Chapter 983: Shao family ancestors play

"Oh my God! The seventh-tier flying dragon was smashed to death with his fist ..."
The entire street was startled and startled.
Shao third and his dragon are dead.
The Shao family is not only beaten, it may even be questioned.
This boy must be a great disciple or a descendant.
Shao Dingding forgot the pain, and watched San Shu be killed (kill sha), and then saw San Shu's battle dragon killed.
A trace of regret sprang up, he really shouldn't mess with this boy, he is a (kill sha) demon head!
Shao Laowu and Lao Liu stood in horror and were at a loss.
Nima! Who the did we mess with?
The third brother and Feilong are not opponents, this kid is too big.
It seems that I can only ask my ancestor to come forward.
Although he (qiangqiang) is too big, but he is a man after all, my Shao family has tens of millions of troops, and I don't believe that under the leadership of my ancestors, he will not kill you!
Thinking of this, Shao Laowu took out a flare that had not been used for many years from the storage ring.
This is the highest level of special alert on the battlefield.
Once this magical signal flare is released, everyone in the entire Shao family will enter an emergency combat state.
"Woo ..."
The flare flew into the sky with a strange sound.
"(Fa) what happened?"
At the headquarters of Shao family, the boss of Shao heard the siren and jumped into the sky.
He looked around and quickly found the source of the signal.
"One street at the night market? How could it be there?"
"Did the fifth child find the big man in the Shuangfu Empire?"
"It's not too late, please call on your ancestors, (kill sha) to the night market!"
Boss Shao flew directly from the air to a rockery in the backyard.
He opened the secret door and entered the underground palace.
Soon came to an underground palace (dian di n) 800 meters underground.
"what's up?"
As soon as he entered the gate of the palace, he heard the voice of his ancestor.
"Qi ancestor, Shao Laowu issued a special battle alert!"
Boss Shao bowed (body sh n) said.
"What? Was the Shuangbuk National Army under pressure?"
In the middle of the palace (di n), a white-haired, white-bearded old man asked suddenly, with a white-haired, white-haired old man in a gathering of spirits filled with lower-grade spirit stones.
"No, the combat alert is on the night market."
Boss Shao whispered.
"One street at the night market? Is it the five-star warrior of Shuangfu Kingdom?"
The old man murmured.
"The younger generation also thought so." Boss Shao said again.
"It shouldn't be wrong, and only those old guys can sneak in silently."
"Immediately go out to fight."
Shao family ancestors (body sh n) stepped out of the spirit formation.
"The juniors have summoned their troops and are ready to fight."
Shao Lao Avenue.
"well!"
The ancestor of Shao family had no expression (Qing Qing), nodded and flew (body sh n) to the ground.
Ten minutes later, Shao's ancestors, Shao's eldest, led a large number of subordinates who could reach the row, and 100,000 soldiers rushed to the night market.
At this point, Zhang Xing had sat back to the original table, and let the shop buddies make a pot of tea, and was enjoying it comfortably.
The eyes of the woman next to her were full of little stars.
She kept staring at Zhang Xing's face, looking like an idiot.
"Brother, you are so good, I really adore you so much."
The woman said, dragging a stool and leaning against Zhang Xing.
Zhang Xing nodded and said nothing.
"Hey, brother, I was joking with you just now, don't mind."
"Let's both scratch our heads and worship the handle."
The woman rolled her eyes and thought she had a brilliant idea.
"Why worship me?"
Zhang Xing wondered.
"You are terrific. After worshiping you, no one dares to bully me."
The woman tilted her head and looked for granted.