Chapter 4051: 4.1651 No escape

4051 Chapter 4.1651
The soft and warm light of the night pearl instantly illuminates the dark sand scorpion ocean below.
It also made a crowd of black men who were fighting against the sand scorpions, their faces looked slightly distorted.
When I saw the little girl standing in the air, she stood in the mid-air of this small farmhouse, with a look of indifference and coldness as usual, and a pair of bright apricots, which looked particularly sharp and bright at night.
One of them couldn't help yelling at Arbor, "You knew you had set a trap here, you did it on purpose ..."
A rattan whip slipped in front of the man in black and threw it on his face.
The man managed to stabilize his body, chopped several sand scorpions around, and tried to leap again.
Damn it!
It's such a controlled feeling again.
The whole body was heavy, as if it were controlled endlessly, and it couldn't float at all.
Want to float in the defensive wall under the cloth of Mo Lian and Yun Chen? Oh, it's so naive.
After failing in the air, the man panted loudly, and slammed the opponent in a black humane, "Don't panic, gather, all gather ..."
He shouted halfway, and when he looked back, a face twisted fiercely.
I saw that there was no one around, except for the black scorpion that came from the foot, and there were half ghosts.
All his men are hanging in the black scorpion group!
Looking at the scorpion spreading under his feet, the man closed his eyes and suddenly felt a sense of demise.
The long sword slammed into the group of black scorpions, his whole body swelled in a second, and rushed towards the tree with a terrible speed.
Even if you die, you have to drag one back.
Qiaomu's eyes were cold and staring at the man in front of his eyes, a touch of irony appeared on his lips.
"A mantis arm is a car, and I dare to compete with the sun and the moon." The small face slumped coldly, and suddenly took out the thunder sword in the epoch, a sword cut through the sky, and thunder threw across the man in the direction of the man.
There seemed to be a tear in the void, and the air here twisted slightly.
The sky was broken, the night was lonely, and the man who was oppressed by Jiu Tian Lei Jian Jue's second-type Thousand Thunder Phantom, looked in horror at the sky with black clouds.
Watching Qiandao Leiguang turn into a shadow of a sword, with the power of thunder and lightning, dived at a high altitude.
Roaring roared into this unlucky egg.
Even before he succeeded in detonating, the whole person was crushed into pieces by Qianlei Phantom.
The whole person dissipated between the sky and the sky.
Qiaomu looked indifferently at everything in front of him, looked down at the long sword lingered by thunder in his hands, turned slowly, and looked at the only three archers on the roof.
The latter has long been scared of dog gall.
Just listening to Ding Ding when the crickets rang, all three of them turned pale and surrendered.
At the same time, countless bursting birds have flown up to them and surrounded the three groups.
The three archers looked at the trees in horror as if watching the messenger returning from hell.
In a quarter of an hour, there were only three hundred of the elite disciples of Qingtianmen.
What a terrible combat power!
The host ... totally underestimated the little girl in front of her.
It was incredible that she had tamed so many poisonous poisons.
Today, there is no escape.
They seem to have no choice but to surrender honestly.
(End of this chapter)