Vol 2 Chapter 4255: Don't let yourself die
Chapter 4255 Don't let yourself die
"You will be here... Does it mean that it is clear... really in Tianyaling?!" Huangfu asked.
Bai Mei resisted his chin and smiled and trembled: "You can rest assured... I will give you a last breath and let the night meet you on the last side."
She smiled and smiled, her suffocation between her eyebrows, and it became sinister: "Up!"
At that time, the day that was hidden by the jungle and was slightly dim, completely dull.
Like a large piece of black fog, covering the sky all day long.
The strong wind is also in this moment, like a dragon leap, swelling and blowing all around.
The enchantment of Ghost Wu is actually under the black fog, and there is a sense of crumbling!
"Ghost Master..."
Yan Yan and others leaned on the side of the ghost Wu, watching the front with vigilance.
Even the enchantment of Ghost Wu is against the sudden surge of power?
"The other party is prepared." Ghost Wu’s expressionless opening, "Someone is targeting me, you are careful."
Fighting so many times.
How can the Dark Palace not know the existence of Ghost Wu?
The ghost voice just fell.
"Booming!"
I heard the deafening sound of the popping sound, bursting open in the air.
The powerful Xuan Mang will directly blast the enchantment of the ghost.
Fortunately, when everyone reminded me of ghosts, they have quickly made the most appropriate adjustments to themselves.
After the enchantment burst.
Everyone is avoiding it very timely.
There is no **** for enchantment.
Everyone clearly felt a vast and powerful air pressure, almost exploding their viscera.
Ghost Wu is trying to open the enchantment again.
Suddenly I saw a figure and rolled out from the crowd.
A strong Xuanbo directly runs through the enchantment that Ghost Wu has not yet formed.
"Sorry... my task today is to stop you."
Deliberately using mysterious power, the sound that changed the tone is extremely cold.
The gaze was settled on the man, and the identity of the man emerged in his mind: "The Dark Palace... The Lord of the Face?!"
That person, isn't it the palace owner on the bright side of the dark palace?
Before that, it seems that the palace is clear to the Qing Dynasty, there is still some idea?
"It's him?!"
Everyone heard the words and looked at the dark palace: "How is he here?"
No one answered this question.
The dark lord of the palace is directly in the direction of the ghost.
The shot was quick and hesitated.
Ghost Wu greeted him with no expression.
The dark palace is the main move.
The hundreds of black robes who descended from the sky quickly launched the offensive.
During the time, the air was filled with the murder of the haze.
"Be careful!"
Zou Mo one by one swept the line of people on the side of the body, immediately raised his hand, pulled out a smashing weather wave, and spread the hurricane from the roll.
He tightened his heart in his arms, his voice was condensed, and he was no longer the slinger of the past: "Awu may not be able to protect everyone... The number of opponents is large, and the strength is not weak, you have to be careful."
He paused, and the syllables suddenly increased. One word and one word: "If you want to live to see the small clear, then protect yourself, don't let yourself die!"
"boom!"
The deafening Xuanbo burst and slammed into the hurricane.
The fiercely turbulent Xuan Mang collapsed in the air.
After Zou Mo that a word rang.
The tight heart of the crowd is suddenly filled with endless fighting.
There is a firmness between the eyebrows.
(End of this chapter)
