Vol 4 Chapter 67: Hualong

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As the funeral jumped, the burning flame of the enchanting voluptuously solidified, as if time had stopped without warning.
Neither the awl nor the raccoon cried anymore, and almost screamed at the same time, not knowing where the strength came from. It was like two angry female cats leaping forward and rushed towards the mourning trip. Wen Leyang was undoubtedly mortal when he was thrown into the Mourning Ding. I can admit that the Lord's psychic I served the lively spirits. In addition, the Mourning Ding now showed a strange appearance, giving them a glimmer of hope.
The two banshees had just moved, and the corpse figurines were moving. Huo Ran spread them apart, guarding the mourning tripod, and the empty eye socket looked viciously at the raccoon and awl.
The fifth elder brother was angry and flickered, turning the crickets and awls who wanted to save people on their feet: "The corpse figurines naturally protect the tripod, don't you die! If you want to die, roll out of the col. Go to death, and stay away from my house! "
The mourning tripping and the demon flames solidifying are just the harbingers of natural disasters, not the imagination of Wen Leyang and other people struggling ......
The raccoon fell heavily to the ground, and he could no longer climb this time. He screamed loudly at the dry scream: "Wen Leyang is not dead yet!"
The awl was slightly lighter than the raccoon, and his shoulders bounced immediately, ignoring the nonsense. He screamed and wanted to urge Zhenyuan. With a loud clasp, his hands hugged his head violently, and the extremely painful head fell to the ground! Her true Yuan was gradually scattered, and her spirit was more and more damaged. In the overlapping of life and death and sorrow and happiness, the Yuanshen was greatly shaken, and Tianshui Lingjing suddenly became difficult, and it was messed up and became a mess. True Yuan, a storm like a storm began to impact the seal in her Yuanshen.
The strength of the awl seemed to be evacuated, but the head was so painful that it seemed to explode. Pieces of memory, like the flying snow in the gust of wind, frantically whirled and passed in front of her eyes!
Nineteen was taken aback, grabbed two steps and lifted the awl. The awl ’s lips had been bitten out of blood by himself, and he used all his strength to open the eyelid to a gap. With the only line of light that remained at this moment, it was right. Nine said: "Broken Ding! Begging ..." Speaking of being soft, he completely lost consciousness.
A little hesitation flashed through Nineteen's eyes, looking up at the nearly 1,000 corpses that were enough to tear all of them into pieces, and finally withdrew the cone.
The raccoon hated his eyes with fire, and he did n’t even look at Xuanhe and the awl. For thousands of years, the pair of unstained raw hands had caught bleeding in the hard ground of the Yinshan eyes, staring at the dry bud brother almost hysterically. Screaming: "You're pushing me!" After that, he took a long breath and yelled, "Broken! Demon ..."
Xiaowu also cried out with a cry, struggling to fall from the arms of the drunkard to the ground, protecting her dad with open arms, crying at the Changzi: "It's not that Dad doesn't save him. Who is He ca n’t save Wen Leyang, and he will lose his life! "
The last ‘body’ word of Chang Tan still failed to scream. It was n’t the dry gargoyles but the corpse figurines that stopped them from breaking. The fifth buddies just did n’t want to let them die in vain.
Even if he killed the drought, Wen Leyang could not be saved.
Even if the four superb fairies of cat demon, jack raccoon, golden monkey and dry monk are in their heyday, it is impossible to break through 777 corpse figurines that have been integrated into the dragon vein and Yin eyes.
It took her two thousand years to live a life away from Hetuo Xie; she used a minute to live a life away from Wen Leyang! Huo Ran raised his sharp jaws and cried out with a fierce blood mist that separated him from life and death. The sharp Li Xiao became hoarse again: "Xiu Tian, ​​why use it!"
Not as good as the creeping mountain forest, I do n’t know if it ’s the cat that is escaping the danger or ambushing the wild rat!
The yin flame solidified on the mourning trip suddenly moved!
