Man Huang Feng Bao

When the bamboo shoots in the stone sarcophagus were taken out, the ancient altars lost their luster and trembled, and the runes engraved on the stone walls gradually disappeared. Slowly, the whole temple was shaken.

Murong chased the wind and rode the dust. Originally, all the masters had to give up chasing and understand the treasures and they had no chance. Seeing that Ye Chuan appeared to block the Murong chasing the wind and the line, he could not help but rekindle hopes to catch up, one by one murderous. However, look at the thick fog, as well as the blazing flames and the large group of monsters in the fog, have stopped.

Even Murong is trapped in the wind, who dares to rush?

The wind bears his eyes and the raccoon is also shocked. He is shocked.

No one had thought that Murong, who was holding the knives in the face of the knives, was chased by the unremarkable Ye Chuan!

This kid, I can really bear it, I have been hiding it all the time!

All the masters were shocked and re-examined the strength of Ye Chuan. At this time, everyone knew that they were cheated by Ye Chuan.

The screams of screaming, frequently heard from the fog.

Twelve human face snakes successively smashed the beauty guards of Murong's chasing winds. Instead of rushing to the front, they attacked with the cover of the fireworks array, and each time concentrated on one target. The existence of the twelve ancient guardian cave worlds, together with Murong chasing the wind, is somewhat difficult to fight, how can the guards under his hand be blocked?

"Kids, come out, what is the purpose of hiding?"

Murong chased the wind and was shocked and angry. While hiding from the attack of the fire snake, he searched for the trace of Ye Chuan. Unfortunately, Ye Chuan suddenly disappeared like the air, without a trace. Under the wrath, he gnawed his teeth from time to time and rushed to the face of many people. His eyes could not be seen, and he was killed by the soul. But every time he approached, the twelve human face snakes quickly retreated into the fog, letting Murong chasing the wind and attacking.

Originally, only a hundred meters of fireworks array, slowly spread to a square kilometer. After repeated attacks, Murong chased the wind not only attacked the fall, but also unconsciously lost in the fog, even where the door of the temple did not know. The screams of the subordinate guards who came one after another, let him slowly panic, and his heart was born with strong danger and fear. What is even more frightening is that as time goes by, Yuan Yangdan's effect gradually subsides, and now it is impossible to break through and wait for it to be even harder.

Murong chased the wind and suddenly stopped, his face was tight, knowing that he could not continue to attack like this blindly. Looking at the shadows, there are already a few guards left, and sighing helplessly.

"Mu Rong Gongzi, where are you? Waiting for me, don't leave me alone, Murong son..."

Surrounded by heavy fog, Liu Hong's eyes could not be seen. I don't know where Murong chased the wind, but the sixth sense is absolutely super strong. I faintly heard the sigh of Murong chasing the wind and quickly sensed something.

Murong chased the wind without snoring, cold and ice did not look at Liu Hong, the body suddenly pulled up and skyrocketed.

If you can't see where the door is, then simply walk away from the air and crash into the roof of the hall!

The fireworks array was superimposed by Ye Chuan. The Liu Hong and other people trapped in the array were in heavy inconvenience. The body was like an invisible mountain. Murong pursued the wind but was different. With strong strength, it was self-protected. No problem, just can't take care of the group of beautiful women. As for Liu Hong, is it heavy?

For Murong to pursue the wind, the woman is more, the petite and charming Liu Hong is a little fresh, but it is still far from the point where he can take risks.

"Mu Rong Gongzi, wait for me, no, save me, Murong son, you can't leave me alone, Murong son..."

Liu Hong’s voice screamed and she was nervous. She saw a shadow rising into the sky and she understood what was going on. Sacrifice Feijian wants to have a kind of learning to get rid of the difficulties. The formerly light body is heavy and bloated. Stepping on the flying sword, a fire wave hits the face and suddenly represses her on the ground. I want to learn Murong to catch up with the wind, but there is no such ability.

The surviving beauty guards rioted and knew that they had been abandoned by Murong's pursuit of the wind. One by one, they screamed and hoped that Murong could catch up and bring them out of trouble. It is a pity that they were disappointed. Murong’s cold head was not back, and he slammed into the sky and slammed into the roof of the palace.

"Ye Chuan, today's shame, I am going to chase the wind and he must double the return of the day. Back to the capital, I must be acquainted with the tens of thousands of Murong disciples to wash your clouds and fog, chickens and dogs do not stay!"

Murong’s voice of chasing the wind came coldly, holding a sharp knife in one hand and a bamboo seedling in the other.

In this battle, he lost, and he has not waited for Ye Chuan to take the shot himself. This fiasco was the first time in his memory, which was cited as a shameful shame.

Desperately leading the twelve beauty guards to come out, and exhausted the limelight, but in the end, they were stunned by their own faces, but they lost themselves in the hands of a real-life peak, but lost in the leaves of only five monks in the district. In the hands of Chuan, this is not a shameful shame.

"Hey, I still want to wash my cloud, do you still have such an opportunity?"

Ye Chuan, who has disappeared and disappeared, suddenly appeared. After the first move, he leaped high from the ground. He reached out and grabbed the right foot of Murong’s chasing the wind, and looked at the Murong chasing the wind. Fall down, you have to fall back into the flames of fire.

"Kid, die!"

Murong chased the wind and was shocked and angry. He bent over and swept over Ye Chuan. Ye Chuan either let go or left a pair of arms!

No accident, Ye Chuan let go, but no regrets on his face, but a sneer.

Murong chased the wind and felt bad. It was too late to sense the danger. The neck suddenly heard the pain of the heart, followed by a golden light. A six-winged golden dragonfly suddenly did not know where it came from.

The six-winged golden dragonfly, which has been hidden under the collar of Murong, has finally been ordered to start. First, on the neck of Murong chasing the wind, tear the big piece of meat with the belt, and follow the wings with a force to rush to the face of Murong, the wings like a knife, to cut his throat and cut his head.

A good Murong chasing the wind, the speed of the moment is extraordinary, and the speed of the body is back to avoid the fatal blow of the six-winged golden dragonfly. The body not only does not continue to fall, but accelerates to climb upwards. Go out. When the scalp hit the beam of the room, suddenly I saw a pair of evil and gloomy eyes.

A chubby puppet doll, I don't know when to hang under the beam for a long time, smiling face is cute, but at this moment it looks very strange.

How can there be a puppet doll above the beam?

Murong chased the wind and wondered, and the sweat of his body suddenly stood up.