Primal Chaos Ancestral Dragon Secret Art

On this road, in order to avoid being discovered by King Zhuanlun, the feathers were left behind with the woods and the others remained far behind.

As for that, it was only a minute apart before it arrived.

But the time is just fine.

“Hey, isn’t that King Zhuanlun? Why is he here?”

Silhouette, who saw King Zhuanlun on St. mountain range, felt strange.

“Did he come and scrutinize the causes of Long Hao’s death?” Chow like dragon speculated.

However, forests do not think so.

When King Zhuanlun was seen here, he realized that the most unwilling scenario was coming to light.

Otherwise, King Zhuanlun will never personally visit St. Mount range for Long Hao, except for one case.

At this point, the sword eyes are shining, wrinking their eyeballs: “Huh? Who’s that old man, like we’re not Profound Yellow World powerhouse?”

Profound Yellow World powerhouse capable of coming to golden light communities, not senior accommodation on the one side of the shock, or the famous youth heaven’s chosen, with names.

The sword rain has been practicing in golden light for many years, and it is not possible to say that it is all recognized, but it is also possible to recognize it with personal characteristics.

And the old man in front of her, King Realm cultivation base, was stranger to her.

“aura on him is like cold metal qualities!” He says, “He’s not Profound Yellow World powerhouse, golden light!”

“The sword rain elder sister is smart.” Dawn feathers suddenly laugh.

“Feather younger sister, you knew long ago, didn’t you?” Thinking sword rain, what did you realize?

From the beginning, when the feathers led them, the sword rain felt something wrong.

At this juncture, King Zhuanlun, in such a remote and hidden place, sneaked into a golden light world powerhouse, and the sword rain was really not surprising.

“Did King Zhuanlun and golden light have a collusion?” Chow, for example, raised doubts in his heart for sword rain.

And he turned to the unbelievable view of looking towards the tunnels: “Say,” What the hell is going on? “

But Downing didn’t mean to explain, but it was just King Zhuanlun, the mysterious said with a smile: “You can’t see it yourself.”

At the same time, Dragon IV was signaled by a feather and suddenly turned around.

“This time Fellow Daoist is invited to come, without any other meaning, just trying to figure out what Fellow Daoist wants.”

“Price code?”

King Zhuanlun said, “Isn’t the price code agreed long ago?”

“Fellow Daoist was somewhat unaware that the last time the cloud sword had been bleeding, and this time it took three times the price of the Long Hao, Fellow Daoist, and the King had some elbows for some time.”

“Fellow Daoist, what does it mean to destroy an appointment?” King Zhuanlun’s face is cold.

After the other side had made things clear, he was conscious of some mistakes in his heart, but he had nothing to think about when it involved his own interests.

He didn’t expect to kill him, and the old man in front of him was pretended, and his own actions were under the supervision of the Downton and the others.

“No, no, no, no.”

“Fellow Daoist has eliminated the great enemies of the cloud sword and Long Hao.

“But Fellow Daoist also knows that, for our plan, the King is really unable to get the many resources treasure for a while, and how about Fellow Daoist’s grace?”

“What?”

“King Zhuanlun, in collaboration with golden light world powerhouse, murdered clouds and Long Hao?”

At this juncture, the spirits of the Dragon and the Cameron Heart are shaking and staring with incredible expressions.

Even some of the psychologically prepared forests have become furious.

At that time, King Zhuanlun had a glimmer of anger in his stomach.

“The King said long ago that your plan was not interested in it, nor wanted to know.”

“But that King deserves nothing but a few!”

As a result, Lin has become futile and the others have evolved from just suspicion and unbelievable to shock and anger.

King Zhuanlun, although not personally admitted, is also equivalent to acquiescence.

This screen, in their hearts, lifted a big wave.

People were born dead for Profound Yellow World, and it was unacceptable that, under the days of war, they had been betrayed by their own people.

While people are cold, they feel creepy.

If it wasn’t seen in person this time, they would still be in the drum, saying that maybe one day would be sold by King Zhuanlun, die without a burial site.

Lin has nothing to do with shaking.

“I had a long suspicion of the death of the clouds, who had sold him, and now took the same quote against Junior Brother Long, hateful!”

“Hate I didn’t know his face earlier!”

While hating King Zhuanlun, Lin has nothing to do with it.

He was conscious that Long Hao would not fall into it if it was not for himself to ask Long Hao to help identify the causes of the death of the clouds’ sword.

“Hate!”

Suddenly, angry roar exploded from the pointless mouth of the forest, such as the ravaged beast, full of resentment and madness.

For

a while, everybody was surprised.

King Zhuanlun turned around and found the tracks of the others, the heart shock: “It’s them!”

“Lin Junior Brother, don’t rush the sword rain,” but there’s no sign of the chimpanzee in the woods, and magical power has rushed out.

“oh!” Chow, like Dragon sighs, is empty.

Nothing’s going on now, old man and King Zhuanlun, far away, have been staring at them.

“Lin Junior Brother is too volatile, and we should call Saint to deal with this. Why do we risk it?” The sword rain sighs.

Whether the cloud sword or Long Hao, although nominally with her as a friend of the same side, has not had much affair, she naturally cannot meet, and Lin has no sense of sorrow and self-responsibility.

After knowing the truth.

In that endless grief and self-duty, the forest that wants revenge has lost its mind and even its insane will to die.

Lin has no intention of accumulating the sword rain and the others, which is purely a consciousness.

The sword rain and the dragon will also be understood, but the current situation will not be dominated by them.

“Why are you here?” King Zhuanlun loudly shouted.

Without the previous temperature artery, the tongue is full of anger and killing intent.

“I should ask you this!” Lin is more angry than he is, and roars: “Did you collide with golden light when the sword of the clouds and Long Hao died? Do you intend to deal with us with the same formula later, and then as your knee thief?”

Lin has no false torture of his soul, making King Zhuanlun angry at the extreme point.

“That said, did you all hear that?” In a desert tone, Samson’s cold killing plan began to wander out.