Vol 3 Chapter 3166: Jiulong Temple

The stunned and stunned, watching the ice is full of shock.
After a long time, the poor Qi suddenly burst into a roar.
"You are so stupid, say don't kill him!"
On the top of the poor, a raging raging sky, the space of the horrible breath shocked slightly.
However, the ice is a face of indifference, cold and cold.
"A humble dragon, killing, killing, why are you so excited?"
"Where, humble?"
The singularity is smashed by a word, how high is the temperament.
"He is the seven lord of the Kowloon Hall. You actually said that he is humble!"
"Well, you can't put him in your eyes, but do you know who his older brother is?"
"It is the first master in the nearby waters, Long Aojun!"
"You are killing him now, and Ao Aojun can be good at it, and even I am not good at that time!"
Yan Bing is a disdainful, disdainful.
"Long Aojun, the first master?"
"Shit!"
puff! The poor gas almost came to the ground and looked at the coldness of Yan Bing's face.
"Yes, your kid is hard."
"When you have the ability to kill Long Aojun, you are so hard!"
"Do not worry about you!"
Yan Bing proudly raised his head.
As the royal family of the dragon of the genital dynasty, even if he was expelled, he also has his own pride.
Dragon Ami, an ordinary yin dragon, died and died, why bother.
"Okay, don't make a noise."
Lin Hai sees the strange blue veins exposed, but also argues with the ice, and quickly stopped to speak.
Then, laughing towards the strange.
"Poor brother, today thanks to your help, Lin is grateful."
"Humph!"
The poor is a cold, unhappy.
"I am afraid, I will help myself a big problem!"
Hey! Lin Hai’s thoughts moved directly to the ten shells in front of the strange.
"Poor brother, a little bit, please accept it!"
Poorly, he was still sullen, and when he saw the shells, he suddenly appeared in his eyes and smiled.
"Haha, this is the shell of the sports car?"
I was so eager to grab a shell and carefully look at it.
"It seems to contain a lot of energy!"
Ghost Wang Yinshuai is a pumping of the corners of his mouth, his eyes flashing, and he is also looking towards the shells.
"I was this stuff before, and it was smashed into black carbon?"
At this moment, his eyes sparkled and he cherished the shells.
Then, towards Linhaidao.
"There are still some questions about sports cars, I want to ask you."
...... The strange question to Lin Hai to ask the sports car problem, at the same time in the back hall of the Kowloon Hall, an old dragon yawned and pushed open the room where the soul card was stored.
In this room, the soul card of the nine lords is stored, and the old dragon is responsible for it, and it is viewed three times a day.
For a long time, Laolong felt that his work was superfluous.
The nine lords are the hegemonic existence of this sea area. Whoever is impatient, dare to start with the nine lords?
Even if you dare, who has this ability?
As usual, after the old dragon opened the door, he gave a casual look.
"Nine blocks of tokens, all in good condition."
The old dragon mouth muttered, turned and prepared to leave.
However, just after taking a step, the whole body was like a thunder, and it suddenly froze.
Later, with the deep fear, the old dragon suddenly looked back and looked at the soul tablet with his eyes.
Under this hope, the old dragon's head slammed like a person, and it was a blank moment, and it was stupid on the spot.
"The seven halls are dead!"
I don't know how long it took, the old dragon made a shout of horror, and it rang through the Kowloon Hall.
In an instant, the entire Kowloon Hall was in a mess.
The eight lords who were drinking and drinking, heard the sound, did not respond at first.
After a long while, eight talents suddenly got up, with a deep horror, rushing toward the soul card room at the fastest speed.
"What are you talking about!"
The main dragon of the main hall, Long Aojun, arrived at the first time and grabbed the old dragon sitting on the ground.
"The main hall, the soul of the seven halls is broken, and the seven halls are dead!"
The old dragon looked terrified and said with a trembling voice.
Long Aojun’s head slammed and his brain was blank.
Then, violently pushed the old dragon to the side, rushed into the room, nervously looking towards the soul card.
"Old Seven!!!"
Under this hope, Long Aojun was struck by lightning, and the whole face suddenly became pale and the whole body trembled violently.
"The old seven is dead!!!"
"Who killed the old seven!!!"
The other seven lords, at this moment, also saw the dragon's broken token, which is really sad.
Their nine brothers began to practice from the youngest dragon of the land, tens of thousands of years, do not know how many life and death experience, have the status of today.
I thought that the nine brothers can be together forever, to dominate one side, and to share.
Unexpectedly, the old seven dragons Ao Ming actually did not know how to die.
"what!!!!"
Long Aojun, whose heart is like a knife, screams in the sky, and the huge air waves fly the roof.
For a time, the sky was discolored, and the earth shivered as if the end of the day had come.
Long Aojun's body is murderous and wild, instantly transforming into a dragon, and making a fierce and angry roar.
"Looking for the murderer, no matter who you are, you must smash his corpse and avenge the old seven!"
For a time, the dragon of this land of the earth, all of them acted in an instant.
After ten minutes of hard work, Long Aojun already knew that the Seventh Dragon Lord Ao Ming was invited by Gong Sun Zhenjiang to go to the battlefield on the edge of the deserted strait.
"battlefield?
!

Long Aojun's eyes are blooming with sorrowful light, biting his teeth and cutting his teeth.
"Whether it is a landlord or a rebel!"
"Whoever kills the old seven, I have to be buried with the old seven!!!"
"The second child, point the army, advance to the battlefield!!!"
"yes, Sir!"
The second lord promised to go and convene the team.
After a while, tens of thousands of yin dragons are finished, and the horrible chilling gas will almost calm the sea, and the atmosphere will be suffocating.
"set off!!!"
The two main lords shouted loudly, and the army composed of the dragon of the yin dynasty went straight to the battlefield.
At this time, Xu Maogong and Cheng Yaojin also took Gongsun Zhenjiang and returned to the camp.
At this moment, Gong Sun Zhenjiang, pulling his head, his face shy.
As soon as he came in, he stumbled on Linhai's knee, and he was self-confident.
"The defeat of the army, and quickly die!"
Lin Haiyi, with a trace of sorrow, looked at Xu Maogong.
Xu Maogong is a sigh, faint.
"Lin Hai, Gong Sun Zhenjiang knows that he is wrong, is ashamed to see people, only to die quickly."
Lin Hai suddenly laughed and turned to the public Sun Zhenjiang Road.
"Why are you suffering this time? If the husband can make a mistake, why should he die?"
"Ha ha!"
Gong Sun Zhenjiang gave a bitter smile, shook his head in miserable eyes, and suddenly his face showed fierce light.
"Oh my hero, Sun Zhenjiang, was a hero, but he was fooled by the rebels, and he was guilty and made a big mistake."
"What else do I have, survive in this world?"
Lin Haiwen listened, and the brow couldn’t help but pick it up.
"What did the rebels fool you?"
Gong Sun Zhenjiang’s eyes are slightly sullen and angry.
"They said that the rebellion was ordered by the Tibetan king Bodhisattva and overthrew the rule of the government."
"But anyone who has merits can give positive results and be separated from the ranks of demons and ghosts."
"If Xu Dajie unveiled their ghost words, I am still in the dark."
"Oh?"
Lin Hai was a surprise. I couldn’t think of the rebellion. It was actually the scorpion in the name of the Bodhisattva.
Can not help, Lin Hai looked at Xu Maogong, revealing a smile.
"Xu Big Brother, this lie of the rebels, how did you expose it?"