His Royal Highness the Crown Prince

Chapter 633 Attack
"There's something in the ground, and it's climbing up." Master Yun said, and the indifference disappeared.

Sui Junluo lowered his head, looked at the land under his feet, his phoenix eyes were dark like tides, "Let's get rid of those things behind."

"Boom~"

The trees in front of them fell down with a bang, but what appeared were a few black shadows. Suddenly, a few men in black jumped out, holding a long white whip in their hands. There was a silver confusion on the long whip. , is covered with a layer of silvery white scales.

The appearance of several men in black made several people frown at the same time, but in the next moment, when those people all came towards Sui Junluo, the terrifying murderous aura spread rapidly in this direction.

"I'm really looking for death!" Mo Liancheng said coldly, the eyes that looked at the few people seemed to have lost any warmth, full of murderous intent.

After finishing speaking, Mo Liancheng was about to reach out and grab the long white whip that was swung towards Sui Junluo, but was held back by Xi Xuanshang at the side.

"Liancheng, there's something wrong with that long whip, don't touch it!" Xi Xuanshang said.

The magnificent fox narrowed his eyes, and Mo Liancheng slammed his palm towards the tree beside him. The small tree, which was no more than the thickness of a bowl, snapped quickly, and the shattered wood immediately turned into sharp thorns, rushing forward quickly. To that white long whip.

"Clap~"

Carrying a powerful wooden thorn, he pierced the white long whip, and the wooden thorn that penetrated the long whip continued to move forward, as if turning into a stream of life-threatening light, and quickly went towards the men in black .

The men in black didn't panic at all, quickly took out a pack of white powder from their arms, sprinkled it forward, and then waved the wooden thorn that struck under their crotch.

Facing those eyes that seemed to have no vitality at all, Sui Junluo pursed his eyes, and it was this kind of breath again!Like a puppet, but more fierce and sharp than a puppet.

Magic Ridge!

She will never forget, the look in the eyes of that old temptress when she stabbed the dagger into her belly, and the crazy breath that that old temptress caressed her eyes...

Rotten and rotting, like a carrion that has been silent in the depths of the swamp for thousands of years, or like the food of maggots that have deteriorated and smelly in the stinky ditch.

"Magic Ridge..." Sui Junluo said in a deep voice, a demonic red overflowed from the pupil of his right eye.

"Magic Ridge is actually here? Little guy, it seems that their target is you." Xi Xuanshang said, but no one noticed that when Xi Xuanshang said these words, his eyes shone strangely.

The golden eyes moved slightly, and Master Yun said coldly: "Hold your breath! There is something wrong with the powder."

The blow was blocked, and the men in black were not defeated at all. They stepped forward and quickly took their seats. The posture seemed to be in a formation.

As the wind picked up, the sinister aura quickly diffused across the land, and together with the sinister aura, there was also a rotten stench that made people unbearably sick.

The formation formed by those men in black can attack when advancing, and defend when retreating. They are extremely fierce and stalking, and the target of this stalking is only Sui Junluo.

Letting Mo Liancheng and Lord Yun cut down several thieves on the man in black, the man in black didn't seem to feel it.

"Cooperate, cut off the head!" Lord Yun looked at Mo Liancheng and said.

Feng Yunran's body had suffered heavy injuries repeatedly when he was in the poisonous mist swamp. Coupled with the energy spent on personality switching, after a lot of fighting, Yunzhu gradually felt powerless.

And if only relying on the power of one person, in this seemingly thousands of changes, he really couldn't cut off the heads of these people.

Mo Liancheng nodded. In this situation, there is really nothing better than cooperation.

　Hey, hey, it's been a long time since I wrote four thousand words (biting the handkerchief), dear friends, let's make do, the ancient tomb below is the highlight, okay, crawl away.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)