Chapter 167: : throwing stones

Chapter 167: Throwing stones.
The palm prints fell, and Du Shaoqi continued to move forward, as if he had not been affected at all, but the black-skinned pulsating dynamic layer was cultivated as a disciple, but an arm was shattered by a rebounding force. The blood spurted out and the body fell.
"Hey!"
In a short period of time, several black martial arts monks who were trained as the former disciples were directly crushed and crushed, and they were unmatched and destroyed by Du Shaoxuan.
"We have come to help, kill!"
"We have a helping hand!"...
The remaining less than ten disciples of the Shepherd's Fortress saw this sudden strong help. After the horror, they suddenly broke out of hope from despair.
"Damn, who is that chop!"
Seeing the black-bellied disciples below is unstoppable, and the moments of death and injury are heavy, and the young black-shirts who are fighting against the short-dressing youths are roaring and screaming.
"I don't know where my friend is coming. I am thankful that Muzhenghao represents the animal husbandry." The youth of the short-dressed animal husbandry was immediately injected with a shot of invigorating agent.
"Dare to move me to black door, find death!"
The black 煞 一个 一个 一个 一个 一个 一个 玄 玄 玄 玄 一个 一个 一个 一个 一个 一个 一个 一个 一个 一个 一个 一个 一个 一个 一个 一个 一个 一个 一个 一个 一个 一个 一个 一个 一个 一个 一个 一个 一个 一个 一个 一个 一个 一个 一个 一个 一个 一个 一个 一个 一个 一个 一个 一个
"Support the shaking of the sky wings!"
Du Shaoqi sighed softly, his left hand opened, and the one hand rubbed against the scales and the beasts. If the Dapeng flapped its wings, the golden light flashed and the runes were dazzling.
"Oh la la!"
The scales of the sorcerer's sorcerer's ghosts were directly smashed by Du Shaoqi, but they recovered in a very short period of time, but the huge impact force also caused Du Shao's body to slam back. step.
Between the mysterious level of the pulsating environment and the mysterious level of the lingering spirit, the difference is a whole big realm. The average person can't surpass it. Du Shaozhen can compete against it. It is already a metamorphosis to the point of horror.

It’s just a pulsating level of mystery, awesome momentum!

