He Has a Dragon

It was a pity that Wang Le secretly felt that when his heart was filled with emotion, the white-browed Taoist who had his ribs kicked was furious!

Since his debut, he has been invincible all the way, and it is inevitable that there will be injuries in the process, but after so many years, he has long forgotten the taste of injury.

Unexpectedly, today, only one step away from the broken void, the ribs were broken by people.

And it was kicked off by a young junior.

For Baimeidao people, this is simply a shame!

When the injured two had opened a sufficient safety distance, Bai Meidao looked at Wang Le with a fire in his eyes, and smiled angrily: "Good boy, the old man has forgotten when the last injury was!"

"Oh?" Wang Le rubbed his injured shoulder, and smiled and looked back at Bai Meiren. "You are all about to die anyway, just taste the injury before you die."

At this point, the white-browed man finally noticed Wang Le's injured shoulder, and a strange color appeared in his eyes, and he cried, "It's so strong, I didn't waste your arm!"

After a short pause, the greed in the eyes of Baimeidao flashed away, and continued: "This kind of physical body can be said to be rare for thousands of years. Even the demon who is famous for its strong physical body at that time, it is difficult to give birth to your physical body."

Wang Le raised a brow, and looked at Bai Meidao's eyes with a murderous flicker, faintly said: "Even the old guy who wanted to get the body of the little master, but he returned without success! Just because of your little role ?! "

"Ancient?" The white-browed Taoist suddenly suffocated, and the deep inside of him immediately set off a stormy sea.

When the white-browed Taoist was about to speak, Wang Le, who was running a purple mana to wrap the injured part of his arm using the dialogue gap, killed him again!

This time, I saw Wang Le taking out two artifacts at the same time, the left-hand butterfly and the right-hand Huoyun Blood Sword, and launched an unprecedented offensive frenzy towards the opposite Baimei Taoist!

In the blink of an eye, a huge butterfly ghost appeared over the head of the white-browed Taoist.

At the same time, Wang Le held the sword of fire, blood, and blood to perform the inheritance of the strongest sword in Nanhuaguan. Thousands of purple gold swordsmanships turned the entire battlefield into an ocean of swords.

And Wang Le is the master of this purple-golden sword sea. With his bare hands, he set off a raging wave, and swarmed away from all directions towards Baimeidao!

Of course, people with white eyebrows don't sit back and wait. Under the solemn look, the action under their hands is not slow!

At the moment of the juncture, I saw that the pearl on the crown flew directly, and once again transformed into a day to cover Baimeidaoren.

At the same time, the Baimei Taoist took out the artifact that had been kept for many years, and a strange door weapon dusted him!

Immediately, he saw the white silk thread on the hand of Baimei Taoist under the infusion of mana, showing a dark green color, followed by green snakes, flying in the air!

Dangdang Dangdang

Bared bared bared

Ping pong

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In the sound of dense metal collision and breaking, countless lines of dusting silk were entangled with a purple gold swordman from the siege!

Even if there were omissions, they were blocked outside by the big sun that turned into a pearl, and it was impossible to get close to Baimeidao people for half a minute!

And just as the dusting silk thread and the purple-golden sword-mantle stalemate, a huge cloud of butterflies fluttered down from the sky.

But before and after the blink of an eye, this huge butterfly ghost image drowned the Baimei Taoren and that day.

As for the dusting thread and the purple-golden sword-mangling in the deadlock, it disappeared in an instant, as if it had never existed before.

At the same time, Wang Le, who set off this frenzy of offensive, disappeared in silence, and the magical eye dragon's hidden power finally opened!

Such a fierce peak-to-peak battle of the gods completely shocked the warriors in Fengming City.

Before the war, although they all expected that the battle would be extremely fierce, they were far from expecting it to be so exciting.

It is too unexpected, even if they are outsiders, they are becoming more nervous as the situation in the war changes, and they are even worried about being afraid!

"I thought that the invincible white-brow Taoist came out, this peak battle of God will soon end. I did not expect that Wang Le ’s evil spirit gave me a surprise, more accurately, it was scared, but it has not been defeated so far. Too surprising. "

"Until now, the battle has not yet been divided. It is a perfectly balanced posture. How did Wang Le cultivate that evil spirit? How can you cultivate a young man with Baimeidao at a young age? In the past few years, they met, and the results are self-evident! "

"I did not expect that Wang Le's young man's self-cultivation strength has been so strong, but it is still very difficult to achieve the final victory. After all, Baimeidao people have not yet used the means to really press the bottom of the box!"

"Well! Wang Le's guy has disappeared, man? The old man's martial arts peak is so powerful that he can't find him!"

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As the remarks rang out in the big and small corners of Fengming City, I saw a tall old man with a hawk nose sitting on the roof of the city gate building, his eyes were red, and his deep senses whispered to himself: "Interesting, The bull's nose was trapped by a yellow-haired boy. "

At this time, near the city gate tower, although the martial arts powerhouses were full of people, many of them looked at the lively foreign martial arts peak power, but no one found the five-dimensional and profound black robe tall old man.

When these outsiders exclaimed again and again, or they were surprised by light or darkness, they saw the butterfly ghost that drowned the white eyebrows in the sky, as if melted by high temperature, first deformed, then faded, and then The speed that was visible to the naked eye disappeared.

This scene has never been seen in previous wars. Those martial art peak powers who are trapped by the butterfly ghost image ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ are all just breaking through the butterfly ghost image and escaping.

It's not like before, a cloud of butterflies vanishes and disappears, and the white-browed Taoist trapped inside and the day it envelopes it reappears before the world.

But the artifact butterfly is not a dry meal, although the Baimeidao people have not been trapped and worn away, but the big day formed by the pearl has been dim a lot at this time.

Seeing this, Bai Meidao's face was even more pitying.

"It is indeed the evidence of the ancestors of Nanhua. Although it did not exert all its power, it still hurt the old fireball from the fire!"

The white-browed Taoist said in a deep voice, while letting go of God's consciousness to visit in all directions, trying to get the hidden Wang Le out.

Obviously, even if the consciousness of the white-brow Taoist is stronger and stronger, in the face of Wang Le's delusional method, the dragon's hidden power can only return without success!

"What's the secret method again?"

Baimei Taoist who couldn't find Wang Le's trail was in doubt.