Vol 3 Chapter 659: Fang Wulian's play

After the death of the bamboo monster, he left a very precious refining material, and the purple scorpion rose.
The bamboo section is very bright, but it also contains a strong toxic atmosphere.
He wrapped it in energy and collected it.
The bamboo monsters that were summoned by the bamboo monsters were not fleeing because their kings died. They were still rushing forward, but this time they had no rules and no longer targeted the purple.
Everyone started to work together, even Fang Wulian was no longer idle, glaring at the Fa Lingpao on his body. His strength was improved by several levels, and it was easy to kill those bamboo monsters.
Just without the many cannon fodder before, those bamboo monsters, one by one is like crazy, constantly attacking several people.
Ziyan only retracted back, and then shot again and again, although he could sweep a large piece of bamboo monster every time, helping everyone to clean out a piece of open space, but the number of bamboo monsters is too much, almost endless.
Zi Yan looked at the bamboo forest without end, and then looked at the bamboo monsters that were constantly gathering in the distance. He said: "Continue to move forward and accumulate strength."
At this moment, Zi Yan actually has a little regret in his heart. He knew that the road ahead was so difficult. He would treat those who want to kill Fang Wulian. Let's go into the depths together and say.
Now it’s good, huge danger, but it’s necessary for them to resist.
And the purple scorpion feels dangerous, so the situation of other people can be seen?
When I got here, the total number of people who arrived was already half lost. With the continuous advancement, the number of people is still decreasing. I believe that in the end, few people are really alive.
Among all the people, the most exquisite and forward-looking is the most calm, it should be the two soul-eaters.
Wherever they passed, all the bamboo monsters that tried to attack the two would be silently broken and turned into the purest power, absorbed by the two.
And those who have been murdered by Zi Yan and others are also bamboo monsters who are not afraid of fear. When they arrive at the two people, they seem to have met the nemesis.
On this road, Zi Yan saw too many bamboo monsters. Although it was just a road, the bamboo monsters killed along the way were also a huge number. I don’t know what other teams would be, but Zi Yan believed those who left. No one should be able to get here alive.
In this way, fighting forwards, during which several people will take turns to rest and accumulate strength.
Everyone has complete trust with each other, so the cooperation is also very tacit. The items that were exchanged before are constantly consumed.
"I don't have a clear eye."
In the horizon of the mountain, there were countless white fogs, and she subconsciously took the props and found that it had been consumed.
"I am gone."
Blue solitary dream shook his head, and at this time, there was white fog in front of her eyes.
Zi Yan took out two drops of Qingxin Mingmu liquid and handed it to two people, then looked to the side.
My nephew said: "I don't want it, my soul soldiers can attack the enemy by themselves."
Fang Wulian also said: "My attack is too weak, and I don't want it. It is completely wasted here."
Zi Yan gave a tribute to Shan Kui, the other side wearing a battle armor, can be charged, and at the crucial moment can also resist the attack for everyone.
Zi Yan also swallowed a drop, holding the stick shield in the forefront, Shan Kui was arranged to the rear by him, responsible for the break.
With the consumption of props, the speed of several people has obviously slowed down.
But those bamboo monsters are not affected, but the attack is even more sharp.
Just when everyone felt exhausted and the props were consumed, they finally saw the end of the bamboo forest.
But I just saw it, and the effect of clearing my eyes and eyes was gone.
The dense fog filled the horizon, the white mist rolled, and many bamboo monsters came forward.
The purple sable standing in front, took a deep breath, and the long stick in his hand began to tremble. The lines above were lit up one after another, and his few soul forces were injected into it.
A purple light blooms out of it.
The purple scorpion stepped forward, holding the stick swept, the purple light went forward, and the white mist around it rolled wildly, once again drowning the forward purple light.
Without Qingxin Mingmu, no one can see what happened in front, but the sound of puffs from time to time indicates that those bamboo monsters are being killed.
"go!"
The purple screamed, obviously speeding up, and hitting the white fog.
Blue solitary dreams followed, and this is the final sprint.
After a while, it was a purple light that went towards the end of the bamboo forest.
Then, it was the third purple light.
In the not-so-distant roads, the purple cicada showed five powerful attacks, which opened up a safe road for everyone.
As they walked out of this bamboo forest, they immediately had one after another, projecting toward this side.
The final shot, the movement brought by Zi Yan is too big, and the sense of purple light is felt. Many people's minds are trembled.
The six people walked out together, and the vision quickly became wide, but each was exhausted and consumed.
The purple scorpion did not put up the long stick, nor did he relax. Because some people have arrived in advance, the number of people is estimated to be more than 200.
When I came, thousands of people, who were able to come here, had only such a small number of people, and the casualties were big.
People who arrive early are naturally early and late, early people are in their heyday, and latecomers are still recovering.
The purple scorpion made a look to a few people. Everyone was subconsciously away from everyone, and they did not need to be ordered by the purple scorpion.
Zi Yan holds a long stick and stands there. It is guarding everyone. After all, the people here may also be enemies.
"You should restore it first. There should be no one in this place to shoot us." Fang Wulian said.
The purple scorpion shook his head slightly, and he did not trust his life to be given to a group of strangers.
"Yes, you can live here to get here." A faint voice, coming from afar, is Fang Wuling, she is coming to this side.
"Wuling, it is you."
Fang Wuling’s face has a smile, but also a subconscious bend down, this is his state in front of Fang Wuling.
Next to Fang Wuling, Fang Wudao also came over to this side.
"Big brother is here too."
Fang Wulian's waist, and bent down a bit, this is like seeing a brother and sister, is a slave to see the master.
Fang Wudao said indifferently: "Is it not so tired to play for so many years?"
Fang Wulian gave a slight glimpse and said: "What does this mean for Big Brother?"
Fang Wudao said: "I am still alive when you are still alive, but I am enough to see you acting. For so many years, you are really a fool."
The smile on Fang Wulian's face was condensed~EbookFREE.me~ The waist under the bend was straightened up. He sighed: "I can't live without being acting in the house. I can only play."
"When my mother was killed by you, I was playing an ignorant child. In the dark, I didn't dare to shed a tear. I had to pretend to be doing nothing every day. In order to survive, I deliberately did not practice well. Slow, but the blood of the talent is still being forcibly broken up by you. I lost my blood and I remember it. I felt that half life was gone, but I didn’t dare to be angry, I didn’t dare to get angry, no one went to complain, I met you. I am like a dog who has seen the owner, constantly screaming at you, eager for you to make me alive. During the period, no matter how ugly, I am attracted, and I have to smile."
"In order to live for so many years, I am not going to practice, I am willing to be a hateful person, but in the end, you still have to kill me. Now even the acting is not allowed, is it necessary to completely tear the skin here?"
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