Chapter 440: The nine wars of the mysterious ice snake!

Nangong Yurong's protective symbols are thrown out one after another like paper without money. You can throw a piece and lose it in the mad attack of the nine snakes in less than ten seconds, if not There are not many others in his Nangong family, that is, there are many papers, and other people have long been shy.
Even so, no amount of paper can not afford to waste.
Ling Xiao is still fine. He has a lot of magic weapons on his own body. It is not too difficult to defend. Qian Qianlang can also protect himself. He and his whale cooperate with each other to create a layer of ripples in the water. The attacks are all blocked out.
The children and the fragrant children can't do it. They can only rely on the protection of Nangong Yurong. This is barely attacked. Zhu Xiaolu is more like a girl who doesn't understand anything. He stands still and does not move. Just like watching the excitement, curiously watching Nangong Yurong throwing a paper there.
Nangong Yurong wants to protect four people. He has more papers and how can he afford such a waste.
In this way, it burns not only the paper, but also the burning of money.
"No, let the thousands of arms squat." Nangong Yu Rong thought of a move, and threw out the blue-grade paper that sacrificed the scorpion.
"Your grandfather's." The shiver's pointed voice screamed, and the whole huge figure flew out of the paper, dancing like a sickle-like arm, screaming toward the nine-story ice snake. .
Nine Xuanbing snakes did not expect to have a big cockroach out in the air, and hurriedly retracted all the nine snake heads into the cracks of the stone.
The bang was booming, and the scythe arm of the arm was slashed toward the stone pile. The gravel splashed like a powder.
Taking advantage of the opportunity of the nine Xuanbing snakes to retreat, Ling Xiao and Nan Gong Yu Rong finally got a little gasp.
But after a while, they had to wait for a while. They had to get busy again. After the pile of stones was cut, the nine black ice snakes suddenly became difficult. I don’t know where to come out and give the body of the arm. Tightly wrapped in it.
"It's so big, it's so thick." Ling Yu and Nan Gong Yu Rong couldn't help but straighten their eyes. The snake body of this nine Xuanbing snake is even twice as thick as the bucket used in the world.
The stout body, the nine necks under the nine heads tightly wrapped around the arm, so that his thousand arms could not play the function of cutting and slashing, and he was so angry that he screamed: "Your sister, Laozi is a man, why are you so tight, let go."
Entrapped in the arms, the minds of the nine Xuanbing snakes were divided into more than half, and there was no way to attack them.
Ling Xiao, Nan Gong Yu Rong and Qian Qianlang immediately surrounded them, each holding their strongest magic weapon in their hands, and formed a confrontation with the nine Xuanbing snakes.
Ling Xiao holds a mirror mirror, and Nan Gong Yu Rong’s hand is his purple amulet. As for what Qian Qianlang is holding, only Qian Qianlang himself is clear.
This scene, like the nine Xuanbing snakes holding a thousand arms, and Ling Hao they form a negotiation situation, its nine pairs of snake eyes are holding them three at the same time, that means to say, as long as you hurry Further, this skunk is dead.
When Wannian's human face spider Zhu Xiaolu saw a thousand arms, he suddenly giggled: "My old neighbor, old man, how did you become a follower of others."
Thousands of arms mourn again and again: "I used to suffer from the old man, I became a follower a few days ago, and today I became a hostage. You said that I should have learned the mortals to burn incense recently... Ah."
Thousands of arms still want to talk nonsense, cold can not prevent the nine Xuanbing snake snake body twisted, his body tightly hooped a circle, painful and screaming.
"It’s really nothing to do." Zhu Xiaolu snorted, and a few arrows rushed forward, jumping toward the nine-headed ice snake.
Zhu Xiaolu leaped high and suddenly became an eight-footed giant spider, waving eight long-spirited long legs toward the eight heads of the nine Xuanbing snakes.
Nine Xuanbing snakes saw someone attacking themselves. They couldn't help but be furious. Nine heads were trying to launch an attack at the same time. Suddenly, the seemingly unremarkable fish net was scattered on their own body.
Nine heads of the ice snake twisted the snake body, posing a snake head, wanting to break through the fish net, but the more it twisted, the tighter the net shrinks, like a bloody glue stuck to it On the body.
At this time, Zhu Xiaolu’s eight spiked giant feet hit the eight heads of nine Xuanbing snakes at the same time. The sharp toes went straight into the head of the nine Xuanbing snakes, and they got their eight heads open at the same time. The flower.
The last head was trying to counterattack, and suddenly it was hit by a ray of thunder paper. The head was stunned, and then it was a heavy iron broom that was waiting for it.
Hey, the snake's head that had been blasted by the thunder was so fragile that it was suddenly opened by the iron broom.
