: 1309, these black people are actually afraid of you.

Mingwu Yan lightly bowed his head. "Before I came to the Witch, I was attacked by several waves of black people on the Elven Sea. I don't know if these black people who attacked the Witch and I met with a group of people. If so, it may be a bit of a hassle."
Wu Ying stunned, and the sorrowful Wang said that it was a troublesome thing. I am afraid it was really troublesome.
"What does the mean of the savage king?"
"A very powerful person, his speed is very fast, I can't see his figure." Ming Wuyan said a short sentence.
In this case, Wu Ying has already understood how terrible their enemies are.
After a while of silence, Wu Ying said: "Is the king of the king also in the direction of burning the sea?"
Mingwuyan nodded gently. "Well, he should not find the entrance to the witch."
Wu Ying took a deep breath and suddenly made a decision. "I am going to bring the King of the King here. Can you give me something to me?"
Mingwu Yan smiled slightly. "Let's go, I will inform him that I will do it, I don't need a token."
She said, she took out the fairy mud and used the distraction to send a message to Xue Yihan.
Wu Ying glanced at the things in the hands of the savage king, then nodded and left immediately.
Lin Lin originally wanted to ask Wu Ying to deal with the wound on her body first, but seeing him go too fast, and finally she dropped her hand and sighed.
Ms. Yan smiled and looked at Yulin, who was worried about excessiveness. "Don't worry, that little injury, he can heal by repairing it halfway."
"Yeah." Yan Lin smiled a little embarrassed, she was worried and confused.
Just as they turned around, suddenly, a cold-eyed chasing soul came to the bright fog...
When Yan Lin discovered that the arrow pointed to Xiaoyan’s heart, she immediately pushed Xiaoyan...
Ming Mist Yan turned her body and placed Yulin behind her. At the same time, she also gathered a powerful power in her hand and pushed the cold arrow of the chasing back.
However, this chasing cold arrow was pushed back, it turned another direction, and once again came to the bright fog.
The eyebrows of Mingwuyan are slightly twisted, and a powerful force.
It seems that the people who came this time are not the same level as ordinary black people.
Yan Lin stared at the cold soul of the chasing soul and flew to Xiaoyan, then flew away, and finally flew back.
Who is such a powerful force?
Just thinking, she had already taken out an artifact on her hand, and then put a little witch spirit on the artifact, and then throw it out in the direction of the cold arrow.
Only heard the "bang", the ground in front of the ground suddenly burst out of a black hole, a water column rushed out from the bottom of the water, so scary.
Then, a few water columns emerged from the ground. For a time, the world was covered by water...
Mingwuyan was also surprised. She didn't think of Yulin's embarrassment. She actually took out so many water system springs.
At this moment, the cold arrow seemed to have lost strength, and suddenly fell to the ground, and it did not move for a long time.
Mingwuyan smashed the cold arrow of the chasing soul and gently pinched it in the palm of his hand...
"Xiao Yan, this kind of thing is not awkward, it will record your divine power." Yu Lin quickly stepped forward to stop.
Mingwu smiled, "It doesn't matter, it can't record."
Instead, she wants to use this breath to trace the breath of the cold-blooded person.
Her fingers crossed the cold arrow and raised the spiritual fluctuations above...
Not long after, she picked up, the spirit of the spirit, the other side of the practice is actually the devil of the devil world.
"Xiao Yan, are you okay?" Yan Lin saw Xiao Yan not moving for a long time, and she was worried.
The bright fog and fingers move, a little black flame appears, and with a destructive god, the cold arrow of the chasing soul is burned.
"Let's go! Go and see somewhere else!" Ming Mist Yan pulled Lin Lin forward.
Wu’s fears are justified, and the current witches are really unsafe.
However, the unrest of the witches should be caused by the treasures of the sea.
The fog and the place to go to fight, but when she and Yu Lin arrived, the black people have automatically left.
So, Mingwuyan took Yulin to the next place.
What surprised her and Lin Lin was that wherever they went, the battle would stop and the black people would quickly evacuate.
Yan Lin wondered: "Xiao Yan, do you think that these black people are actually afraid of you."
It’s true that the fog is so, but if they don’t feel wrong, these black people know themselves.
Or, they know that they are quite kings.
The two men walked for more than half of the Wus, and were suddenly stopped by Wu Zhenyue, who was accompanied by several witch elders.
"That, you wait." Wu Zhenyue was a little depressed and called Mingmiaoyan.
The fog was cold and cold and looked at her. "Who is that?"
Wu Zhenyue, a very reluctant saying: "Ban Wang, we have something to ask you, please cooperate with you."
Mingwuyan picked up his eyebrows. "Oh? What do you want me to do?"
One of the elders of the witch immediately shook their heads. "No, it’s quite awkward, we want to thank you for your shot."
Mist Yan smiled softly. "How do you think that I am shooting?"
The elders of the Witch coughed a little and then pointed to somewhere above the sky: "There is a mirror over the enchantment of the witches. It shows that the king is out of the hand and maintains the witches. life."
The eyes of the elders of the Mingwu Yan looked at the direction and then regained their gaze. "I don't know if there is a mirror enchantment above the sky."
The elders laughed twice. "Mirror enchantment is not easy to see."
"Do you know who is trying to attack the Witch?" Ming Mist Yan looked at the elders in front of him.
I don’t know what Wu Ying has, but these elders should not know anything.
Sure enough, the elder was immediately dumb and didn’t seem to know where to start from time to time.
After a moment of silence, someone said: "Ban Wang, can you live in the Wu people for a few more days?"
When I saw it in the fog, my heart was happy. On the surface, she said very plainly: "Isn't it said that the Wu people don't welcome outsiders to enter, how can I hope that I have lived for a few more days?"
The elders said: "The king is not the same. You are the person brought by the son of the piano. The son of the piano has always been the benefactor of our witches. Therefore, when the son does not heal, I hope that the king can stay here."
When Mingwu was trying to answer, Yuqin had already come out. He calmly said to the elders of the witches: "My wounds are already good, and I will leave tomorrow."
The elders immediately stupid.
Will Lianqin also leave?
Just then, another cold and mysterious voice came from afar. "Since it is here, I still live for a few more days."