A dozen feet of Yin flame is like a painful snake, twisting and twisting his body desperately, entangled and entangled in circles, the fire light trembling, sweeping everyone's eyes ... suddenly awkwardly The screams that made everyone's blood boil over from the wicked cave! The muffled sound of that blazing flame was like a flower that had finally been in full bloom after suppressing for thousands of years. The thick flame burst into countless fire snakes and exploded in all directions.
The flaming flames ignited on the other mourning trips, as if they were alive, struggling desperately, pouring their huge body down anxiously towards the injured companion, but they could never reach it. From a bird's-eye view of the sky, all the Yinding in the col are led by a long fire snake, shaking their heads to the Yinding that just swallowed Wen Leyang, and spelled a huge and enchanting Manzhushahua ...
The fifth elder brother sighed and waved his hand tiredly, extinguishing the hope that had just risen again in nineteen eyes: "The last mourning tripe contaminated with the blood of a living person will cause evil points and the natural disaster has already become , Only to see where it fell. "After that, he leaned over and picked up Xiaowu again, and walked aside.
The corpse figurine grabbed the living sacrifice, and its strength increased greatly. The last Dingzi stained with the blood of the living will lead the evil caves under it to the sky, leading to a human catastrophe ... Now the rest, It was waiting for the murky gray-green yin that suppressed people's breath, spewing out from the last mourning tripe that swallowed Wen Leyang.
When everything is over, the drone casts a spell to draw the corpse figurines back to the underground palace. Soon afterwards, the blood mud on the ground will dry up, and the collapse will return to the silence for thousands of years, as if nothing has happened.
At this moment, the drunk suddenly felt a blazing scorching heat from the sky, looked up at a huge red sword, and straightly pierced down towards himself.
The drone was so scared that he flew away, and he ran away as soon as he shook his legs, and at the same time he screamed loudly: "Where is the master, come to the dark eyes, please show up!"
All the half-solidified corpse blood of the dry rush rushed to the head. Needless to say, the anger was more horrified. Someone was hiding in the dark and attacking himself. How could those corpse figurines be indifferent? I served hiding in Xiaowu's arms, revealing only a small head. It saw that the two demon immortals beside his owner were bullied by the drought, and secretly summoned the big sword ...
Xiaowu was also startled. He reached out and grabbed my suit. I took out my body and spread my legs, and ran, running around on the arms and neck of the naughty boy. Complaining that he does n’t know the whole thing, and now he just cares about playing.
At the same time, the screams erupted in the Yinding came to an abrupt halt, a series of thunderous thunderous sounds, rolling under the ground where the Yinding was sitting, a layer of suffocating gray-green smoke slowly filled the giant Dingzhong, instead of spewing out like a volcanic eruption as before, but like a weird fairy pool, these magnificent evil caves penetrated into the Dingzi from the evil caves, and then circulated and rolled continuously , But has never overflowed.
The dry stalk is now indifferent to the wonder. He is holding Xiaowu to avoid lightning with the chase of the golden fire bell. The gloomy eyes look at Xuan Ran, and he is so scared that Xuan Xuan quickly shakes his head: "Not me!"
After being seriously injured, Xiaowu was so weak that he could not catch a run around, but he refused to leave his suit.
The seven hundred and seventy-seven corpse figurines were stiff and stood upright, but the black hole's eye socket seemed to show a trace of doubt and disappointment. I didn't understand why the arrogance was only spinning around in Dingzi, not rising into the sky.
It is impossible to cause disasters on earth, why should they fight hard?
Just like Han Yu did n’t know that there was another bug that could dance the Xuanmen Supreme Sword, and had just learned to sneak attack, Nineteen did n’t understand the method of killing the sky, she did n’t even know the abnormal reaction of the current life. With a frown, he watched the golden fire bells flying up and down and chasing the drought, and muttered, "Why don't I break the tripod if I serve?"
I served it now and it was a little uncomfortable to watch Han Wuyang, and I didn't feel any danger to Wen Leyang at this moment ...
Suddenly, dull roars roared again and again from the mourning tripod, and the dull roar was like Long Yin but it was not clear, but the hoarseness made people feel uncomfortable.
