Medicine door witch

Chapter 1905 Attacking the Qionghua faction (3)

Ling Luo and Xuanyuan Yu stood hand in hand on Huang Quan's shoulders, heading west all the way to the Qionghua Mountains.

They are the Avengers.

"Yu, I decided to surrender to the Qionghua faction, what do you think?" The corners of Ling Luo's lips raised slightly, and a teasing word was drawn on the edge of her cherry lips.

"Okay." Xuanyuan Yu grabbed his little wife's hand, turned his head, and said with a pair of extremely beautiful peach blossom eyes with a three-point smile and seven-point doting, "I am looking forward to it now, my husband."

Why dodge?

Killing for revenge, there is no need to dodge at all!
This time, they will enter in a fair manner!

Huang Quan flew thousands of miles away, and after about a quarter of an hour, he had already arrived in front of the mountain gate of the Qionghua Sect.

"I have to say, Xiaoluo, your scumbag sister and scumbag brother-in-law are quite good at picking places. The environment of the Qionghua faction is really good."

Looking at the overlapping mountains in front of him, one after another straight into the sky, surrounded by clouds and mist, the cranes flew together, and the phoenix sang, Xuanyuan Yu couldn't help but feel agitated.

"Why, Yu, do you like it?" Ling Luo looked at her husband with a half-smile.

"I like it." Xuanyuan Yu narrowed his black hole-like eyes slightly, and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and said, "Why don't we take it away."

Ling Luo raised her eyebrows and smiled broadly.

"That's a good idea."

Huang Quan swooped all the way, flapped his wings and soared, and entered the territory of Qionghua Sect.

"Who is here? How dare you break into the Qionghua faction!"

The Qionghua Sect disciples who were guarding the mountain gate all changed their complexions, and sacrificed magic weapons one after another, attacking in the direction of Ling Luo and Xuanyuan Yu.

Huang Quan's magic eyes flickered slightly, and he gave them a faint look with a look of looking at garbage, then opened his dragon's mouth, and let out a terrifying dragon roar.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa—"

The mountain gate vibrated, flying sand and stones.

The extremely cold breath instantly froze the entire Qionghua School's tall and majestic mountain gates, thousands of miles of ice, and thousands of miles of snow drifting.

Hundreds of disciples guarding the mountain, most of them are on the eleventh to thirteenth floor of the life mark, how can they resist the ice spirit dragon's breath of the Demon Dragon Emperor.

In an instant, these slags were sealed by ice, and in the thick ice, each and every one of them showed a frightened expression, and their lives disappeared.

Huang Quan snorted coldly, and said: "This kind of miscellaneous things will not prevent my king and queen from doing it, and my subordinates can get rid of them!"

The corners of Xuanyuan Yu's lips raised slightly, evoking an extremely evil arc, and said: "Good job."

The mountain gate of the Qionghua faction was attacked.

Soon, the bright red alarm fireworks exploded simultaneously on countless hilltops of the Qionghua Sect, rushing towards the sky.

"Hahaha! Bastards, come on, I will play with you for a few laps!" Huang Quan has been sleeping for 3000 years in the ground of the most shady place in the sky, and he has not moved his muscles and bones for a long time. I can't help it, I'm eager to try.

"Enemy attack! There are ice-type pterosaurs attacking the Qionghua faction!"

"Come on! Stop them!"

"Stop them, don't let them rush to Qionghua Palace!"

At the gate of the mountain, there were only a few hundred, but now, thousands of Qionghua sect's foundation-building disciples rushed from various mountain tops with flying instruments.

Among the five major sects, the Qionghua sect is only considered to be the last, but it has a history of thousands of years, and there are still thousands of disciples in the foundation establishment period.

"Huang Quan, speed up!"

Xuanyuan Yu slowly pulled out Duan Ren Wang Tian from his sleeve.

"As ordered!"

A sharp edge flashed across Huang Quan's magic pupils, and with a flick of his wings, he glides towards the center of thousands of Foundation Establishment Stage disciples, just like that.

(End of this chapter)