Chapter 408: Shi Jie's new elder elder

A beam of light descended from the sky, bombarded on the rock layer, and rocks flew.
In the squealing screams, the stone goblet was immediately overturned by the shock wave and made a circle in the air.
Huh!
With a loud sound, he fell to the ground fiercely. Tooth grinned, a very painful look.
Light and shadow flashed, the two appeared in shape, it was Gou Huan and Zhang Zheyuan.
"Zhang Daoyou, what do you mean?"
This stone owl looked up at the person and immediately roared.
"Huh? No! This breath ... Hushen! Did you even become a husband?"
The dead eyes of this stone sturgeon stared at Zhang Zhiyuan with an incredible expression on his face.
"Yes, because of the gift of my master, I have now been promoted to the monk." Zhang Zhanyuan's face is full of pride. "This is my master, Gou Huan, who wants to meet the elders of the aristocracy, and hopes that no friends can help Referrals.
The eyebrow of Shi Yan, who was called No See, slipped around, and swept over Gou Huan, his head shaking, a snorting cry:
"What is the status of my elder and who can see it? Whoever wants to see Zhang Daoyou just now, if you don't give a statement, don't say to see my elder, you ..."
As soon as I saw nothing, I felt a flash of light before my eyes, and even without a sense of reaction, I felt my neck tightened.
Huh!
He kept his palms around his neck and lifted him.
"Such a humble and ugly creature dare to shout to its deity!"
Gou Huan said · Putting his right hand on Shi Yan's head, a light flashed.
The Shi Yan originally had his eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it anyway. The other party shot at himself because of a word.
Immediately afterwards, the expression of this stone owl was fixed.
Soul Search!
With the IQ of this stone urn, he couldn't react in the first time and cooperated with Gouhuan's actions. Therefore, he lost a soul directly.
Huh!
Gou Huan's mana surged, and the stone urn burst into pieces.
"go!"
Gou Huan's face remained motionless, as if he had done something uncommon.
With a wave of the sleeve robe, Zhang Zuanyuan was wrapped up and rushed toward the southeast.
Wanshi Mountains.
The tens of millions of miles of mountains. The whole mountain is composed of rocks.
The erosion of rainwater has long washed away the thin layer of mud covering the mountain body, exposing the blue mountain stones.
This is the area where the megalithic area of ​​the continent has the largest area; it is also notorious here, because it is the old nest of Shijie.
Between a valley, a circular hut is connected to the surrounding mountains. Even when overlooking from a high altitude, this hut is often overlooked.
In the middle of the cabin, the space is not as narrow as the outside world seems.
One of the huge rock thrones is extremely delicately carved. An old stone clam with overlapping skins and wrinkles on the body looks a bit more than ordinary stone clams.
Sitting on the rock throne, Ning Luo was inexplicably upset.
Since the original elder Nai Luo entered the fall of Soul Abyss thousands of years ago, Ning Luo has ascended the throne of the chief patriarch.
Ningluo led the family of Shiji, just following the steps of Lord Jiuying and cooperating with monsters to attack humans. As a result, the Shijie clan has benefited and developed accordingly.
All this can be said to be extremely smooth.
However, not long ago, there was a fierce fighting in the vicinity of Beiming, and there was no news from the local Shijie people.
Now, the sinking feels only a few uneasy emotions, and the mood is extremely irritable, as if something bad is going to happen.
"Oh!"
Suddenly, the figure flickered without warning, and two figures appeared in the middle of the stone house.
"Ok?"
Startled, without hesitation, immediately pierced the ground and fled.
Hum--
But when he saw a freak robe with a flick of his fingers, the rhythm flickered, and the halo on the ground flickered.
Huh!
Ning Luo hit his head on the halo, and was immediately bombarded and would be in place. The tremendous strength made him stand unstable, and then took a few steps backwards before he could stand.
"Who are you ...? This deity is the elder of the Shizang tribe. If you dare to hurt the deity, the Shizang tribe will never die with you, and the nine infants will never spare you.
The monk in the black robe next to him turned out to be extremely powerful; while the monk in the bright robe, although the breath was not obvious, gave the feeling of slump even more dangerous.
Desolation is very certain, these two people are definitely dominated by this bright robe, and it is also this strange robe weird, who has the power to easily kill himself.
Ning Luo said as he stepped on the ground rock with his right foot, and a consciousness was transmitted.
The two of them, however, did not seem to notice anything at all, and did not react, which made Ning Luo feel relieved a lot.
"Nine babies? If you are talking about the guy wearing a fox fur, then he has fallen off!" The geek of the bright robe with a sneer on his lips.
