Man Huang Feng Bao

The White Dragon Saint is a ghost, and suddenly appears at the most critical moment, like a top assassin.

Ghost King Dusen turned around and stared at the screaming sword light, his face a little dignified.

Strictly speaking, the White Dragon sage has only a semi-sacred realm. It has not broken into a saint's real world, but it is not a true saint. However, it is only a general sacred master. Between the day and night. Suddenly, all the swords were stabbed, and even the ghost king of the saints, Dusen, felt a strong danger and dared not care.

Ghost King Dusen stretched out his right hand and erected **** to point to the fierce white dragon saint.

In the cold-blooded ghost king field, the scope of the shroud suddenly shrank abruptly. The invisible pressure of everyone’s body was much smaller, and the giant face in the air disappeared.

Suddenly the white dragon sage, the sword was so fierce, even the ghost king Dusen did not dare to fully attack.

"withdraw!"

Ye Chuan did not hesitate, took the opportunity to order a retreat.

The pressure was light, and the body that was trapped under the knee immediately leaped high and turned back. Zhu Sijia and others also reacted and decisively stepped on the Feijian to the end of the snake forest. At the end of the snake forest is the sea. The sea monster ship of the Kraken warship has been waiting there for a long time. When you take the boat out to sea, you can stay away from the invincible demon of the ghost king Dusen.

"Adult, do you want to go together and join this ghost king..."

Yinshan old demon Rood rushed up, his eyes flashed a touch of cold light.

With Ye Chuan for so long, he was the first to eat such a big dark loss, almost swallowed by the ghost king Dusen, not killing him, his heart is always unhappy!

"Rod, do you want to die? Withdraw, fast! Little dragon, bring them both!"

Ye Chuan hurriedly ordered that the old demon in the Yinshan rushed away, and did not dare to stay for the first time. Xiaolonger squatted on the ground, Hai Lili and the sea monster female soldier Hai Qingyi rode up, and immediately followed the Yechuan.

The ambush could not be achieved, and Ye Chuan resolutely retreated, leaving only the plague devil Abbas.

The Yinshan old demon Rhodes is still eager to move, hoping to take the opportunity to join the ghost king Dusen, but Ye Chuan is afraid to have such a remnant, I can't even think about it.

A saint's master is far from being defeated by many people. The saint can only rely on another saint to compete. The semi-sheng master can't do it. No one knows this better than his former heavenly sage. The white dragon sage Bai Rulong and the plague devil Abbas are outstanding, but at most they can only delay for a moment. It is definitely not the opponent of the ghost king Dusen, and it is even more impossible to kill him. Don't go now, wait for one to go!

After the opportunity appeared, Ye Chuan made a bold attack, but without a chance, he would never delay.

This action is to rescue the red line female Chu Hong Niang and assassinate the black snake son Mei Chuanfeng. From the beginning to the end, Ye Chuan never thought about confronting Ghost Wang Dusen, just want to lead him away. The only way to do this is to retreat.

Ye Chuan hurriedly retreated, and sure enough, he did not guess wrong. The group had just left, and there was a sigh of relief behind him.

The white dragon saint who was repaired for the same anti-sky was suddenly wrapped and bound by an extremely cold force, followed by two blood holes in the chest. The **** of Ghost King Dusen, like two sharp daggers, wounded people, and the white dragon saints were bloody, and the blood stained the white shirt. The red line female Chu Hong Niang screamed, and she subconsciously wanted to rush up, but her body was tightly held by the ghost king Dusen.

"kill!"

A look at the wife Chu Hongniang, who was forcibly held in her arms by the ghost king Dusen, the white dragon sage eyes reddened, completely ignoring the wounds of his body and continuing to flutter forward, the sword in his hand suddenly burst into the shackles of heavy cold and cold breath. The tip of the sword stabbed the ghost of Duo Wang Dusen. In the twinkling of an eye, the speed increased and left a trace of the image in the air, as if it was a teleport, it appeared in front of the ghost king Dusen.

"Hey, look for death!"

The ghost king Dusen snorted and blew out in one breath. The white dragon sage, who was close at hand, was even chilled with a sword, and then he shot it coldly. The white dragon sage broke away like a kite, and the sharp swords all came out. After a scream, the tall and straight body became a white dragon with a white body.

For thousands of years, across the sea, and the red line female Chu Hongniang, the white dragon saint who was known as the overseas heroes, the first time in public, was forced to show the deity. Roaring, madly re-pushing up, seeing that today is not dead! This time, the speed is faster, and the devil and the ghost king Dusen hit together. In an instant, it seems that even the ghost king Dusen did not expect his deity to be a white dragon, and it was too late to escape.

The violent collision caused a hurricane-like shock wave.

The red line female Chu Hong Niang’s clothes hunted her eyes and couldn’t open her eyes. In an instant, the souls in her mind seemed to be shaken by the mind. If they were not hugged by the ghost’s left hand, they might be The earthquake flew to the kilometer. The black snake son Mei Chuanfeng, who was not far away, was not so lucky. He was shaken like a leaf, and his stinging feeling was torn apart by a fierce shock wave. Seeing the ghost king Dusen's exhibition, Weiwei laughed and excited, and forgot to retreat to the side, the result was very sad in the blink of an eye.

The actual collision has always been a taboo for masters.

Ghost King Dusen stepped back a few steps in succession. The body was irritated and screamed, and the white dragon sage was even worse. The huge body was far away from the earthquake. Zhang mouth spit out a large mouth of blood and fell into a pool of blood. The body moved. The station can't stand up.

"A good fierce white dragon, today, the deity will kill you, the first to swallow your blood and spirit!"

The ghost king Dusen murdered the great force, and he tried his best to smash the power of the body. He was about to kill the white dragon saint again and again. A hot breath suddenly came from behind.

The plague devil Abbas, who was waiting for a long time, finally shot, and his mouth spurted a flame.

This flame does not seem to be much of a danger. It is far less scary than the red magma, but the lethality is several times higher. It is the sacred flame of the plague demon Abbas, condensing his life's cultivation and strength. With a cry, the flame slammed up, and the ghost king Dusen’s clothes, hair and eyebrows all burned. Far away from the kilometer, you can feel the hot heat wave coming over, more than a dozen overseas scattered hands and feet are still evasive, and suddenly swallowed by the heat wave into a pool of blood.

"You two, all damn!"

Ghost King Dusen was furious, and the body broke out in the cold of the sky, and quickly swept the flames covered by the face. However, when he was about to kill the plague demon Abbas, the latter had already left and left, and the white dragon saint who had a bad injury was gone. Ghost Wang Dusen's face will catch up with a cold face, but the left arm is in turn squatted by the red line female Chu Hong Niang, and this moment, the plague demon Abbas has disappeared and disappeared.