Chapter 112: Tentative

"Someone can't help it!"
The spiritual moon in front of it suddenly whispered.
"唰-"
Almost at the moment when her voice fell, among the crowds, suddenly there were a few figures screaming and red, which obviously could not bear the temptation.
"嗡-"
After a few distances from these figures, the four golden lights that had been suspended above the stone pillars suddenly flashed up quickly, turning into four streamers, flying fast in the hall. Flashed up.
At the same time as the four streams of light flashed out, all the strong men in the entire hall instantly sighed.
Almost at the same time, the original plate sat under the throne, and the trenches that had been silent for countless years suddenly opened their eyes at the same time, large pieces of patina fell off their bodies, and an extremely powerful killing was also at this moment. Rolling open, flooding the entire hall.
"boom--"
The original quiet hall was shocked after the initial moment. The next moment, the entire hall was boiling like a pan.
"唰唰唰-"
The four streams of light flashed through the air, looking at the scrolls of the spirits contained in the streamer, and the strong calm of many powerful people, at this moment, disappeared cleanly.
"The inheritance of the powerful gods is born!"
In a corner of the hall, I don’t know who suddenly sighed, and with this sound falling, the whole figure in the hall was full of blood, then they were like a flea, not pointing to it. The whereabouts of the streamer’s scroll are swept away.
"唰唰唰-"
However, in the face of so many powerful people at the same time, the speed of the four streams of light is getting faster and faster, but for a moment is to avoid the strong those who block them.
"噗哧-噗哧-"
At the same time, the sound of a burst of clamors came out. In this almost crazy scene, many people took the opportunity to take the shot. In a flash, there were some strong people who did not react. Obviously, these people are all shooting and killing one less competitor, and they will not be merciless.
"Ye, Lord, what do we do now?" Seeing this extremely chaotic scene, Yunying's look has become dignified.
"Don't rush to shoot, the scene at the moment, even if we get stuck, we have to finish."
Looking at the chaotic scenes that are out of control, Ye Zhong’s face is extremely ugly. If he is shot in these circumstances, even if he does not necessarily have the whole body to retreat.
Wen Yan, Yun Ying slightly decapitated, and then she stared at the streamer of the four volumes of the coffin scroll, the eyes flashed in different colors.
"Ye Yeh, you think these four reels, which volume has the value of our shot."
"I don't know, but these four-volume scrolls should all be spiritual spirits, even spiritual spirits. Many people should understand this in the presence, so they will be so crazy!" A few dignified openings.
The image of the astrology is deep, but the image of Akasaka, known as one of the ancestral spirits of the town, is only a spiritual glimpse. Just look at this point and understand why this four-volume scroll is so crazy. .
"In short, no matter which volume of the coffin we get here, it is a great creation, and even if it is to a shot, it is extremely difficult."
Ye looked at the chaotic situation in front of him and smiled. Under these circumstances, if anyone succeeds in the scroll of the coffin, then it is equivalent to losing all of them. It is definitely not good to go there. In this chaotic situation, others will not take care of what forces you come from!
Therefore, the best way to do this is to make a temporary appearance, and it is not too late to wait until the is over.
One thought of this, the attention of the line fell to the beastmasters of the beasts, the dynasty and other powerful forces, they saw that the strong are also like them, basically are carefully retreating a few points, not in the first time What to fight for. Obviously, it is necessary to wait until those people fight for both losses and then shoot.
"what--"
Just when Ye’s attention fell to the mighty powers such as the blood dynasty, the screams of screaming and screaming suddenly sounded in the hall. The eyes of everyone swept away, and then the look was changed, because the trenches that were originally dormant were actually awakened at this moment, and at the same time, an unusually rich taste permeated the entire hall. .
At the moment when these trenches awakened, the group of strongmen who were closest to them were directly smashed into minced meat. As Ye Zhong and others infer, in general, these trenches have the strength of the eighth-heavy three-day Tiantong Zhongtongtong level in front of them. In front of them, those ordinary strong people can't stop even one move.
