Mixed Miners

Yang Ling said with a grin: "A person who will die is still so vocal, I have never seen a saint, but you dare to pretend to be a saint, and you are not afraid of laughing at the big teeth!"

"Oh, juvenile, it seems that you still know a lot. I have not yet reached the holy place, but I have already touched the power of order. It is also a half-step saint. Your shield is really good, but it is good. Can't resist the power of order!"

When the old man spoke, several chains twitched the silver shield light. Under the contraction, the silver enamel continued to blast, and a crack appeared on the shield. A large number of runes began to collapse.

Yang Ling did not care, this shield is only a seven-level magic, after making a shield, the strength can completely resist the attack of Tong Xuanjing, but in the face of a half-step saint, it is really not enough to see.

As the chain gets tighter and tighter, the range of silver light emitted by the shield is getting smaller and smaller. Yang Ling’s eyebrows flash, and another shield emerges. The two shields are together, and the protection is ten times stronger. The chain can no longer be used. Compressed in millimeters.

The thin old man’s brow faintly said: “You, this magic weapon is very strange, can you tell me the origin!”

Yang Ling turned his eyes and said: "The beauty you want!"

"Like this, you leave this demon monkey, I let you go, how?" said the old man.

"Are you old confused?" Yang Ling couldn't help but turn his eyes again. "You are not open-minded, you have to start with me. Now I am here, leaving the monkey, will you let me go? I am afraid this sentence. You don't believe it yourself!"

"Yes, although the age is small, but the mind is fine and not arrogant, it seems that you are not a disciple of the big door. Nowadays, although my wind home has not fallen, it is still the ancient nine-door holy family family. It has a profound heritage and many good things. If you are willing to join us as a wind name, I can teach you the holy door practice. Once I enter the holy place, I can designate you as my family. I am sheltered by the holy gate. It is not impossible to break through the holy world in time. !"

Yang Ling is too lazy to talk, his eyebrows flash, and another shield emerges. The three shields completely enclose themselves and the big monkey into a completely closed shield array. The silver shield light released is more than ten meters thick. Slowly spread the chains that the old man released.

The old man’s expression has finally changed, and it has become very dark, just like a dead person.

The old man who seduce Yang Ling was also stunned. In the face of this kind of turtle-like defense, he couldn’t wait to die.

"Youth, this is what you forced me!" The old man was finally angry, and his momentum rose sharply. A red light appeared on his head and turned into a red sword. The sword was red and bloody. The halo of the water sample is dripping down like blood and water, and disappears in the air.

Yang Ling sneered a few sneers and said: "Old man, you probably will be able to pull out a sword at most, so I advise you not to desperately, and I promise that you will not die with a sword, I am innocent and innocent with you." Just want to inquire about the situation in Kyushu. This demon monkey is my favorite beast. You must not take it, but if you give me a satisfactory answer, I will not give you a holy manification!"

"Haha, when I was young, I was mad. You didn't have a good time in the realm. The days of robbery were not perfect, but they boasted that they were artificial. You are a idiot when I am a fan!" The old man smirked.

"You know if you are an idiot, but I promise that it will not be me!" Yang Ling’s head flashed black, and a black tower shadow emerged. At the same time, the bronze wheel in the tower turned, and a blue light burst. Come out and protect yourself and the big monkey under the tower.

And this is not over yet, Yang Ling's eyebrows once again sprayed five silver lights, turned into five shields and laid a shield array again in vitro.

Yang Ling's eyebrows flashed again, and the whole body was like a colorful jade sword hanging in front of the volley, exuding a fierce breath to lock the old man.

"..."

The old man next to him was completely sluggish, and the old man was swaying, and the red sword hanging over his head almost fell to the ground, and the crumpled cheeks continued to pump... pumping, how could he not understand, how would this boy behave? With so many defensive magic weapons, if this is in his heyday, he will definitely turn this little **** together with these magic weapons into slag, but he is now a dead person, almost exhausted. In the state of light, even if he tried his best to fight down, he would not guarantee to be able to reinvent Yangling, and the most important thing is that if he fights hard, he will definitely die.

This is why he has been talking to Yang Ling without a killer.

Not wanting, but not.

And Yang Ling has long seen that this wind is so guilty, he is absolutely afraid to desperately, the reason for releasing these magic weapons is to shock, let the wind scorpion know and retreat.

Of course, Yang Ling does not want to desperately, because this old man who is dying should be like an encyclopedia of Kyushu mainland. It is estimated that all the information he wants can be known as long as he is fixed.

"唉~" After half a minute~www.readwn.com~The wind scorpion put away the long sword, and at the same time lifted the chain attack, and suddenly the momentum suddenly slammed down, and it became more and more dead.

The old man next to "Two Uncles!" screamed on the floor.

"The wind is blowing, the second uncle is not good, the wind home has not fallen here, I am arrogant to the ancestors of the ancestors, but also to the holy gate, the wind home seems to be completely ruined in our hands!"

If the wind scorpion eyes are gray, caressing the red sword in his hand, after a long while, he reluctantly throws it in front of Yang Ling and said: "Youth, this **** sword is the holy door to my treasure." After that, the wind home will completely disappear, I use this sword to change your life, let me go to the younger generation, can you?"

Yang Ling hesitated and raised his hand to hold the sword in his hand. At the same time, he felt a very horrible breath emanating from the inside, as if it was sealed with a wild and fierce beast, tempting a **** emotion in his heart. Kill the impulse of everything in the world.

"Boom~"

Among them, Yang Ling feels that a **** wave is blowing in the face and drowning him in an instant. In the **** waves, countless screams of **** ghosts poured into his gods, and instantly the sea of ​​gods In the midst of **** days, the Dojo and the statue of the Yuanshen were drowned by ghosts, and Yang Ling felt as if he had fallen into the endless **** sea, his eyes emitting a demon red light.

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