Chapter 1208: Purple woman

This blue shirt warrior was shocked!
Feeling the power of the explosion behind him, he painted ten with one hand and three long swords flying around!
These three long swords are different in color, one gold, one silver, one copper!
The surface of the three swords is engraved with beautiful lines, and the shape is very eye-catching!
The black long sword that had been broken by Luo Zheng was originally given to him by the Jijia Shaozhu, and the three long swords of gold, silver and bronze were his usual swords. These three swords followed him for many years and have been with him. Empathy!
This gold, silver and bronze three long swords fluttered out, echoing each other and starting to spin up!
"Calling..."
Under the constant rotation of the three swords, a gold, silver and bronze tri-color tornado was blown around the blue-shirted warrior!
"Sanyue Dragons!"
After the formation of this tornado, the wind screamed fiercely, just like a Xianglong smashed toward the rear Luo Zheng!
Luo Zheng's figure is like a sword, don't need to flash, go straight to it!
"Table tennis..."
The three three-color long swords hidden in the tornado, twisted on him but there was a burst of gold and iron!
Luo Zheng does not need a bodyguard, his body is comparable to a treasure of the artifact-level body. This sword is sharp, how can it be levied?
The only trouble is the clothes of his own. Under the smashing, the green cloth on Luo Zheng’s body was torn into strips and then smashed, but this situation was not the first time that Luo Zheng was encountered. After a short period of time, Luo Zheng will have to change a suit...
Luo Zheng forced this through the three-color tornado, and went straight to the blue-shirted warrior. His hands were like lightning.
The blue-shirted warrior couldn’t escape without seeing it. It was a blind man who turned over and a gold pill popped up in his hand and suddenly crushed!
"Hey, you thought you could get my dreams... dream! My dreams are collected for the owner! Hahaha..."
Upon hearing this, Luo Zheng’s face showed a hint of confusion. He only needs to kill this person, and he will get half of his dreams. Why can’t he get it?
After seeing the blue-shirted warrior crushing the golden pill, a fierce power broke out from the golden pill, and a huge breath was transmitted from the golden pill!
"Boom!"
Seeing that the situation is not right, Luo Zheng is quickly retreating toward the rear!
With this blue shirt warrior opened a few dozen feet away!
After a breath, the golden pill suddenly shattered, and then the thunder of the thin hair of the hair was dispersed from it!
The power of these thunders, each of which is as small as a hair, but spread out, like a dense root of the tree generally spread out to the outside, completely shrouded the range of the blue-shirted warriors around the body, turning into a huge Thunder ball!
Seeing the power of this golden pill, Luo Zheng’s eyelids are also mad!
"The power of this golden pill is so terrible!"
If Luo Zhengfang was involved in it, I am afraid that it will be shredded by this horrible blood thunder!
Although the fantasy battlefield is not really degraded, I am afraid I will lose half of my dream points... If it is not a fantasy battlefield, isn’t it really degraded?
In addition to a chill in the heart, Luo Zheng is also thinking about what the blue-shirt warrior said before he died. Can he not get his dream points?
According to the rules of this dream battlefield, even suicide will lose half of the dream points, just like in the wilderness, the warriors killed by the squirrels, the dream points burst open and condensed into a yellow The light group, Luo Zheng only need to go up and absorb it!
But what Luo Zheng did not expect was that after the death of the blue-shirt warrior, it was indeed a large group of dream points!
The dense number of dream points is twice as many as the original Luo Zheng killing the dragon bird! That is to say, the body of the blue-shirted warrior has at least 200,000 dream spots!
However, after these yellow dream spots burst out, they did not break into the body of Luo Zheng, because this person was not killed by Luo Zheng!
Not only that, these dream light spots are actually flying towards the main city!
"How is this going?"
Luo Zheng’s face was shocked...
Could it be that this city owner can change the rules of this dream battlefield?
This is simply not possible!
Above the wall, the guards who were placed on the city did not stand up.
The blue-shirt warriors are not the enemy of Luo Zhenghe. They can only give Luo Zheng a dish when they rush out of the city...
However, the faces of these guards are hung with a sly smile and staring at Luo Zheng. They seem to be mocking the childishness of Luo Zheng.
As for the various warriors in the gates of the city, their faces are different. They are obedient to the "owner" and naturally refuse to tell Luo Zheng.
Floating in the height of a foot off the ground, Luo Zheng looked at this scene with a brow, and saw a large number of dream points disappeared, Luo Zheng is also somewhat helpless!
In an instant, Luo Zheng’s eyes flashed, but they flew along the city wall!
This so-called city owner has more than one person. The main city is huge. The things he is here may not be able to spread. Now he is looking for the next goal, that is, the other men of the city...
The dense yellow light drifted all the way, broke into the main city, and finally flew into a house in the southwest of the main city.
All the warriors in the fantasy battlefield are desperately stifling, either competing with the warriors to capture the other’s dream points, or killing all kinds of fierce beasts in the wilderness...
But this house is very peaceful!
A little bit of snow flakes like a cotton bud without weight.
Under the scorching sun, these snowflakes are naturally artificial...
In fact, close to the entrance of this house, you can feel the chill of Ling Xiao, the ordinary warrior also knows that this place should not stay for a long time, and carefully retreat.
In the house, the snow has been paved with a thick layer, standing in the house, it is like being in the midwinter, giving a quiet and serene atmosphere.
A woman wearing a purple veil, in the corner of the snow-covered courtyard, holds a slap-sized transcript in her hand.
This picture is not drawn on the transcript, but is covered with dense letters, but it is a time novel...
The whole universe, the 100,000-strong world, the military all occupy an absolute dominance, and it is a heavy martial art.
The readers here can only be the end of the mortal, the insignificant existence, and they are not present in the mainstream culture of any race.
However, in the past few years, there has been a wave of literary novels in the upper bounds...
It is not that the status of the scholar has improved. The things like poetry and songs are still not popular among the warriors. On the contrary, various novels are very popular.
The reason is still in Luo Zheng...
The story of his years has been told, although many military people are annoyed, but after all, some military people have heard the story into their minds and sparked interest.
However, Luo Zheng is also to be cultivated after all, and the story is also for the mysterious girl. Everyone is just an observer. If the mysterious girl leaves the customs, everyone can still listen to it. It is a listener. The role of the person, but if Luo Zheng does not say a book, everyone will not have to listen.
However, among the universe, there are many creatures, and the number of mortals is more than that of ants. In terms of essays, these strong people standing at the top of the pyramid are not as good as those mortals.
A little inquiries, spending a real Yuanshi is enough to buy Chengshan's time novels, and even hire hundreds of storytellers, and the daily storytelling in his ear, it has become the most recent among the warriors. A fun and fun event.
Even because of this, some of the mortal's status has risen. For example, in a small city in the six-story underground suburb of the gods, there is a storyteller named Zhang XIII.
The stories told in this thirteenth are all compiled by myself. Whenever the story is published, whether it is emotion or demeanor, it is very well-placed. It is appreciated by a certain warrior in this holy place, and then recommended all the way. The status of the climb has risen, and it is said that it has also triggered the looting of two holy places...
Later, this 13-year-old Wanshou Dan was given. It has been hundreds of years old in the air. This is already very amazing among the mortals. Some small patriots in the mortal are afraid of this treatment.
But in general, all the readers have to thank one person, that is, Luo Zheng!
If he used the roaring order out of thin air, he poured his own story into the minds of many warriors, which aroused the interest of some warriors and did not trigger this round of turm...
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