Therefore, only the effort of tea is not enough, the whole hall is bloody, and the rich taste makes the strong ones who have lost their eyes reacted one by one. They looked at the trenches full of flesh and blood at this moment, and their hearts were full of horror and shock.
"It's a bit of a hassle."
Seeing this is almost a one-sided scene, Ye Zhong’s brow is also slightly wrinkled. Although the number of these trenches is not many, the combat power is really amazing, and the hands are extremely hot, unless some powerful forces join forces. Underneath can be with them one by one, as for the ordinary strong, is not their combination.
"After these wars have been successfully refining, the orders that have been ordered should only be guarded here, and most of them are undead. If you want to get a reel scroll, it would be impossible to solve these trenches." Frowning eyebrows gaze at the scene in front of her eyes, and her eyes flashed through jealousy.
"A little trouble..."
The leaves are slightly frowning. If these battles are only amazing, then it will be enough. If you grab the reel, you will run. I am afraid that these trenches will automatically lock those who have the hand scrolls. In that case, these coffin scrolls are definitely not a baby, but a reminder!
The empty hall, where it became more and more chaotic, in the hands of those indiscriminate attacks, many of the strong people who were originally on the wall were involved in this huge whirlpool, in this case Under, they must not be shot.
"What do we do now?" Yun Ying said.
Ye looked at the extremely chaotic hall at the moment, and after a moment of indulgence, he whispered softly: "Since we have cooperated with each other, then everything is safe, Miss Yun Ying, you and my people are going back first, try to stay away from the battle circle. It’s important to save the power. I will try to find out if I can win a roll of scrolls... In this case, people will only be more troublesome."
When the voice falls, the attention of the line falls on the extremely chaotic scene in front. Those who are chasing the reel of the coffin are not killed by the people around them, or are torn by those trenches. . It’s as if everyone lost their senses in this place and became a madman who only knows how to kill.
"Ok."
I heard Ye Zhong’s opening, and Yun Ying and the strong behind him looked at each other for a moment, then they nodded reluctantly. Obviously they are also extremely wanting to shoot at this moment, but because of the suppression of Ye Zhong, there is no Forcibly shot.
"唰-"
Almost at the same time that Ye Zhong and others had just set a pace, a stream of light suddenly flashed through the air, and a roll of a scorpion scroll with a glimmer of light rushed toward where Ye Zhong and others were.
"砰砰砰-"
Along the way, many of the strong men looked slightly changed, but while they were close, they were directly violently bombarded by a trench.
"Be careful, there is a trench!"
The leaves have a slight change in color. At this moment, although the reel scrolls are coming in this direction, there is also a trench to rush. Suddenly, Ye Yezhong and others fell into the most chaotic boulder.
"I come!"
Lingyue's face changed slightly, and the right hand waved. When they stood, they had a Taoist charm, and finally turned into a strange spiritual array wrapped around the war.
The trenches entangled in the spirits array, like the butterflies trapped in the spider web, struggled, but for a time they could not tear the spirit.
Seeing Lingyue and other means, Yunying and others who were preparing to shoot all flashed the horror of the eyes, but they did not say much, but the sight fell to the coffin that whizzed at the same time. Above the reel.
Just hesitating in an instant, Ye Zhong did not shoot, but allowed the coffin scroll to pass through from the front of him and re-into another group of strong men. Then he looked at the line and fell to the trenches that were in the spirit of the moment.
The patina on the trenches has long since disappeared, and all that is just a trace of luster has emerged on the bronze body. From this perspective, Ye Zhong can see that these trenches are made of bronze. Compared to the wooden trenches he encountered in the congenital temple, both quality and strength are strong.
"Sister Lingyue, is there a way to control these trenches?" Ye Zhong looked at the trenches that were about to tear the soul of the array, and the face that changed slightly.
"I can give it a try, but it doesn't necessarily have any effect." Lingyue heard a handful of his hands, and immediately saw nine charms gathered together to form a large magical symbol, which was directly attached to the forehead of the trench.
"Controlling the Spirit?"
Seeing this scene, Ye Zhong’s strength for Lingyue is somewhat invisible. Ye Zhong believes that he has a good talent in the game, but now it seems that there is still some distance compared with this Lingyue.