Invincible Divine Dragon’s Cultivation System

Chapter 492, the name of the female Vulcan (second!)

Junze stared at the phone that was hung up.

The actress stared at this Weibo.

At this time, one phone call hit several other middle-aged people.

In less than ten seconds, their faces were desperate.

"What kind of existence did you provoke!"

A cry of anger came.

In the distant China, a middle-aged man hangs up the phone.

"To provoke who is not good, but to find the Dragon King, it is simply looking for death!"

"A powerful holy gate is something that you guys can provoke?"

The current Longmen, which has been placed in the top five in China, is a horrible force that wants to deal with a few rich people without any hands-on.

They even have to let out a little wind, and a few rich people will be completely finished.

This is the influence of its horror, and it is also the powerful power brought by its destruction of the Holy Gate and the Holy Family.

To provoke the Dragon Gate, it is undoubtedly a dead end!

In particular, Jun Ze, a star, was directly mourned by the media company for publishing an accidental death.

The night of Diguo, the breezy, the surrounding lights are bright and pleasant.

After coming out of the chamber of commerce, Mu Xiaoke took him and went out to eat with her mother.

“Go to our night restaurant, how much you want to eat!”

Mu Xiaoru took the arm of Wang Xian and said.

"Okay, then I have to eat more!"

Wang Xian smiled.

“The business of the night restaurant was quite good. Now, when Huolin Mountain is extinguished, the business will not work!”

Mu Xiao's mother looked at Wang Xian curiously, and her face still said with a trace of excitement.

She did not think that her daughter actually realized this big man.

Today's Chamber of Commerce, the Prince personally talked with him and gave her several projects.

Every project makes everyone around them look envious.

Everyone knows that this is the reason for her daughter, her lovely daughter, who pulled them directly into the royal family.

In the future, they will be better off in the road of Diguo.

Mu Xiaoke's mother is very grateful to him, watching his daughter play with him, if you don't know that this may be a princess, and the little girl has no adulthood, everything is suitable for his daughter.

"In the direction of Huo Lingshan, the flame of the volcano should rise again. It is also very good to eat at night and watch the volcano in the distance!"

Wang Xian said with a smile.

“It’s very good, many boys and girls like to eat and take pictures there!”

"To the uncle, wait for my mother to take a few photos for us!"

The little girl said, driving in the direction of Huo Lingshan in a car.

The restaurant is located by the sea, and the three found a place to sit down and eat and chat.

With a small steamed buzzing atmosphere, the three are also very comfortable.

After the meal, the little girl took her mother to take them to the beach for a photo.

"This position is this posture, come, one two three!"

The little girl shouted with excitement and screamed on the beach by the sea.

Even if it is already ten o'clock at this time, there are still many people here, and most of them are military.

For the Vulcan cemetery, many warriors did not give up, and even more people who heard the news came a lot.

However, among the eight gods, five gods have given up.

Only three gods are waiting for opportunities and opportunities here.

"The goddess and the grown-up, the current entrance to the Vulcan cemetery is all guarded by the fire, and they are all powerful Danish fires!"

"There should be only one baby level fire monster. This fire magic has not been done, but even if it is far away, it also gives people a feeling of suffocation."

Just when Wang Xian and Xiao Shantou took photos together, a voice came.

About fifty people came from the front.

These fifty people, the clothes on their bodies are even more strange than those worn by the local Diguo.

Walking in the middle is a woman, holding a faint sly in her hand and burning a black flame inside.

On her face and her bare body, she painted black runes, her face all over her body, and she looked awkward under the dim light.

"This loss is so heavy. If nothing is obtained, it is unacceptable to us. For this time, we will overturn the Vulcan cemetery and get the treasure inside!"

The woman's hoarse voice said, she had a mouth, and there was a faint anger.

"I heard that the Vulcan sect and the fire-fighting infants who have been taught by the fire have come over!"

Aside, an old man said without a slight expression.

"There are only three of our gods, the cemetery of Vulcan, who will not give up easily, and the infant powerhouse has come today!"

The voice continues to reply.

"The other gods are also quit. The Vulcan cemetery is too dangerous. Even if they get the weapons and some treasures that Vulcan creates, they can't use them. Only the gods of the fire will do whatever it takes!"

Beside the woman is also an old man, this old man, compared to the woman and the old man of the spirit, looks even more horrible.

The whole body is dark, this black is not black of black race, but a kind of carbon black.

It seems that this old man was burnt out of the fire and looked very flustered.

"Uncle, they are so strange!"

Mu Xiaoke looked at them and the group came over, his face showing a scared look, hiding toward Wang Xian’s side.

Wang Xian raised a brow and looked at a group of people.

The woman standing at the front is not simple with the other two old men, giving him a faint threat.

Mu Xiaoke's mother immediately came over, holding a small stubborn pull La Wang Xian toward the side, and looked at this strange group of people in amazement.

"Is filming?"

Mu Xiao asked quietly.

"There is not much fire in the midst of the fire, and there will be a big fight!"

The woman with her hands holding a faint whisper muttered.

He held it in both hands, and suddenly he slowly turned and looked at the position on the right.

There, the four young people looked at them with a curious look and whispered.

When they saw the **** pointing at them, their faces were wide and they quickly fled toward the distance.

The two black flames suddenly popped out of the blind eyes and instantly fell on the four young people.

There were no screams and no exclamations, and four people disappeared out of thin air.

The black bonfire with the bright red liquid falls in the shackles, and the whole black scent gives off a demon look.

Followed by, the head of the skull was transferred again, and the eyes looked at the three of them.

Witnessed this scene of Mu Xiaoke and her mother's face instantly revealing the look of fear.

Wang Xian also changed his face and waved his arms, holding their mother and daughter to go away in the distance.

The black smoldering fire chased toward the king, and his arm waved, and the strong flame directly resisted.

"Ok?"

The woman saw the black fire that was resisted, and her eyes flashed a little.

(End of this chapter)