I succumbed to my stiffness, and I couldn't chase the drought anymore, and hurriedly turned around, my dark eyes staring round, looking at the mourning tripod.
Liu Jin's fire bell lost his command and plunged diagonally into the ground.
The red pot is much more honest than I have served. Since Xiaowu shook it, it crawled back into Xiaowu ’s arms and did not move anymore. Each head looks out.
The drunken man was frightened, and he remembered the weirdness of mourning. After evading the giant sword from afar, Zhenyuan circulated slowly and floated up into the sky. Following, the stiff face twitched violently! But Xiaowu suddenly cheered: "It's Tong Jiaogu!"
In Juding, a giant bone snake wrapped in gray mist kept coiling and stretching, and the huge head of Sensen was floating or floating, swimming happily in the evil atmosphere full of Dingzi. There was also a serpentine blade around him, who also shook his head and shook his head, making a hoarse noise from time to time.
Chang Li stopped crying again, staring blankly at the Mourning Tripod, and suddenly came back awake a moment later, screaming anxiously at nineteen: "Take me up! Take me up!"
Nineteen Yingying smiled, walked over to lift the raccoon, and jumped deeply into the red giant sword slanting into the ground.
The drunk was startled and kindly reminded Chang Zi: "Be careful with that sword!"
Chang Li ignored him at all, and looked at the Jiao Jiao, who was cruising happily in the Mourning Ding, his dim eyes became brighter and brighter, and his delicate face was restored again, but the man seemed to be stupid, and his mouth was split. , Hehehe smiled.
The drought was so anxious that I could n’t wait to jump into Ding Zi to see what was going on, but no matter how I called Cang Ci, the cat demon was a smirk. At this time, a sound like two cold irons rubbing from the ground It sounded: "Take me up and see, I will tell you what's going on!"
The dry man was very happy to turn his head, but he didn't find the person who was talking. Until the golden monkey used his full strength to wave his tail, the fifth brother didn't know it was him. He raised his hand and put the naughty boy on his back. To your side.
When Qian Cheng was digging the magic tire at the end of the Huashan Cave, he had studied Wen Leyang's exercises with Awl and Changzi. After seeing the situation in the mourning trip, the monkey's face was also full of joy and joy. The poison of Gong Jiao and Wen Leyang probably told Han Pi.
Even though the drought is an extremely dead corpse immortal, I have never heard of this kind of sanctified poison. Five elements turn yang and corpse poison into yin. In the fusion of yin and yang, the poison is turned into chaos. Flesh skin ...
After the monkey finished talking, Chang Zi also recovered, and the whole person's expression was refreshed. He stood on the giant sword and shouted to the dry man, he shouted, "Do you understand?"
The dry ray did not answer, but watched the raccoon dog and the giant sword under the nineteen feet with full eyes.
Chang Limei smiled: "It's okay, let's talk about the Great Sword later!"
The dry ray floated on the giant sword with the golden monkey: "This magic weapon made from the relic of Jiao Jiao has been integrated with Wen Leyang, and he is advancing with his poison? Gong Jiao and Gu Jiao are still there, Wen Leyang must be alive? "
Chang Zi nodded and didn't speak. Xiaowu quickly asked, "What about Jiaojia?" Xiaowu didn't see a layer of snakeskin floating up, and was always a little uneasy.
Chang Li was in a good mood, struggling to reach out and squeeze Xiaowu's chubby cheeks: "Jiaojia has been trained into his bones, which is inseparable from the body ..." As he said, the bone in the mourning Jiao and Jiao suddenly shuddered, and the evil spirit in the mourning tripod became muddy and turbulent.
Bone Jiao's mouth kept screaming, his body tightened tightly, as if he was suffering huge pains. The boy couldn't help but widen his eyes, a pair of fist-sized bone bags, from the bone Jiao's head Shang struggled to rush outward, and at the same time, on the body of the bone jelly, four huge bone bags were also propped up!
The snake blade that was cruising next to the bone jelly stopped ringing, as if it had died, and quietly floated on the aura of mourning.
