: 1209. Hand to come (4 for a monthly ticket!)

The gray robe said that the words of the people, Yan Zhao song shot the moment, he was surprised more than angry.
Surprised, full of inexplicable.
Even if the other party is coming to Su Mingming, is the Su Mingming, half-man and half-dragon, and the Pengpeng family so valued?
After being surprised, it is anger.
A small area of ​​the demon king is not a small point, dare to take the initiative to shoot yourself?
Who gave him the courage?
I am indeed a dragon, not a real dragon, but that is also the real peak of the demon king, only one step can achieve the true dragon body.
The talent of the Kunpeng family is strong again, and the inheritance is strong, and it is not enough for the opponent to cross such a big gap.
The demon king is nine to the demon king, or that Wu Sheng is nine to the Wu Sheng ten major consummation, the gap, one step apart, almost heaven.
Ten demon kings and nine strong realm besieged together, why not he.
What's more, there is only a singer in the realm of the demon king?
"Great courage!" Gray robes felt that they had suffered contempt and humiliation.
Because in his view, the cuddling of this little Xiaopeng in front of him is that the other party is pure blood, and he is a mixed-blood dragon, and there is a difference in the background between the two sides.
The gray robe sneer sneer, and it is also a claw, and catch the Yan Zhao song!
"Xiao Xiaopeng, you forgot, although I am a dragon, but as long as I have passed through Xianfan, I will become a real dragon!"
Like his strong potential, the real dragon will also value and give support.
Otherwise, he will not be sent to the Yanlongjie business.
If he and the innate dragons have a conflict, then as a maiden, it will inevitably suffer.
But with the struggle between other foreigners, how can the dragons force him!
The face of the gray robes became awkward, almost fading away from the human form, and the appearance of the scorpion skull appeared.
But he soon was a glimpse.
I saw the light in the palm of my opponent.
Then, the other palm, stick out from it!
The breath on the palm of the hand made the gray robe a stranger: "This... is this the blood of the person?"
He felt secretly in his heart and wanted to pull back.
But how can the palm of the hand that protrudes from the light be called to run?
The palm of the hand grabbed the gray robe. The Taoist man has already appeared in the original shape of the dragon claw, and then dragged him into the glory!
Behind the North, the wings were opened and the figure changed. It gradually turned into a real look.
The exuberant big demon blood scattered, to a certain extent, concealed the breath of Yan Zhao songs.
The gray robes only had time to make an exclamation, and they have been dragged into the palm of the hand of Bei Ming.
Bei Ming has a fist and the light naturally disappears.
Between the gray robes and the dizziness, the foreground of the eye changes, turning into a light curtain and entering an unstable independent space.
Yanzhao song deity, standing in this space, smiling at him.
"There are still caves that don't see God, Wu Sheng's nine heavy people? But how do you feel, so terrible?" The gray robe was amazed and still tried to break away from the palm of Yan Zhao.
Fang Caiyan Zhao Song shocked him by dragging him into the power of this space.
At this moment, he did not care about anger and shame, nor did he intend to attack Yan Zhaoge. He only wanted to leave this space first.
However, the palm of Yan Zhao's song is like hooping on the wrist of the gray robes. No matter how the gray robes break free, they are not moving.
"Wu Peng and the Terran colluded? What do they want to do?" The gray robe Taoist sees that he can't get rid of it, simply letting a heart go down, it is a fierce claw, catching Yan Zhao song face.
Yan Zhaoge's other left hand is behind him, and there is no resistance.
He grabbed the right hand of the gray robe and trembled.
The entire body of the gray robes was flying in the air by Yan Zhaoge, top-heavy.
The Yanzhao singer shook, and the strength of the other body's bones seemed to be scattered.
Between the jitters, the gray robes lost the human form, and the gray smoke rolled between them.
The huge body was shrunk under the palm of Yanzhao and narrowed to a straw rope.
Yan Zhaoge’s right hand trembled, and directly shook the gray body and blood, and the bones were out of touch, becoming soft and dead.
He slowly extended his left hand and pinched his neck from the other end. He smiled and asked, "Okay, now we can talk well."
"Why are you here? What did the land owner leave here?"
The ashes rolled their eyes and looked at the space where the light was shaking, and the hearts were desperate.
When I am here, no one knows when I die.
At least, it is impossible to detect immediately. When the strong people in their own family discover it, Yan Zhaoge has already run away.
"I am just being ordered to act. I was ordered to find out if there is something left by the owner." Ashes replied helplessly: "I haven't found it yet, I don't know if it is true, but there is no other clue, so I can only Come and run for a chance."
"Why didn't you come late, come over recently?" asked Yan Zhaoge.
The ashes replied: "The owner of this place, where the whereabouts are difficult, I heard that it has finally appeared again, but still there is no ghost, so the family told me to come and see."
"The owner has been here for thousands of years. He only came back about once a thousand years ago. It should be no reason, so the family always suspects that he has something left."
Yan Zhaoge carefully asked about the time, and then estimated the time.
The fire screams on the glory, the time when he left the Yanlong world, and the time when he appeared in the Daomen universe in the rumors, is not far behind.
In other words, it really did not return after leaving, until it came back a thousand years ago, and then quickly left.
In this way, if you really look at it, it is like a special event to come back.
So what is it doing?
No wonder everyone is very concerned about the Yanlong world.
Yan Zhaoge temporarily broke up this gray blood, and then used the sun to suppress him and handed it to Panpan to deal with it.
As for eating or playing, it is up to Panpan to decide.
At the moment, Bei Ming’s body fell and came to the valley, looking around and looking around.
"Fire 曜 曜 上 上 尊 尊 尊 尊 尊 尊 尊 尊 尊 尊 尊 尊 尊 尊 尊 尊 曜 曜 曜 曜 曜 曜 曜 曜 曜 曜 曜 曜 曜 曜 曜 曜 曜 曜 曜 曜 曜 曜 曜 曜 曜 曜 曜 曜 曜 曜 曜 曜Didn't you harvest it?"
Bei Ming walked in the valley and walked along, and saw a huge tomb standing in front.
He moved a little in his heart and went up to see two names on the tombstone.
"Is it a place where the ignorant parents are buried?"
There are no special prohibitions on the tombs. Some simple care to prevent the wind and the sun from drying up is still arranged by the fats of the Yanlong world.
However, no one has the idea of ​​playing a tomb.
Take the ashes as an example, the eyesight is enough to see through the ground, and there is no hidden thing at a glance.
If the tomb is broken, it will undoubtedly be a big enemy of life and death. It is too worthless.
Yan Zhaoge also feels that according to the rumored temperament, the fire sorcerer should not make a essay in his parents' graves.
He turned his head to look at the other side, there was a haystack there.