The arm scorpion finally got rid of the control of the nine Xuanbing snakes, and suddenly jumped out: "Gerzi's, dare to seize Laozi as a hostage, you don't want to live."
I don’t want to hate it. I am preparing to dance the arm and cut the snake into thousands of pieces. I was drunk by Ling Xiao: "Stop, the body of this snake is to be kept."
It was called by Ling Xiao, and he was able to put away his arm and hate back to the side.
"Get it done." Qian Qianlang took back his fish net and smugly clap his hands: "This snake is the hegemon of this side. I usually ate it a lot. I finally killed it today, haha."
Ling Xiao is trying to collect the snake daring. Suddenly, he feels that he seems to have missed something. He stops and thinks, can't help but change his face.
Yes, it seems that this snake is dead, but I have not seen the snake's soul flying out.
That is to say, this snake is still not dead.
"Be careful." Ling Xiao shouted, but unfortunately it was still a little late.
The nine necks of the big snake burst open automatically, and instantly grew a black snake head as big as the snake body, with a large mouth and a mouthful of mouth, and swallowed it.
"Ah." Nangong Yurong's face was white, and Qian Qianlang was even more stunned and stood at the same place.
Or Zhu Xiaolu and Qiangqi’s reaction was the fastest. The two demons swooped forward toward the nine Xuanbing snakes. Zhu Xiaolu attacked the snake head, and the Qiangqi was playing his advantage. Under the thick snake waist slashed down.
"Hey." Nine heads of the ice-snake snake raised the black snake head, and the angry screaming, the white body shook, and the body immediately wrapped up a layer of ice-like scales. Thousands of arms squatted on the snake's body, and a burst of jingle sounded like a slap in the face of the snake.
On the other hand, Zhu Xiaolu, who was facing the nine Xuanbing snakes, could not pierce the black snake head with her sharp spider feet, and was thrown out by the other party.
Qian Qianlang finally recovered, and once again threw out the fish net that he could tighten. The nine Xuanbing snakes were precautions. It has become a myriad of broken nets.
"Ah." Qian Qianlang did not think that his magic weapon could not hold a round in front of the opponent's real body, scared to a flash, and escaped the black-eye attack of the black snake.
With a bang, the ground that just stood by Qian Qianlang was instantly fried into a powder.
Qian Qianlang took a picture of his chest, but fortunately he avoided it, or else he turned into a pile of gray.
The two ankle rings of Nangong Yurong have been hiding in the side of Dabai. There is no protection for the white, but the Nangong Yurong can be miserable. The snake head rushes toward him, causing Nangong Yurong to be like It’s like a monkey jumping east and west, so it’s not awkward.
If Nangong Yurong applied a blue-level quick-fix character to himself, he would have ended up like Ling Xiao, and he was swallowed by a black snake head.
Rao is the Nangong Yurong jumping fast, under the rapid attack of the black snake head, he still could not escape, when he just jumped to a ground, the black snake's mouth is close at hand.
Nangong Yurong's face is mad, and now it seems that it is too late to release the purple-grade life-saving paper.
A few times, a group of white silk squirted from the back of Nangong Yurong, and the black snake head was even tightly wrapped in white silk with its big mouth.
After the death of Nangong Yurong, the potential for escape was greatly developed by the shadow of death, and a smoky smoke flashed open.
When he flashed aside, it was only then that Zhu Xiaolu was saved.
Zhu Xiaolu, who became the body of the human face, was sprayed in a group of spider silks, and the snake head was wrapped in it.
"Oh." Just as Zhu Xiaolu was ready to screw these spider silks and crush the snake head, the nine Xuanbing snakes screamed angrily and broke the spider silk wrapped around their heads. .
This time, the nine Xuanbing snakes targeted Zhu Xiaolu and angered the red-eyed attack against Zhu Xiaolu.
"Oh." Zhu Xiaolu's true body type is huge, but the action is still very flexible. A red light flashes, Zhu Xiaolu has already retreated to the side, and the attack of the nine Xuanbing snakes has fallen.
Zhu Xiaolu continued to escape, and the nine Xuanbing snakes dragged the huge and heavy body and quickly moved behind Zhu Xiaolu.
Occasionally, Nangong Yurong also released a few highly lethal attacks along the side, attracting the attention of the nine Xuanbing snakes. It didn't take long for its attention to be attracted to Zhu Xiaolu.
It seems that the demon family is naturally angry with the enemies of the demon family, and no one knows where this anger is coming from.
There is no fish net in the thousands of waves, and the tools for fishing are so gone. Except for his skillfulness and ability to escape the attack of nine black ice snakes, there is no threat to this nine-headed ice snake.
Nangong Yurong holds the purple paper in his hand, his heart swings, his cold sweat on his forehead: If you don't need it, Lingxiao may become the residue in this snake stomach.
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