Mo Xiu's faint voice.

"Yeah, how is this son proud again? If his family is stronger than our five poisonous gods, Ning Elder will not come to our five poison gods as elders, but Du Shaoling has been secretly in love with the saints. With the temper of Du Shaoling’s brother, he will definitely give him a little color, so let’s watch the show.”

Qi proud mouth evoked a smile, voiced.

When Liu Jingjing heard this sentence, her face changed slightly, and she looked at Li Mozhen’s eyes and flashed a touch of cold and unspeakable color.

She remembers that when Li Mozhen had just been collected as a true disciple by the night rain, it was just a garbage that even the fighting king was not, but in just one or two years, she was hit by all the way to the current six-star battle. It is harder to accept Samsung than her repair.

This is nothing more, the saint is destined to spend the innocent flower with the son of Huayinyu, and will not threaten the person whom Liu Jingjing likes. However, Du Shaoling, who she likes, is extremely admired by Li Mozhen. Let Liu Jingjing have a hatred for Li Mozhen.

This time, she also secretly prayed in her heart, hoping that Li Mozhen could be swallowed by the monsters in the vast forest, but unfortunately, the day is not a wish, her prayer has no effect, not only that, Li Mozhen’s repair is still It is even deeper.

"So, in this fog, there is a creature at least fighting for the title?"

After listening to Ning Qi’s narrative, Ning Xuandong looked at the fog of the group.

"The existence of the fighting class? Behind the fog, it is likely to harbor a large amount of cultivation resources! My chance is coming!"

Du Shaoling’s eyes reveal a fascinating color. He is now the second peak of life and death. After half a step, he can break into the third level of life and death, that is, the peak of life and death, the peak of the birth of three customs, this half step, but it needs great The cultivation resources, the five poison gods are not enough to give him such a large resource, he can only raise himself!

"Well, many people are now going to find the masters of their family. We just have to look here and wait for the ban to be broken."

Ning Qi smiled.

"So great."

Ning Xuandong smiled slightly.

"Hey, what about those dragons?"

Ning Xuandong’s eyes suddenly stopped in the coffin and sealed a few people, and the eyes flashed a touch of jealous color. Cang Mingfeng found Ning Xuandong’s gaze, and smiled back. Ning Xuandong gave a slight glimpse and smiled. Something strange in my heart, how does this dragon family not resemble a dragon?

"There is a master!"

"More than one!"

"The poor city city is poor and has no prison!"

"The eighth-order dragons of the Cangling Dragons are also here!"

"That is the elder of Yudanzong!"

There are nine masters with different breaths, standing in front of the fog, everyone's eyes are condensed on these nine masters, looking forward to them, waiting for them to break the ban.

"Poverty without prison, what do you think?"

A middle-aged man with a tall figure is faint and looks poor.

This person is the eighth-order dragon in the Cangming Dragons.

A few brothers of Cang Ming have already stood behind him.

Nine fights, the strongest is that he and the poor have no prison, the rest of the fight has one star, there are nine stars, at this moment are looking at the two, shut up, obviously intends to let the two make the decision.

The poor prisoner swept the cangling waves, and looked at the fog of this group. The brows wrinkled slightly. This place is not far from his poor city. It can be said that it is also the land of the poor city, but it hides a man from him. The ignorance of the ancient ban is so embarrassing that the prison is poor. Therefore, when he gets the report of the beast, he will personally go out. Otherwise, he can just send an ordinary eighth-order monster.

"This breath of ban, with a trace of monsters, is probably the master of my demon empire, and you all retreat."

There is no faint road to prison.

Cang Minglang heard the words, smiled slightly, and retired a dozen feet. The rest of the fighting also looked at each other and retreated to a safe distance. Then, thousands of pairs of eyes looked at the poor and looked at him. Means to break this ban.

The poor prisoner took a step toward the fog, he already knew that there would be a giant hand out, so when a giant hand came out from the fog and grabbed him, the poor prisoner was ready, screaming A punch hit the giant hand, and a golden giant palm print was bombarded in the giant hand.

boom!

The skin of the giant hand seems to have become a fragment, dissipating between the heavens and the earth.

"The giant hand is defeated! Is this ban so broken?"

There was a hint of surprise on the faces of the people, and they all looked at the back of the poor prison.

"Elders, as long as the giant hand is wiped out, the ban will be broken?"

Cang Ming seals the sound of the waves.

"It's not that simple, you keep watching."

The faint road of the sky.

Sure enough, after the giant hand disappeared, a giant hand was once again stretched out in the fog, and it was taken to the poor without prison. If there is no prison, it is a palm to destroy this giant hand, but, in less than a few moments, there will be The emergence of new giants, everyone has already guessed that there is no biological existence in the fog, this giant hand should be banned from the law, so it is so endless!

"It seems that there is no way to take this ban without being in prison."

Ning Xuan Dong’s heart was silent.

Du Shaoling was a little nervous, and his fists were clenched. He was waiting. As long as the law was broken, he would rush in for the first time, and then he would be able to obtain cultivation resources.

Perhaps it is impatient, and the poor prisoner screams and turns into a monster that grows more than 30 feet, has two wings, is dark, and looks like a tiger.

"Great!"

"The ancient demon is so strange!"

"The poor and the prison have the blood of the ancient demon!"

Those monsters have exposed their eyes of worship and look at the body of poverty.

After changing into the ontology, the breath of the poor prisoner has skyrocketed several times, and it has directly rushed into the fog. Everyone can see that the originally calm fog began to boil, although it can not be seen inside, it can also Imagine that the poor prison is fighting an extremely fierce battle with the giant!

boom!

A loud bang came, and the prisoner flew out of the fog. He once again turned into a person, and his face showed deep fear and fear.