The drunken voice seemed to have just swallowed a bowl of broken glass: "This is ..."
If it wasn't for nineteen, he was already excited and fell off the giant sword, pointing at the mourning series and saying, "Bone Jiaohuahuahua ..."
Until the dry stomping stomped hard, the two talents shouted the last word at the same time: "Dragon!"
Bone Jiaohua Dragon!
The practice of Tong Jiao was originally to one day turn into a dragon to rise upright. Now that the bone jelly is dead, of course, he will not improve himself.
Chang Zi couldn't tell whether she was crying or laughing now. There was only one thought in Yingying's tears: Old! day! open! eye!
The golden monkey's excitement is partly because Wen Leyang is not dead, and the other half is because of seeing the ancient spectacle: the dead monster Jiao condenses the dragon shape! After a long while, I came back to myself: "Sure enough ... the evil point evil spirits were also absorbed by this kid!" As he said, he raised his head and looked at the dry monk: "The evil spirits in the evil caves are sinister?"
"No wonder Sha Qi didn't spurt out ..." Han Pi nodded his head, and no one in the world knew this better than him. The Qi in the evil cave, of course, is the purest and most insidious poison, and it can't be seen in the world at all. Mourding stayed.
If we talk about the quality, the life and death poison in Wen Leyang's body is far less pure than that of Tuo Xie's Patriarch's aquatic poison; but when it comes to quantity, the toxin accumulated in Wen Leyang's body is unparalleled in the world. Life and death poison is like a gluttonous beast that can never eat enough. As long as it sees the pure toxin, it will absorb and merge in. After the last remodeling of the poisonous bone, it has swallowed a large group of firecrackers and water poison. Devil's wood poison.
That water poison almost destroyed the Tianyin magic body that gathered the power of the three sword fairies of the Black and White Island; that wood poison was transformed by the spirit species and the grass and trees. The two poisons were absorbed by Wen Leyang. , Because I could n’t find the fusion of Yin and Poison, it was just mixed with his life and death poison, the amount was enough, but the quality was never up, Wen Leyang also just got the poisoning technique of water circulation and wood rooting, body I have never been able to go upstairs, and the exercises have become more stagnant.
Although the blaze in the mourning trip is enchanting and fierce, but there is no trace of temperature, and it will not burn people. It is the corpse that has mourned the death of the death trip for thousands of years. The purest poison is pouring out of the evil cave under the mourning trip, which should have rushed to the sky, condensed into a boundless anger with the vitality of heaven and earth, causing a great difficulty.
Since Wen Leyang was thrown into the Mourning Tripod, he first drew the funeral power out of Dingzi, but he was already covered with blood, but he still triggered this Yinyan magic circle and introduced the evil spirit in the evil hole into the Mourning Tripod ... …
A crackling sound snapped off the speculations of several fairies. In the mourning trip, a pair of vicissitudes of bones protruded from the huge head and pointed directly at the sky!
In the gloomy sky, Huo Ran bloomed colorful auspicious lights, and thousands of auspicious clouds rolled in. With the wind, he turned into countless golden-winged Dapeng and Jiutian Shenlong Fa, and the bright and clear Changming and Longyin intertwined with each other and penetrated again and again. world!
Since the beginning of the world, there has never been a life of dragon veins and dark eyes. At this moment, it has been covered with a layer of soft beauty by the sky of heaven, like the sweetest dream, so quiet, so nothing. Symptoms, so incredible from the sky!
Bone Jiao's body hasn't become bigger, but in the double-legged four-legged dance, the magnificent Huanglong Dragon Power suddenly squirted from the mourning tripod, just like a blasting explosion, Huo Ran swept every corner of the eyes of the Yinshan!
Xiaowu cried, and her two chubby hands clung to Dad ’s neck, which was different from howling and crying just a few times. This time, the sobbing of the babies made her unable to say a word until she sobbed somehow. After the sound, he finally coughed out the suffocation that accumulated on his chest, but he didn't know what to say for a while, and he froze for a moment before stuttering his mouth: "This dragon is ugly!"
