Chapter 177: War of the dead

"Let's go, little girl." Six dazzling demons seeing that Maureen still wants to rush up, and then squatting on Moline, fluttering down the mountains of the hundred miles.
The mountain peaks of hundreds of thousands of meters, the six evil spirits did not rely on any flying tools and soul chain, and still holding a person in their hands, it was easy to float freely, like a leaf is generally light!
It is a pity that no one appreciates such a wonderful ability, because those guys have started to fight.
Li Yuanzhi locked Mo Yilai as his opponent at a glance. Although the struggle is not the character of Li Yuanzhi, it is rare to encounter a person who seems to be better than himself in the rumors of the formation. His interest naturally mentions Come up.
Mo Yi naturally also gave his life to accompany the gentleman. The two men stepped on the flight array method, and at the same time made the sky rushing, and arranged a spherical light array in the air.
This spherical light array is obviously dark, and people outside the array can only faintly see that the two people inside are fighting upright. As for who they are, they simply cannot see clearly.
The figures of these two people are too fast, and they have to become a blur!
Li Yuanchong and Li Yuanhuan brothers joined forces to deal with Ming Qingchen. Although their personal strength is better than that of Ming and Qingchen, the combination of the two brothers can actually force the green-level demon teacher Ming Qingchen to be in a hurry.
Li Yuanhuan’s Li Jiagun and Li Yuanchong are completely different. His gunshots are all transparent, and the places he attacked are all obvious and important parts of the chest and abdomen of Ming and Qing Dynasties.
Li Yuanchong's gunmanship took a bit of sinister insults, and his gunpoint desperately stung to the throat, lower yin and lumbar kidney of Ming and Qing Dynasties.
The two brothers joined forces, it can be said that it is impenetrable, and the Ming and Qing dynasties only have the power of parry, and there is no power to fight back.
Tang Ruo’s pressure is very high. She is faced with the strength and her younger class. The kind of haze that spurred on the body of the lord obviously made Tang Ruo feel that his power of the five elements was somewhat disordered.
The two men are separated by hundreds of meters. The attacks used are long-range soul attacks. Although they have not won the game for the time being, Tang can feel it, and his failure is a matter of time.
The and black two, the two-level strongmen who used assassination as their specialty, were screaming at this time, and frantically harvesting the life of Jinghaige disciples with their daggers in their hands.
Jinghaige is mostly a female disciple. Facing these flower season women, if they are replaced by Lingxiao, they will be more willing to touch them with their hands. These two old things are cut off the throats of these girls with a dagger. .
Blood flowers splashed in this group of girls, one by one, the red woman fell to the ground with a sigh of relief, blood flowers and red clothes, the face of the sun and the breath of death accompanied by a cruel beauty.
Xiaomo stayed in Ling Xiao’s grave, motionless, and his eyes stared at the black and black brothers who rushed toward her.
"Teacher, Ling Xiao... I will use life to protect your body. If I am dead, you can't blame me for this Ding elder's work is not good?" Xiaomo suddenly laughed and could die in the grave of Ling Xiao. This feels good.
Zheng Hao and Yue Mingming surrounded the crowd with the Windy Valley, and Xiaomo said: "You are this..."
Zheng Hao's eyes are red, and he said in a hoarse voice, like an injured beast whispering: "If the two guys dare to come, we will let them pay for their lives!"
Xiaomo’s heart was shocked. These people actually wanted to use self-destruction to protect Ling’s body!
why? Xiaomo really doesn't understand.
Only Zheng Hao himself understands that the "sweet back, lost child" this lingering voice has been hovering in Zheng Hao’s mind. Yue Mingming and Zheng Hao have said something that only the two of them know well. These Zheng Hao think that it is worth living for Ling Xiao.
The people in the Valley of the Winds are not robbed of anything along the way, but they have been killed by many companions for no reason. If Ling Xiao took them all the way, they would have lost their lives, let alone kill a few. Enemy revenge and the like.
