Vol 3 Chapter 1066: Capture

The city is not strange, the cloud is light and windy.
In the heart of Xiao Chen, he thought about it. The gang of medicine gods should have already left the land of the Nether. The delay was too long, and the trouble with the other party was big.
The people who helped the drug valley, at first glance, are the elite soldiers, and the big masters sit down. Don't say that you have to go to Huangquan Road now. It is not appropriate to start a war of unnecessary use. Even if you usually encounter it, you have to go far.
Hey! Hey! Hey!
The black desert is like a cloud, hanging upside down on the sky, the dark ghost of the dragon, swallowing the magic flame, claws and claws, and the man launched a terrible battle, the sound is shocking.
The sound of the dragon was incessant, and it was passed to Xiao Chen’s ear, so that he could not help but cast his sight.
How can there be overlapping dragon sounds, and the ghost of Xiaolong can make a dragon sound, Xiao Chen does not feel strange. The man who played against the auger seemed to be able to make a dragon sound, which made him curious.
And the dragon sound that the man made, he is still a little familiar, but across the distance, the gods can only explore the kilometers, can not figure out the true thoughts.
The ghost that flew out of the ground, under the raging roar of the dragon, all listened to its command and leapt toward it.
Kong Yuan wondered: "Is this dragon really the one that is cut?"
I originally listened to the Allure, here is the tongue of hell, there is a fairy cut, I thought it was a joke, now look at the power of this dragon, as if it is not true.
"Nature is true, but it is not a treasure. The immortality disappears, its divinity is not, Xianwei does not exist, it is just an ordinary baby. Once there was Emperor Wu, curious to receive a dragon, and then handed it to his disciples. Now, some of the great masters, and then the idea of ​​playing this dragon, the prospective emperor can not look up."
If the city sees Confucius and does not believe it, he will explain it casually.
Xiao Chen slightly indulged: "Let's go, we can't wait here, just the words of the great master, it will be fine."
After saying that he took the lead, Xiaobaiyuan followed up, and he had to follow up.
A few people are not slow, and they are very popular. They seem to be far away, but they are not half-column. The scene of the black dragon and the people appearing in the field of Xiao Chen.
Fighting against the black scorpion is a burly ghost middle-aged warrior, between the hands and feet, behind the faint ten dragons. When a punch is made, there will be an earth-shattering sound, and the desert will be like a spray, and it will rise to the sky.
The black dragon is more cruel, suffocating, and between the claws and the claws, roaring again and again.
Xiao Chen finally understood why some of the voices of the ghost warriors were familiar.
The other party, like him, has reached a level of tens of thousands of pounds, forming a dragon force, but the realm is much higher than Xiao Chen, and has reached the position of the power of the ten dragons.
With a punch, there will be hundreds of millions of pounds of strength. It is a great sanctified sect, quite terrifying.
On the outskirts of the battlefield, there are hundreds of shadows moving around, blocking the ghosts that come from the outside, and not letting these ghosts interfere with the big masters of the ghosts.
Although these ghosts are not good enough, they are barely equivalent to the realm of the primary Wusheng. It can be dense, too many, and all of a sudden, the big master is also a little troublesome.
Hey!
Seven or eight figures, with a burst of wind, fell in front of Xiao Chen.
"Stop!"
For the first two people, the skin was pale, and it was hard to hide. The other five figures were all like the real ghost.
Xiao Chen's eyelids inadvertently picked a bit, this is the ghost class is not low. When they appear, they are five heads. These people are not too small among the nobility.
"The family and this evil battle have reached a critical moment, and no accidents are allowed. Please ask a few people to delay." The person in the yellow dress on the right said.
Xiao Chen glanced at the other side's battle, and it was indeed a critical moment, and Xiaolong couldn't hold it anymore. In the past, it is inevitable that these people will be guessed.
Anyway, I can only wait a moment.
In front of the two, not in the eyes, but the ghost masters who can play the power of the dragons at will, but it is not easy to provoke.
Suddenly, the black warrior on the left, his eyes swept to the Allure, and his eyes suddenly filled with murder: "Hands, these people are sent by the ghosts and apprentices."
