Chapter 342: Crit out

Going out?
Refining and antidote?
Wound sound poison solution?
In this world, I am afraid that only the sects of the evil sects can solve them. Even the ancestors of the devils could not solve this poison.
The evil spirits are also clear, and Longfei can't solve it.
She doesn't say it because he is a dragon!
......
The sound of Longfei constantly echoed in the sleepy dungeon, and no sound came out.
"Open the door to Laozi!"
"Hey..."
This time, Longfei used infuriating and once again.
The sound of the sleepy dungeon is more intense.
The weak soul of the body is a bit unbearable.
She did not show it, and said slightly: "It's useless. This sleepy dungeon is a sleepy sound system, and the voice inside can't be transmitted."
"This is the ancestor of the evil sect, and it is used to punish the disciples."
All around is a kind of sound.
No entity.
There is no door, it is a very strange array.
Long Fei’s eyebrows gnawed his teeth and said:
I still don’t believe it!

The hands are sinking.
Directly into the sound wave, in the moment when his body touches the sound wave, "Hey..."
The ear is about to bleed and it is extremely uncomfortable.
The head is like to blow up, and Longfei is bombed out.
"by!"
"Is it ambush?"
The sound wave shock just like the climax of the ambush, his heart must not bear, if it is not the reason for having the second sacred body, I am afraid it has been smashed.
Also at this time.
"Ha ha ha..."
"Ha ha ha..."
"Ha ha ha..."
Into the group of people outside the sound waves.
The lord of the evil voice, the evil voice of the saint.
The patriarch of Xue Haizong, Qiu Wantian.
The lord of the blood sect, Yin Yue.
The lord of Shan Haizong, disenchanted.
......
The eight great masters have all gathered.
Their eyes were cold and cold, watching the dragon fly in the stunned dungeon, with a mocking smirk on his face.
The evil voice of the Virgin Mary said: "Boy, what do you think is this place? Difficulty in the dungeon, is this kind of waste you can break?"

It’s simply not self-sufficient.

Qiu Wantian also followed with a sneer: "This is a sleepy day, don't say it is you, even if the ancestors of the year did not know how to crack."
"I’m asking for it.

"Ha ha ha..."
The eight demon lords all laughed in unison.
At this moment.
The evil piano rushed forward and squatted directly in front of the evil voice of the saint, and asked: "Master, you will punish me, don't punish him."
"Humph!"
"Unscrupulous!"
The evil voice of the saint was shocked and her eyes roared. "I want you to confuse him to open the space ring. Why have you not done anything?"
"Do you dare to say that you are not hooked together?"
"Bone bone!"
Longfei suddenly felt bad.
He can.
But his friends can't do it, not to mention the evil piano is his savior, the older sister... the older sister, it is even worse.
Longfei pointed at the nose of the evil voice outside the sound waves. "You are a ugly old thing, who can have you?"
"Are you an endocrine disorder plus Alzheimer's?"
"wrong!"
"You are all old and old, and there is no endocrine disorder. There is no big aunt to visit."
"You said that you don't even come to the big aunt, what are you like?"
"If I were you, I must have a macadam stuck in it."
curse?
Longfei is invincible.
The anti-scale of the evil voice of the saint is ‘old’, she can’t stand the ones that Long Fei said, what aunt, a mace, she even knows what it is.
The heart burst into anger.
Before she erupted, Longfei blinked and continued to swear: "How? Want to get angry? You said that you are all like this, or don't get angry."
"When you get angry, you will be older, and you will see what the wrinkles in your eyes are wrinkled."
"Look at what I do?"
"People say that a woman is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger, and fifty feet can the soil. I think your age can not only suck, but I can see the mountain?"
"If you can't help it, go find a sharp stone and touch it. If it doesn't work, can I refine a mace with a barb? It will be very cool, so the big aunt will come. ""
"Hey..."
"Ha ha ha..."
"Hey!"
The other three masters of the Eight Great MoZongs are really unable to hold back. If they continue to squat, I am afraid that they will become internal injuries.
Long Fei’s mouth is too embarrassing.
The face of the evil voice of the saint is a burst of blue, a burst of red, as if it was subjected to a super attack, the dragon is not able to speak.
She can't wait to kill Longfei now.
The evil piano squatted on the ground and pulled the clothes of Longfei: "Don't say it, don't say it."
Longfei directly lifted the evil piano and pointed to the chest of the evil piano: "It is bigger than your chest. I think you are doing it. It is better to hang two buns every day."
"Beyond the looks, by... do you have a look? Three-eight faces, asymmetrical, a few layers of powder on the face?"
"Beyond the body, your bucket waist is disgusting."
"Before the thigh, may I ask the old woman, do you have a leg?"
"Any woman can be jealous because they have awkward capital, and you, you don't have the qualifications, even the old woman!"
More than once.
This time!
Directly caused a crit.
"puff……"
The evil voice of the saint directly vomits a blood, and a bright red is on the top of her head is the damage value, "-1000000".
Millions of injuries.
A fierce mess.
The evil voice of the saint is pale and gloomy staring at the dragon flying road: "I want to kill you, I want to kill you!"
Longfei looked awkward and said: "Come on, come, there is a kind of you coming, come on bite me, bite, rely on!"
The evil voice of the Virgin is burning and trembles.
She now wants to tear up Longfei's pieces, especially the mouth, but also to use acupuncture and sew it little by little, even if she is a ghost, she can't let him have another chance to speak.
In the heart of Longfei’s heart, the idea said:
When the next saint opens the sleepy dungeon, I am pulling you, let’s rush out together.

He is to anger the evil voice of the Virgin.
It is to seize the opportunity of this moment to rush out.
however.
The evil voice of the saint is as clear as all this. The fingers are about to touch the organ that opened the dungeon. Suddenly stopped, and smiled gloomyly. "You want to irritate me and let me open the prison." Can you escape?"
"Ha ha ha..."
"Do you think I will be yours?"
Longfei didn't show his face, but he greeted the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of the evil voice, and sneered: "I don't think you dare to come in?"
The faces of other Mozong lords have also changed.
Qiu Wantian said: "The saint is really a saint, and she will see it all at once, hahaha..."
"Kid!"
"You still have to be honest."
"Oh, let's untie the imprisonment in the space ring and hand over the devil's ancient box!"
Longfei grinned and said: "Can't you open the ancient magic box? Is it cool?"

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