Vol 3 Chapter 1067: shortcut

Straight into the ground of the evil spirits, seeing someone dare to block it, violent roar, the sound of the shock of the morning ear mask is slightly painful.
From top to bottom, Longwei is even more scary. If it is a low-ranking warrior, it can be crushed and crushed by Longwei.
Long Wei Xiao Chen is naturally not afraid. In the process of thinking about the Xiao family's ancestors, the dragon has already had a deep understanding of the word "Dragon".
It is more creative. It combines all the thirteen strokes of the Xiao family, and forms a big killing trick such as Qinglong.
Just Xiaocheng, you can easily kill a master-level Wu Sheng, if it is a big success, it will be even more.
With the heart of the dragon, Long Wei is not afraid, and the one who fears him is the murderous soul of this dragon.
Xiao Chen’s feet swayed, and he grew up one after another in his body, reaching a total of eighteen.
Every Qinglong is auspicious, and the wind is coming, and Longwei is filled for ten miles.
Roar!
Qinglong screamed in unison, and Longwei, which was superimposed, instantly overshadowed Longwei, the ghost of this dragon.
Hey, Xiao Chen’s eyes condensed, waving his hand to the sky, and the eighteen blue dragon shadows turned into the knives of Tongtianda, facing the evil spirits of the dragons.
The knives flying across the sky will almost divide the sky into two halves. Eighteen pieces of knife are interlocking, and the first knife has just fallen, and the second knife has already been taken.
Hey!
All the knives were almost at the same time, and at the same time, the ghosts of the dragons were smashed, and the black grievances were scattered from the ghosts of the dragons.
A record of the dragons, the evil spirits almost broke up, mourning in the air.
Xiao Chen gave a slight sigh of relief, so quickly displayed the descendants of the dragon, and the consumption he brought was not small.
However, my heart is ecstasy. It seems that he is indeed gambling. This murderous soul has been seriously injured and weakened by the big master of the ghost family.
Otherwise, it can be compared with the strength of the great master, and this will definitely not cause such great harm to it.
The eyes of the dragon's murderous soul were covered with red light, and some desperately looked at Xiao Chen, and made a sad roar, turning into a black light and rushing directly toward it.
Xiao Chen’s heart sank and quickly flashed. This is the other side’s dying.
One can compare with the existence of a great master, and what kind of consequences will result from dying and counterattacking. Xiao Chen can't imagine.
Snapped!
But all this is still a slow step, the black light is fast, almost beyond the speed of Xiao Chen thinking, in his heart just gave birth to the idea of ​​wanting to escape.
The black light suddenly his chest, the blood on the wound is like a spring, a trace of black lines spread from the wound to the body in all directions.
Looking at it, I found out that the black light was originally a half-handled black scissors, which was half a meter long and engraved with the black dragon's prints.
The vast grievances of the vast sea of ​​smoke suddenly spread in the body of Xiao Chen, and soon hit his brain.
The voice of mourning, endless, in my mind, never stop.
Xiao Chen bite the tip of his tongue and spit out a broken blood. The brain is clear and clear, and he resists the pain. He holds the scissors and pulls it out.
There is a lot of black air in the blood hole in the chest. This murderous anti-fighting smacked him to wear a pair. If it is a counter-attack throughout the whole body, he is afraid to tear his body directly.
"Fortunately, the Cang Ming refining body has been completed, and the heart can recover quickly if it is not broken."
Once again, spit out a piece of broken blood. Xiao Chen began to look at the half-handle black scissors in his hand. According to the Allure, this is a fairy cut in the Xiandao era.
It is a pity that the immortality is destroyed, the is broken, the reincarnation is not, and the fairy shears have lost their deity, just an ordinary artifact.
Even the emperor couldn't keep his eyes on it, but in what kind of ordinary, he lost the power of God. This fairy cut material is really good, and it is also a first-class material.
Not inferior, Situ Leihong's Wannian Yanjing and Wannian Jingtie are of great use for Xiaochen's Qinglong.
Waiting for the wound on the chest to be reluctantly compounded, Xiao Chen can't take care of the other, running the Qinglong to raise the body, and directly devour the half-handed dragon in this hand into the body.
Roar!
Just devour one-half, a small dragonfly in the body of Xiao Chen, between the periosteum, a cyan dragon shadow swimming around the body.
