Man Huang Feng Bao

Stepping on a remote wilderness, the black snake son Mei Chuanfeng significantly accelerated the speed. However, no matter how they can't catch up, they always keep a constant distance from Ye Chuan. They are a little faster, and Ye Chuan and Yinshan old demon walking in front are also faster. Slow down and take a break. Ye Chuan and others are slowing down, and only two of them can be seen in a vague way.

"The son, the situation is wrong, there is a possibility of traps in front!" Some people quickly noticed that they were worried.

The average person has been found to be tracked and chased by a large group of black snake family masters. He has long been dying, where will he be so fast and slow, intentionally or unintentionally leading the way?

Ye Chuan, who has an unknown origin, makes the masters of the Black Snake family feel dangerous.

The more people who don’t know what they are, the more dangerous they are, whether they are in the overseas world or in China. Dare to be in the auction with the black snake son, it is not an ordinary person.

"Hey, what if there are traps? Our black snake family, when are you afraid of the opponent's traps and conspiracy tricks? Direct crushing is! Chasing, no matter how many people are killed, one does not stay!"

The black snake son Mei Chuanfeng gritted his teeth and sacrificed a black flying sword to step on it. He slammed into the Yechuan and Yinshan old demon.

His flying sword is different. The unique twist and twist of the appearance is like a chopstick-like black snake, which is as fast as lightning.

"Fast, keep up!"

"There are orders from the son, one does not stay!"

The black snake family masters shouted loudly, and they sacrificed flying swords to keep up. Hundreds of people gathered together, and followed the mighty black snake son Meichuan wind, one by one murderous.

These black snake family masters, many of them are the big devils of the four seas, killing people, such as hemp, usually used to arbitrarily. Out of the downtown area of ​​Qingsha Island, there is no scruples to open the killing, blatantly catch up.

In Qingsha Island, there are a few strong breaths. Perhaps it is the top master of Jubaozhai. Perhaps it is the overseas scattered master who seclusion in the secular world. It is clearly aware of the movement here. But no one appeared, cautiously watching the change. Hundreds of black snake family masters shouted and killed, stepping on the flying sword and suddenly approached the distance from Ye Chuan, one by one, the face was cold and brewing a fatal blow. Just wait a little closer, and you can make your own shots.

Ye Chuan and Yinshan old demon walking in front, suddenly the speed increased.

Yinshan old demon palms emerged a long vine, far away from the rocks or trees in front, ghostly jumping wild in the wilderness. Ye Chuan does not have the unique magical power of the Yinshan old demon, but he is walking on his legs, but the speed is faster than the Yinshan old demon, and he is arrogant in the dark wilderness. The two did not sacrifice the flying sword, but the speed was faster than the black snake master who stepped on the flying sword. It didn't take long before I got into a bamboo forest and disappeared.

This is a lush bamboo forest, the area is not very large, but the foliage is flourishing, and nothing dark inside can be seen clearly.

The murderous pursuer suddenly stopped and someone quickly picked up the torch.

"The son, the situation is getting worse and worse, be careful."

A middle-aged man who looks like a adviser stands up and reminds the black snake son Mei Chuanfeng again. "Just, the speed of the two people is obviously not what the real man of the real world can have. The strength is hidden. Continue to catch up. If you are not careful, you will have to ambush them. Son, we should immediately send out a letter to call the masters in the South China Sea, and go back to search tomorrow morning."

The speed at which the legs are rushed is faster than the flying sword. What kind of repair is this?

The middle-aged counselor's face was cold, his eyes were a little uneasy, and the surrounding black snake family masters were also upset. The speed that Ye Chuangang showed at that moment made these overseas devils who were arrogant in the past scared.

The black snake son Mei Chuanfeng did not speak, gloomy face, carefully looked at the bamboo forest in front of him, said coldly: "Tomorrow? Wait until tomorrow to go in and search, people may have gone out to sea thousands of miles away, how to chase?"

The sound of the yin test, with an inexplicable chill.

The voice of the black snake son Mei Chuanfeng echoed in people's ears, and the body suddenly rushed out and disappeared into the bamboo forest. Self-sustaining power is strong, even if there is any trap in front of it, it must be hard.

Since the fame, the black snake son Mei Chuanfeng has not met anyone who dares to be so rude in front of themselves. I will not kill Ye Chuan tonight, he will be wronged for a lifetime, and even because this bad breath has been stagnant for a lifetime!

"Catch, protect the son!"

Middle-aged counselors bite their teeth and scalp the rate and everyone keeps up.

The blazing fire illuminates the dark bamboo forest. People are flying fast, but with a blink of an eye, the black snake son Mei Chuanfeng, who took the lead in rushing in, disappeared and did not know where to go.

There was a cold wind, I didn’t know where to blow it out, and I couldn’t help but chill in the cold. This is not a common cold, but an indescribably cold, like stepping into an ancient tomb. Looking at it, a bamboo with lush foliage gives a feeling of ghosts and gloom. Every bamboo is a ghost, looking at the uninvited guests in cold weather.

"Divided into ten teams, each team of ten people, find the son to quit as soon as possible."

The middle-aged counselor ordered the voice to be tight.

The black snake son Mei Chuanfeng is not there, he is the leader of a group of people. As a great demon who has been swaying all over the world, he is too familiar with this breath. This is the yin and murder of the land of death. Either there is something big and evil underneath this bamboo forest, or there is a mortal enchantment of the death system.

"Yes, Zuo Jian adults!"

The black snake family masters bowed to the ceremony, divided into 10 teams to spread out, drilled into the bamboo forest to find the black snake son Meichuan wind. Everyone's face was tight and holding the sword in his hand, and his spirit was highly tense. The guards who can follow the black snake son, all of them are elites of the family. They don’t need the middle-aged counselor to say that the left-handed sword has sensed the strangeness of this bamboo forest.

Seeing people leave, the middle-aged adviser left sword also led a few guards to leave, heart-stricken, and daring to go inside.

At the same time, on the other side of the bamboo forest, Ye Chuan also had a feeling of heart-breaking, suddenly raised his right hand, indicating that Zhu Sijia and others stopped.

"A strong and dead spirit, Ghost King, yes, this is the atmosphere of a ghost king. After millions of years, is it true that there is a ghost king in the wild world?"

Ye Chuan muttered to himself, his face slowly cooled down, his eyes were nervous, uneasy, and there was a rare excitement.

Under the whole world, I am afraid that no one is more familiar with this breath in the bamboo forest than his former sacred sacred. I wanted to find a place to bury the black snake son Mei Chuanfeng. I did not expect that I would encounter a sleeping ghost king!