Chapter 1229: Indus tree! (2)

Feng Lang sighed, and he nodded.
After everything was properly arranged, Qin Dong did not stop, left Chixia Peak, and plunged eastward.
Looking at the place where Qin Dong disappeared, Nan Huairen and Feng Lang’s faces were all heavy. Their hearts are clear, waiting for Qin Dong there, will be a very cruel battle. Perhaps they will never see Qin Dong again.
Unconsciously, the sisters of Silvermoon Silver Star are filled with a layer of water mist. Although there are not many contacts between the two sisters and Qin Dong, Qin Dong has such charm, even if it is a hasty side, it can also make people dream about it.
"Yu Ling!" After a long silence, Nan Huairen suddenly shouted. [
"Nan Shu!" Luo Yuling seems to realize what, red lips bite, eyes look at Nan Huairen.
"Collect the people, in accordance with the command of Qin Daxia, unite the golden warrior, sweep the East Pole Wonderland! Be sure to catch the Qianlongwei, Shenlong Temple and Luo Xianfa thoroughly before the Qin Daxia and the Black Dragon battle."
"Yes!" Luo Yuling did not hesitate for a moment, crisply, and turned to arrange.
This is the East Pole Wonderland on the cusp of the wind, completely no longer calm. Luo Yuling, Nan Huairen led the Shura School, the master of Biluo Village, together with the golden warrior of Princess Anzhen, and the master of the battle of Pang Qiujun, divided into four majors, divided into four directions, throughout the East Pole Wonderland sweeps open.
Qianlongwei, Shenlong Temple and Luo Xianfa's master line of demolition lines were instantly disintegrated. The four-way masters approached the ring of Dongjixian in an alarming speed.
The so-called Dongjixian inner ring □ □ refers to the square of the eternal life of the phoenix tree.
There is a phoenix living here, and it naturally becomes a forbidden place for humans and spirits. Few people will break the silence before Qianlongwei hasn't touched it here. Therefore, there is a vast treasure of heaven and earth that grows in the vast majority of the continent. The aura here is also the strongest place on the entire continent, and even no less than the spirituality in the heavenly heavens.
Just now, here is no longer a pure land. Three thousand thousand dragon guards, one third of them are placed here, and the entire East Pole Wonderland will be surrounded by iron and water.
This sycamore tree in the East Pole Wonderland has been growing for tens of thousands of years. Hundreds of feet tall, fifty feet thick, countless ten thousand feet of thick and luxuriant branches stretched out in all directions, forming a shade of green, enough to cover a few square miles. It is no exaggeration to say that it is a tree. Its hundreds of millions of blades, no longer, no longer release the aura of the outside.
At this time, there was a golden coat and a high-rise, but the face was slightly pale, but the middle-aged woman who had a graceful look in her eyebrows was sitting under the tree on her knees. A treaty Mo baby's arm is thick, with a chain of colorful rays, one wrapped around his waist and the other on the tree of the Sycamore.
This indus tree has only grown one inch in ten years, and the trunk is tough, especially than steel. I don't know what the name of the chain that sparkles with colorful light is, and it can be nailed into the trunk of the tree of the phoenix tree. It is unusual.
On the opposite side of the middle-aged woman, two men stood in tandem.
Standing behind, a pair of followers, is the famous choice on the mainland. At this time, the humbleness of a face is completely different from the prestige of the week.
In front of him stood an old man in a black robe, his face was gloomy, his eyes were sharp, his body was suffocating from inside to outside, and he was seen, and he would involuntarily put on a few chills.