Since Ling Xiao needs their strength at this time, they can no longer sit back and ignore.
Blood, everybody has it, just see when it’s boiling.
"These ants also want to block us?" Black and Black II far from seeing everyone in the Valley of the Winds in front of the tomb of Ling Xiao, performing the ultimate body, like two black lights, rushing to Ling Xiao grave.
"Ah!" The people in the Valley of the Winds have not had time to react. The black and black men have already rushed behind them. They both held a dagger and directed to the last person who stayed in front of the tomb of Ling Xiao - Xiao Mo !
The speed of these two people is too abnormal, and they are perverted to the wind and valley. These people want to blew themselves and can't blow them up. They can only watch them killing Xiaomo.
嗡~~~ A burst of blue light flashes, and the little jasmine is surrounded by a group of blue rays, and the black and black scorpions are blocked from the blue light!
As long as the mind is moving, it can be turned into a blue light to protect the owner. This is the defense function of the fierce corner of the fire.
Even so, Xiaomo’s face still shows painful color. After all, her strength is only yellow, and this blue-level treasure is made in Xiaomo’s body, which gives her a feeling of being stretched.
It will not take long for the blue light of Xiaomo to disappear because of the exhaustion of Xiaomo's mental power.
The strong little jazz did not retreat at all, and the firm eyes stared at the black and black, as if telling them that they would never give up.
There was a faint glow in the eyes: "The second child, you will go to dig the grave right away, and the will be handed over to me!"
"Good!" Black II responded with a bang, slamming into the tomb of Ling Xiao, and slamming, just filling in the soil that had been blasted for a long time.
"No!" Xiaomo shouted, the blue light on his body dissipated because of the distraction, and the black dagger instantly swung to the throat of Xiaomo: "Death!"
When I heard it, I didn’t know when there was a black shadow block in front of Xiaomo’s body, and I caught the black dagger.
He said that his dagger was placed on a piece of iron and did not cause any harm on the other side.
"How is this possible?" The face suddenly changed, and what made him more scared was that his brother Black II suddenly made a scream!
Black instinctively glanced at the black second, only to see the black two squinting, painfully fell to the ground and rolled. His face and hands, as long as there is skin exposed to the clothes, all are eroded by a kind of inexplicable poison, constantly braving the blue smoke, the kind of misery is simply shocking!
"Hey!" A dagger easily penetrated into the heart of the black back. In an instant, the venom infiltrated into the black body from the dagger and flowed through the blood throughout the body.
"Ling...hee..." Before the black dying, the vague consciousness flashed the face of the young man's smirk.
Seeing that the second black has been poisoned, it is not as good as death. It has no power to resist. The people in the valley of the wind have gathered around, smashed with a sword and a hammer and so on.
A burst of black blood sprinkled, and the black two was stabbed into a blood cell.
The situation on the field was abrupt, and the black and black were dead, and everyone sucked in a cold air: there was no one in the grave of Ling Xiao!
The poison in the Black House was when he blew the tomb of Ling Xiao with the soil, and he was all over him.
And Black is also panicked because of Black's missed hands. He was stabbed in the shadow of a black shadow. It is said that this is not a mess, and even the black and black of the ghosts are not believed!
If Ling Xiao is still lying in the grave at this time, then it is really strange!
The people turned back a little and turned their eyes to the weird shadow.
Xiaomo looked at the black shadow that blocked his knife for himself. He couldn’t feel the breath of a living person on the other side.
No breathing, no fluctuations in soul power, even the eyes did not open.
And Xiaomo can only take a look, the shadow suddenly turned into a purple light and got into the soil.
"I don't think I was asleep when I slept outside, even if I wanted to die, I was woken up!" A big living man emerged from the place where the purple light had just entered, and the body was covered with dirt.
That face is different from the unfair and cynical, in addition to Ling Xiao, who else?