Chapter 3211: 4.811 is coming

Chapter 32114.811
Suddenly a poisonous snake emerged from the grassy nest, and the cold triangular eyes stared at her like this.
Liang Qingqing sneered at the corner, "I said, if you are a ninth-level spiritual master, can you not act like this?"
When something happened, he shrieked like an ordinary person.
Liang Qingqing only thought the woman was funny.
Chen Baojia is really like a bird that is frightened by a bow, as if it was completely scared by the previous cannons, and she looked scared and scared.
Listening to Liang Qingqing's irony, Chen Baojia originally wanted to refute, but when she saw the cold eyes of the people in their team, she suddenly felt like a discouraged ball, speechless.
She was never seen by this team.
But what can she do?
How can she get the back mountain gate of the Sun Moon Temple alone by her own power?
She certainly had to follow them.
Do you think she likes to see the face of this woman, like feeding dog food all the way?
She didn't even want to stay with this arbor for a minute, but she had no choice.
"Go!" With a wave of his hand, Mr. Mi Yan led the crowds deep into the path.
This area is full of mountains and forests. To be honest, if there were no Saints leading the way, they would not be able to find such a hidden path for ten and a half months.
The road to the holy place of the temple is just this way.
If the Lord of the Temple would never die and lead people to the Holy Land ...
He gritted his teeth, and suddenly he turned his face to look at him.
Shengzi froze slightly, habitually snorted, "What to see."
Faceless paralysis said blankly, "In the secret world, why did you abandon the pursuit of the sun and moon?"
Mr. Mi Yan sighed for a while, then sighed, "The temple has become like that, and it's not interesting for me to pursue this sacred holy implement again."
With that said, a look of disappointment seemed to be inconsistent with the look of the eyes above the top.
Facet paralysis faintly glanced at him, "If the Lord of the Temple later brought someone to chase him."
"Rest assured, I must have a way for you to leave."
With that said, the small facial paralysis felt inexplicable, and glanced at him, "What do you mean?"
"Ah!" Chen Baojia exclaimed, interrupting the conversation between the two, only to see her fingers tremblingly pointing at the opposite slope.
Everyone glanced at them and saw a large number of temple guards rushing towards them.
Chen Baojia shouted hysterically, "He, he betrayed us! He betrayed us!"
The direction she was pointing at was, naturally, the Son of Miyan.
The prince glanced at her lightly, and couldn't bother to care what the brain was saying.
He looked away and said to the crowd, "Follow me!"
As soon as the Son of Mi Yan moved, everyone followed him quickly.
Forced under his feet, Qi Qi ran towards the end of the trail in front.
In front of a mountain wall, Mi Yan Shengzi punched him in the air, a copper disc on the middle of the mountain wall.
The copper disc was engraved with the sun and moon, and was rattling with a punch.
Slowly turn it clockwise.
A mountain door next to it suddenly lifted up.
Saint Mi Yan shouted "Go in", and everyone ran into the long martyr without hesitation.
(End of this chapter)