Primal Chaos Ancestral Dragon Secret Art

The soul is surrounded by a strong array of guards.

When people rushed, array was perfect and open the door.

Because one of those souls, jade plate, has been broken, and that’s the Long Hao one.

“How could this happen, Junior Brother Long really fell?” The woods were empty, shattered jade plate, full of grief on their faces.

Although he and Long Hao met for a short time, the emotional compassion, coupled with the cloud’s sword, had seen Long Hao as a friend, and the grief in that heart was hopeful.

“The Junior Brother Long, so wonderful in Profound Yellow World, is the same thing as heaven’s chosen generation.” The sword is sighing.

It was hard for her to believe that young man, talented people, who had lost her bones in a few months.

“It is a shame that killing plans, even heaven’s chosen, cannot be met every time, outside the border.” Chow, like Long Hao, would have wanted to try it again, without thinking that the natural person would have been isolated.

They are also friends of the same side, although they have only a few sides with Long Hao.

At this point, it is hard to live in the heart if the rabbit dies, the fox grieves feeling.

“Big brother, wu Wu Wu…” Downside is even more sobering and crying.

A selling trick.

Only with King Zhuanlun in the back, in the face of expressionless, is there a cold smile in the heart: “Big Dipper genius, Sword Saint Trulegacy? Remember the rest of your life, some of you cannot afford to offend!”

At the same time, there are Long Xiaomiao hidden in Void, the palace.

He looked at the grieving people, who had fun in their hearts.

“haha, these idiots have been deceived by the Miao.”

Long Hao’s life source medal broke, naturally his work.

At Big Dipper Holy Land, the shipment struggled around innate talent Divine Ability, entering Pill Palace and major true legacy, King Dao Temple, such as into the homeless.

He’s good at things like throwing into the temple, smashing the medal.

top secret, take it easy.

Neither the crowd nor King Zhuanlun discovered weak spot.

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Within the soul, in a painful atmosphere, the blade rain first calm down.

She looked to King Zhuanlun from behind: “My Profound Yellow World side cannot die in vain, and please check King in detail!”

At this time, Lin’s infamous muscle also brought together cold glow: “Junior Brother Long must have been murdered because he wanted to find out about the death of the cloud sword, and it must have been the golden light people who tried to make a mess!”

Zhou also said, “In a short and a half year, two of the same side fighters have fallen, which means that the forces of those people are different, and if not clear, the consequences are inconceivable!”

“speaks correctly.” Other people are sealed and sealed.

Whether it is for the sake of revenge or for their own security considerations, they must identify the causes of Long Hao’s death.

In this regard, King Zhuanlun is serious, and the expression of justice will surely be thoroughly examined and will never be forgotten.

That is true, but King Zhuanlun’s heart is not panic at all.

Death in that kind of place, even if it was Saint’s intervention, would not work.

Most of this will be like the fall of the cloud’s sword, and it won’t end with time.

“A little more cautious recently, if there is a continuing death, it is inevitable that Saint and Great Emperor’s suspicion will also provoke Big Dipper Holy Land.”

King Zhuanlun was more in the heart: “But it’s been this list, the treasure that got me enough for a long time.”

King Zhuanlun, who had intended to take over temporarily, did not know that it would be the last single one in his life.

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Soon, King Zhuanlun received a message.

It was a white robe old man who told him Long Hao was dead and agreed on the place and time of the deal.

“Santa mountain range?”

King Zhuanlun brows slightly wrinkle, the previous deal, was sent directly by Oldman, the white robe, except this time.

“However, there is still some caution about revenge.”

Santos mountain range, deserted, could not even be explored, so King Zhuanlun didn’t think much.

On the

other side of St. mountain range.

Long Hao and Dragon IV, the old man of the white robe and the others fall behind treasure are being cleared.

“haha, this is a big one. Seven grand King is not worth it.”

Dragon IV was very excited to bring the treasure in the mountains together to take away what it needed and to hand over all the rest to Long Hao.

Seven grand King is the master of the various points, and the price is naturally low, but the other Long Hao has nothing to see except those top grade magical al al treasure.

“These swords are good, sharp, no stronghold a cannot win!”

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golden light community is almost nothing but metal minerals, so their surgery techniques are quite developed, even less than Profound Yellow World, and thus they produce magical treasure very much.

Seven grand King’s remaining top grade magical treasure is more than ten.

Long Hao left seven swords, ready to install Seven Kills Sword Array, while the rest of the head’s income was Prisoner Dragon Ring.

That’s when the message from the Dragon Four came up.

“How’s it going?” Long Hao looks forward to asking.

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moment later, Dragon IV showed a smile on his face: “Okay, he’ll come as he says.”

hearing this, Long Hao sighed in relief, and he was worried that King Zhuanlun refused to come, but now he seems to be thinking too much.

“hehe, this guy’s bid is not low, of course not. And how could he think that we were still counting him behind the back?”

“Man is dead, birds are dead.”

Dragon four said with a smile.

“Innocent wealth, ancient people don’t bully me!” Long Hao laughed.

Say, he looked to the dragon and said, “How about, with these treasure, can you put out the King’s class slaughter?”

From the memory of Oldman, Long Hao learned that King Zhuanlun had searched countless treasure, cultivation base height and Divine Ability in the golden light community over the years.

Long Hao must be ready for nothing.

“Some barely.”

Dragon Four frowned, and then he said, “But even if Peak King cannot be dealt with, it should be fine with King Zhuanlun.”

And he said, “Everything is blamed for that waste Long Er, and it takes a few months to build energy, or why do we have to be so troubled?”

“Enable to accumulate its own energy is good, always stronger than the top grade spirit stone stimulate that is used every time.” Long Hao doesn’t care.

Previously, he used top grade spirit stone as a catalyst for war puppet Long Er, and it was far less effective than now.

Qin Wuji’s innate talent and fabrication with puppets are still amazing, and his 30,000 Jin Truck Draon bone is not wasted in white.

“Don’t complain, get to work.”

After leaving the next sentence, Long Hao also went around looking for a quiet place to start refining Golden Core of seven King King.

“In the meantime, thousands of Flying Dragon arteries should be further developed if all efforts are made to stab cultivation base.” 13