The bone jelly grew out of a dragon horn and propped up four claws, but its body was still covered with white bones. The layer of gray mist that had originally wrapped on it had disappeared, and the thorn had become. The matte black, the blade of the dragon has been spreading on the blade.
As long as Wen Leyang is still alive, Chang Zi does not care how ugly the monsters in Miao Ding are, and he smiles and replied: "Dong Jiao is dead, and the corpse-shaped dragon is purely immersed in Wen Leyang's light. This bone shape will never change. "
As if hearing the words of Chang Zi, the bone jelly, which had turned into a keel, raised his head unwillingly and snarled violently ...
Han Pi breathed a long breath: "As long as Wen Leyang is not dead!"
Of course Wen Leyang was not dead.
From the beginning to the end, Wen Leyang has been unconscious, the aquatic poison and the life-and-death poisonous battle, the violent pain turned into countless nightmares connected together, like countless roots covered with rust, and hissing all the time Rubbing his nerves, until he was revealed by the corpse figurines, the cold that followed and froze through the internal organs dispelled the nightmare that would never stop.
At that moment, the scars on Wen Leyang's face jumped a little. He didn't realize it, but he really thought he was dead like this. Everything around him grew unreasonably crazy, and his soft body couldn't feel alive. The power is just sinking down, sinking ...
Intoxicated into the tripod, the life-and-death poison that had been trapped by the beast still on the verge of fragmentation and collapse turned alive, desperately sucking in the surrounding poisonous poison, and the turbulent poison tide finally turned into a whirl of madness, and the life-death poison did not increase. Instead, it suddenly became pure and intense. It may be slightly inferior to the poison of the water blue, but the already huge amount of poison is enough to make up for the similar quality.
Just like the series of battles between Huashan, Exotic, and Qinling Mountains, the battle of poison in Wen Leyang's body was suddenly reversed, and the life and death poison finally saved the owner's body. The fierce battle!
The poison of Aquamarine is the mortal poison of Tuo Xie's ancestors, and it will not be refined by life and death poison. Eventually, it is only sealed in Wen Leyang's body by life and death poison.
The evil spirits and evil poisons in the evil caves are endless, and the life and death poisons are continuously purified and walk around in Wen Leyang's body.
Although not as good as Chang, Awl and others, Wen Leyang is now the world's top expert. Wrong punching has already become his instinct. When the poison flow becomes stronger and stronger, his body is gradually unbearable, even in the deep In the coma, Wen Leyang's body also quivered quietly, although the range of movement was not large, but it was clearly the poison door stunt passed by the master of Tuosha: wrong fist!
The limbs and corpses are catering to the flow of life and death poison, twitching, shaking, and guiding the flow of poison tide with the power of wrong fist.
The sanctification of the flesh is not about the determination of the spirit and the spirit, but the separation of the world and the world. Since it is not born and raised, why should we cry and be integrated with the world? Xiaotiandi!
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Inspired by the wrong fist, Wen Leyang's skin gradually collapsed, and the muscles that had been crushed by the beard's true force under the skin were slowly wilting ~ EbookFREE.me ~ After some time, the collapsed skin again Full up ...
The world of water travels, moisturizes everything, and completely integrates the life and death poison of water travel, and is reshaping Wen Leyang's blood line by section.
Mu Xing's life is endless and tenacious. He combines Mu Xing's life and death poison, and is reshaping the muscles and muscles that Wen Leyang has long been rotten by the beard to urge Zhenyuan ...
It was also at this time that Jiao Tiao quietly appeared from his body, then summoned a bone jiao, and began to swim slowly in the mourning tripod.
From the moment when life and death poison began to reshape Wen Leyang's flesh and blood, the bone jelly turned into a dragon, and now slowly sinks to the bottom of the mourning tripod, as Wen Leyang's skill began to improve.
Chang Li sighed for a long time, then remembered something else, and shook his head with a wry smile: "How long will it take this time?" After that, he returned to the ground with the help of nineteen and took care of it. Awl.
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