The power of a dragon!
He even had a lot of power, and Xiao Chen was shocked. This is how it happened, even if this fairy cuts the material of the year.
According to his estimation, even if it is completely swallowed, it will increase the force of half a dragon.
You must know that when he swallowed up a million pounds of material, he barely managed to raise the power of one dragon.
Now that this fairy cut in the hands, just half of the increase in the strength of a dragon, all swallowed up, it will not increase the power of the two dragons, it is abnormal.
Xiao Chen’s heart is puzzled, and he can’t think of a clue. The increase in strength is actually real. There is no water at all, nor is it a flower in the mirror.
When he thought of a move, he could easily feel the power of the body to burst, which is the true strength of the two dragons.
Wait until the half-handed dragon cut, completely swallowed, his strength really added a dragon's power, reached the realm of the power of the three dragons.
Is it the reason for the dragon's ghost, Xiao Chen thought of an answer.
It is very likely that the increase in Qinglong's body-building is Longli, which contains the murderous soul of the dragon during the Xiandao era, which can quickly increase the dragon power.
This has opened a shortcut to Xiao Chen. If it is to devour the secret treasure of the dragon soul, the goal of the power of the dragon will not be as far away as the original.
"Well, it’s really rich and dangerous. This half-handed dragon cut is nothing, but it opened up a road for me, a shortcut to cultivate Qinglong."
Xiao Chen’s face showed ecstasy, and he glanced at it. He was also stunned by the ghost masters who were among the ghosts.
He whispered a thank you, launched the wing of freedom, and quickly flew forward.
He has his reincarnation flag on the Allure, and this is a sensory, not afraid of being lost with the four in this nine purgatory.
After half an hour, the great master of the ghost family, a wolf-stricken smashing out of the encirclement, the air, everywhere scattered black phosphorescence.
It was only half an hour, but this person seemed to be a year and a half, and his face was full of exhaustion.
Thousands of ghosts, with his pair of flesh fists, have extinguished waves of waves. If it is normal, the peak state, a violent drink, can immediately rush out of the encirclement.
It can be a long time with the 蛟龙幽魂, the body is no longer in the peak state, even several times excessive bursts, but also caused a lot of harm to the body.
He was sullen and looked around. The more than 100 people he brought were killed, including several of his proud disciples.
"White people? When did the Kunlun world have a young and younger person who was so decisive and fierce, I don't know."
This person's face is horrible, and the appearance of Xiao Chen is once again in his mind. The fist is screaming, and the old man is angry: "No matter how big you are, in this nine purgatory, I am offended by Mo Lian. There is no way to live."
At this time, a burst of sound broke, Mo Lian sensed a strong breath of several strands, flying in this direction, one of the breath is not weaker than him at the peak.
Looked up, his eyes condensed, muttering, it turned out to be the person of the drug valley.
Pharmacist Valley has come to Jiuyou Purgatory more than once to hunt for smoldering fire. Mo Lian sees no more blame. At this moment, the body has not recovered, and I don’t want to meet with these people.
"Oh, Mo Lao stopped, I can't think of meeting here."
Mr. Wei of Yaoshen Valley, seeing Moran is a look of joy, and quickly screamed.
"Hey, how come in the first layer of hell, Mo Lao was injured." Mr. Wei walked into a glimpse, and found the injury of Mo Lian, could not help but doubt.
Mo Lianben did not want to take care of it. He suddenly thought that the other party was a master-level refining pharmacist. He should have a holy product, Pei Yuan Dan, who could quickly help him recover his strength and injury.
Maybe you are lucky, chasing fast, you can catch the white boy.
"It’s been counted by a young back in white, Mr. Wei, you are coming, how many sacred products are in your hands, I bought them all."
What kind of younger generations, even the monks of the ghosts are given to the dark.
White people?
Mr. Wei suddenly moved in his heart and took out a portrait and said, "Mu brother, is the white person you said this person?"
When the portrait unfolded, Mo Lian immediately brewed a boundless killing, coldly saying: "What do you have to do with this person, how can you carry his portrait with you."
Mr. Wei put away the picture and said: "Mo brother should not misunderstand, our Medicine God Valley and this white dress Xiao Chen, there is no relationship."