Rubbing!
But when the voice just fell, I heard a knife rang, and Xiao Chen was at a faster speed. At the moment when his face changed slightly, the lightning-like shot, the fingertips shot the bright brilliance of the moon, it is the lack of a knife, the moon is intact.
The knife flashed, and the black warrior became a headless body. The little white yuan 诩 three people, quickly shot, under the force, also in a face-to-face time, another yellow shirt warrior.
Behind the five powerful ghosts, the master is dead, naturally can not exist for a long time, turned into a little phosphorescence dissipated.
Allure said with innocent sorrow: "These are the people of the Ghost Emperor. I have said that, delaying for a while, you will not listen, this can not blame me."
Xiao Chen glanced at him and his eyes just looked at the ghost warriors in the air and felt a very strong killing.
The look is unchanged, Xiao Chen said calmly: "Hands, cut off all those around you."
Xiao Chen has never been an indecisive person. Since he has already torn his face, there is no need to explain anything.
Want to live, ask people to save themselves.
All the way to the way, Xiao Chen has already become the backbone of the team. The little white three did not say anything, they dispersed, and began to cut off the ghost warriors around them who helped to resist the ghosts.
The city was slightly dazed, and some did not think that Xiao Chen would be so decisive, there was no such thing as a slap in the face, even if he had to face the anger of the great master.
There is a chill in my heart, and it is a bit scary to be an enemy of such a person.
He glanced at the ghost master who was fighting against the evil spirits. A smile appeared in the corner of the city: "Mr. Mo Shi, I am sorry, the city is really not intentional."
Yuan Zhen Kong was originally the Tianjiao of the King of the Great, and Xiaobai was given the high hopes of the Linghu King. As a genius trained by the next generation of the demon king, he added Xiao Chen.
Such people, without the emergence of a great master, can't stop them.
With each gap open, under the roar of Xiaolong, the ghost began to rush toward the ghost master, and the pressure of Xiaolong suddenly became much smaller.
The master of the ghost family, his face is stunned, his skin is cracked, and blood is bleeding. Every punched out, there are fifteen dragons roaring, reaching the amazing fifteen dragons.
"Junior, hurry to stop me, otherwise this is the place where you are buried!"
The sound is thunderous, and it is endless in the Quartet. It contains endless killings.
Xiao Chenli is ignorant, not a fool. If he really stops, there is no way to live.
Only let this ghost completely annihilate this person, delay the other party, in order to find a chance for a living.
Otherwise, a great master who can break out the power of fifteen dragons, no one can catch ten tricks.
After half a quarter of an hour, the remaining ghost warriors escaped and died, and all the gaps opened.
Overwhelming ghosts, like the ocean, completely annihilated the ghost masters.
The snoring and snoring, the dragon tail swayed, and quickly got out of the air, hovering in the air, and then went to the ground.
The five people joined together, and the body was more or less, with a little injury. Xiao Chen was a bit lucky, but fortunately brought a small white three, otherwise these scenes, relying on his own power is really difficult to solve.
"Xiao Chen brother, can go no!"
Xiao Bai collected the snow feather sword and asked, and everyone else also projected his eyes and waited for his answer.
Xiao Chen looked around and glanced at it. The black scorpion that fell quickly toward the ground, Shen Sheng said: "Allure, you take them first, I will follow."
Others changed slightly, and the city was surprised: "You don't want to play the idea of ​​this black ghost, how bad it is in black, and the strength of the great master."
Xiao Chen calmly said: "Reassured, I am sure that this black scorpion ghost has been seriously injured, it is the best opportunity."
Having said that, who knows how big the black scorpion will die. Ghosts and old people surrounded by the ghosts of the ocean, there will be any changes there, a little poor pool, but it is no longer a disaster.
"The city, as I said, I have the wing of freedom, it is easy to catch up with you!"
Behind the scene, a pair of wings, Xiao Chen lightly screamed, the whole body was put out, long hair flying, like a bright moon knife, one step, just happened to come to the place where the black scorpion landed.
"go!"
The Allure is not to say more, with the three men of Yuanxiao, rushing to the next level of hell.