The black 煞 脉 灵 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 也 也 也 也 也 也 也 也 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄
Then, in the eyes of everyone, I saw that there was no such thing as a paw print. Du Shaozhen didn’t mean to avoid it. He waved his hand again, just like Dapeng’s claws plucked directly.
"Hula!"
After the two claws collided, after a stalemate, Du Shaoqi’s claws actually succumbed to the force that was enough to kill the general pulse of the spiritual environment, and then broke out the pale gold charm, tearing the former. The paw prints, between the rushing and the paw prints directly dragged the paws of the former.
"Oh la la!"
The blood smashed, and the temperament of the temperament of the lingering spirit was freed from breaking out. One arm was broken by Du Shaoqi.
"what……"
The repairer of the mysterious level of the veined spirit made a scream, and the blood in his mouth spurted out, and he quickly fled to the air.
The whole small gorge was shocked, and one arm of the sacred layer of the sacred spirit was directly torn off. What a terrible horror of the purple robes wrapped in the pale golden light, this is too strong!
"The soul, give me off!"
Du Shaoqi took the prestige and seized a black-bellied disciple who was not far from him. It was like a stone that was attacked by the soul of the soul of the spiritual realm. Under the huge impact, the soul was born. Broken, the disciple of the black scorpion was directly hit by the debris.
"Hey!"
The unfortunate pulse of the spiritual level of the mysterious level was repaired because the soul of the broken soul, in the air again, a mouthful of blood fog, pale, and not light.
His body was suspended in the air, and he was staring at Du Shaoqi, but he did not dare to come down again. He did not dare to approach because he was afraid that the horrible kid would also throw him at the black-bellied disciple, as if he was throwing a ghost. He gave it to him.
"God!"
Everyone was shocked, and the guy is still a normal human being. It is simply a wild animal.
"Hey!"
Du Shaoqi did not stop any more, and then directly opened the killing to the nearest black-bellied disciple.
Du Shaoqi wants to make the black shackles hurt. Since the black shackles have to deal with themselves, they have to bear their own revenge. Du Shaoxuan never thinks that he is a kind-hearted person. Now he will charge some interest first.
"Bastard, that kid is not high, but there is brute force, give me a joint fight."
The savvy of the black-skinned youth of the black-skinned sorcerer was violent, but it was also seen that Du Shaozhen’s cultivation was not high, but his brute force was powerful.
"Join the siege!"
Although the remaining black-bellied disciples below feared, they immediately formed a siege lineup after hearing the news. Instead, they did not care about the people of the shepherd's fort. The goal was to target Du Shaoqi.
"Booming!"
A stock of arrogance surged, and the suffocation broke out, sweeping away against Du Shaoqi.
"come on!"
Du Shaozhen drank, at this moment, the golden color of the double scorpion skyrocketed, and there was no fear at all.
A siege of the spiritual state is not a siege, how can Du Shaoqi be placed in the eyes, the mysterious surging, so that the space violently fluctuated, the body directly rushed into the siege lineup of the black slam door, the gestures were thrown, the figure was The earthquake flew, was shattered, and was smashed into pieces, and the large pieces of the soul were directly destroyed into runes.
"what……"
The screams of sorrow and sorrow continued, not far from the rest of the pastor's disciples to breathe the breath, this helper is simply a wild beast, definitely not a normal human, too horrible.
"Escape, you can't resist!"
"I can't stop it, escape!"
"..."
There are hundreds of disciples in the black slam door. At this moment, there are only less than 30 people left in the blink of an eye. One by one, they will never dare to go forward. But if they are caught by the horrible master, they will break their hands and break their feet. Where can I resist it!
The overbearing tyrannical, devastating and destroying all things, is even more shocking!
The young man in the black shirt was furious, and his eyes shot and killed. He confronted two black-skinned strongmen who were besieging the mysterious level of the pastoral castle. "The chop, Liu Hufa, you went to destroy the kid." !"
"Yes!"
A tall, but white-skinned woman-like middle-aged smug smothered, urging a ghostly hunter with a fiery flame to sneak into Du Shaozhen.
"Hula!"
Suddenly, the ghost of the demon bird swept through the blazing flames and shrouded to Du Shaoqi. The flame was accompanied by some runes, and the soul of the demon was absolutely strong, the flames of the rolling It is necessary to burn Du Shaoyan into ashes.
Du Shaoqi looked up, and then looked around, and there were already disciples who had no black shackles to vote.
Suddenly, Du Shaoqi looked into his arms and saw a stone in his hand. It was like a stone of the Wuzhi Mountain. It seems that the five peaks are gathered together, irregularly arranged, and the hand feel is very heavy and hard. It was originally The stone that is the same shape as the soul of the soul in the cave.
"It will be great, give me down!"
Du Shaoqi laughed loudly, he was overbearing, and the light golden light in his hand surged. He pointed at the shadow of the demon bird and threw out the mountain stone in his hand.
"boom!"
In the shock of everyone, the stone in the hands of Du Shaoqi was thrown out, wrapped in golden streamer, like a shock cannon, re-opening the rolling flame and directly squatting on the ghost of the demon bird.
"what……"
The demon bird gaze at the peak of the mountain, and it feels like the most horrible breath. The gaze reveals the color of fear, and then it is directly smashed, and the screams of crows are suddenly heard in the mouth. Directly made a rune broken.
"Hey!"
The white-eyed middle-aged body suddenly changed his eyes in the air, and his mouth was filled with blood, and his eyes were unbelievable.
"A good stone is really hard enough."
The stone fell from the air, and Du Shaoyu jumped over and then held the palm-sized mountain stone in his hand.
"Is it amazing to fly, give me down!"
Du Shaoqi shouted, waved his hand, and slammed it up. He held the mountain stone in his hand and smashed it toward the middle of the sky.
The middle-aged face of Baiyun changed greatly, biting his teeth slightly, and he explored it with one hand. He burst out with dazzling runes and quickly grabbed the stone directly and grabbed the stone in his claws.
"Oh!"
The white peak of the mountain peaks is sore in the middle of the hand, like the palm of the hand, the bones are broken, and the body flies backwards in the air, but it seems to be the giant force to resist it.
Turkic, this white-year-old middle-aged is almost in sight, and the quirky stone held in his hand has a rune spreading out. A smog appears from the surface, and a horrible breath erupts, directly rushing to him. Inside the palm.
"Hey!"
The giant force rushed out, and the middle-aged palm of the white scorpion was directly shattered, and the arm bones squeaked, and the giant force rushed into the internal organs, and then suspended in the low-altitude body was a cockroach falling from the air.
This scene fell into the eyes of other people, that is, the repairer who saw the mysterious level of the spiritual environment, was dragged down by Du Shaoqi with a stone.
"Oh!"
However, after the body was about to fall to the ground ten, the white-and-white middle-aged warehouse stopped the crash, and then the body was again vacated, but far away from Du Shaozhen, did not dare to approach.
"boom!"
But the falling mountain peak stone is on a hundred meters of rock in the small canyon. The rock is suddenly cracked into a pile of gravel, and the mountain stone is not damaged, there is a small tenderness between the faint The voice came out: "Bastard, it hurts me."
"This stone is so easy to use."
Du Shaoqi picked up the stone again, and his eyes looked at the black-shirt youth of the black slamming door in the air, and another maiden of the spiritual world, and the spiritual level of the soul.