Ning Luo was startled. However, his first reaction was disbelief! Don't believe it at all!
Who is Lord Jiuying?
The sinking, however, clearly knows that during the advancing of the beast tide, some of the major factions in the human race had some powerful men sitting in town. With this mountain guardian array, even some artifacts passed down from ancient times are like nails The nails on the self-cultivation continent are just as immovable as the monsters.
Later, the master Jiuying shot, and the teeth in his hands were cut and smashed, and they were destroyed and destroyed.
Powerful people in the human race, who dare to shoot, are crushed into lotus powder like a praying arm.
After the destruction of several factions, the courage of the remaining factions of the clan simply lost their courage and fled.
The power of Lord Jiuying is like a brand. It is deeply carved into the minds of the sinking and others.
How could such a powerful Nine Infant, an invincible God of War, fall off?
Must be a bluff!
This bright robe man must be bluffing!
Immediately "understand".
Wow!
On the ground, gray figures shot out.
Da da da!
One after another fell to the side of the sinking, and surrounded the sinking group, and opened up with the two weirdoes in front.
"The elder, the subordinates are late for the rescue, please elder elders forgive me!" Shi Yan, a seeming leader, bowed down and saluted him.
Wow!
Outside, more and more stone golems were coming out of the ground. In a moment, I saw all over the field, all of them are grey stone goblets, shaking back and forth like a gray torrent.
The stone nest's old nest. The number of stone nests is millions.
When the elder was attacked, he immediately appeared.
call!
Looking at the surrounding people and their subordinates like the tide, the sinking was really relieved, and his eyes began to become sharp:
"Kill them all! Especially the weird man in the bright robe, who has the breath of our stone robes, must have hurt our people."
As soon as this strange man in the bright robe appeared, Ning Luo discovered that there was a family relationship between him, so he turned away without saying a word.
Later, after being trapped, because his life was threatened, he didn't dare to say anything at all. Now he feels safe and immediately starts to explode.
"what?"
Gou Huan said lightly. Immediately after he killed the stone maggot, he quickly rushed to this side, and there was no other creature present at the time, which was quite certain.
So, how did this elder know?
"Yes, elder!"
The Shi Yan agreed, and immediately began to act. In their opinion, in Shi Lao's old nest, a large number of ethnic groups rushed past, and even if they were two major monks, the final result could only be consumed alive.
What's more, when the stone warriors fought collectively, they had special means.
Huh!
Streams of light flickered, and nearby stone golems sacrificed sharp claws and threw them at the two enemies.
"Dare to offend the master, you all die."
Aside, Zhang Zhiyuan immediately shot, and his body flashed forward.
Huh!
Lights flickered, and in the tragic sounds, each stone goblet was smashed.
Shi Yan's strengths are not in combat, and his individual strength is not strong. In the face of Zhang Zheyuan's great strength, it is simply the existence of being slaughtered.
However, Shi Yan was cold-hearted and looked at the tragic death of the clan, and there was not much sadness in the sinking. In Shi Jie's outlook on life, it doesn't matter if the tribe dies. It is believed that as long as revenge for the tribe is to maintain the dignity of Shi Jie, no one will dare to shoot Shi Jie in the future.
The gloomy eyes were cold, and he had seen the two in front of him as dead.
However, with regard to the strength of the opponent, Ning Luo still has some scruples, taking advantage of the timing of the clan's obstruction, his body explodes and he slumps backward.
When Zhang Zhanyuan saw the situation, he immediately shot and stopped. In his hands, he determined the way, and numerous wind blades opened the way and chased in the direction of the sinking.
Bang Bang!
Those wind blades are extremely sharp ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Shi Yan is hit with broken limbs
After making his first shot after being promoted, Zhang Zhiyuan felt very happy.
Unfortunately, he is obviously not enough to control his own strength. Under the cover of Shi Yan's predecessors, Zhang Zheyuan's body can't help but slump, while the fall has escaped the stone house, entered the Shi Yuan group, disappeared completely.
When Zhang Qiyuan slayed a group of stone maggots in front of him and looked up again, watching the disappearance of the disappearance, there was a cold sweat behind him, and his head was sober.
Looking back at Gou Huan's expressionless face, he didn't seem angry, so he felt relieved. His strength comes from his new master. What he is most afraid of is that the new master is angry. Then, between the hands, he will be wiped out.
Rumble--
Farther, there were thunderous sounds, but seeing groups of stone golems squirming and combining with each other, every hundreds of stone golems combined into a giant stone weird, full of powerful breath, directing towards the monk .