Vol 2 Chapter 4972: I am, Long Aotian (1)

Chapter 4972 I am, Long Aotian (1)

In the black awns that are surrounded by nothingness, the chains that are intertwined with each other begin to collide with each other.

The hurricane hit the wind and the yin spread.

The strong malice, like the opening of the **** mouth, the screaming of the claws.

The night fell and was shaken back, and the policeman looked up to the man.

She should be fortunate that the castle seems to be solidified.

There is nothing else except that the black mans around it will float.

So when the hurricane hit the wind.

She is just being filled with chills and malicious cold winds.

It is not like the kind of special effects of the big moves after the touch of the array. What kind of flying sand and gravel are flying all over the sky, what a tornado is swept away.

After the night settled down and stabilized, the narrow, long, charming and dangerous.

Then, the fingertips move.

The flame fan of the flames comes out from the palm of your hand.

Her dexterous fingers, a little move.

The flames are red, and they are gathered toward the flame fan.

Even with the power of the artifact that broke into the man's body, he returned back at a very fast speed.

"Hey!"

Huge chains, crazy shaking.

It seems like the next moment, it will split open.

Even with the imaginary black awns, the complex intertwined chains are shaking.

It seems like something is angering.

At night, the red lips were like irony, and the eyes of the man looked at the man’s eyes.

This man, really wants to hang her!

Fortunately, she left her eyes.

Knowing that he needs the power of drowning artifacts, he can unlock the seal.

So at the beginning, just poured a little bit, the power of the drowning artifact, and tempted him.

as expected.

He actually wants to... take the opportunity to swallow her directly!

Oh, is she really stupid?

"It seems that you don't need my help." The night is clear and cold, but also with irony.

And as the night clears away the last trace of artifact power.

The violently swaying chain finally stopped.

Then, it was the intense malice of her body.

Like a threat, like a warning.

The night is clear and no expression, not moving.

She stepped back two steps, until she retired from the chain, and sat down casually: "I haven't unlocked the seal yet, I want my life. If I help you unlock the seal, I still Can you live?"

She snorted: "I don't trust you now, so... the deal we talked about before was invalidated."

That was intense and malicious, and the violent turmoil.

The whole group of dark black awns are entwined with her body.

However, it is not yet close.

There will be a red flame in the water bracelet, which directly separates the malicious erosion.

The night cleared his lips and looked at the man's eyes. He was full of ridicule: "I still want to install it? I don't mind... look at you here, how long it can be loaded."

She was leisurely and self-satisfied, looking down at the fingertip fan.

The long, white-eyed fingers cling to the fan-shaped fan and beat them carelessly.

It is completely unresponsive to the maliciousness from the man and the chill of the attack.

Until...

After a scent.

"Oh la la la -"

A huge chain of iron that hits the ground.

A violent hurricane ran over the entire castle hall.

First, it was very slight.

Then, a violent collision began.

Compared with the only one, the night when the night fell to the man's impulse to inject the power of the artifact, it is even bigger.

"When did you find out?"