Man Huang Feng Bao

"Kid, don't run!"

The wind and the violent thunder jumped, and they continued to catch up, but the two dragons in front and behind quickly made him tired. When the two dragons are killed, the five-door disciples who are surrounded by them are already one-fifth less. The two giant faucets are still empty in the skull, and the killing is also a white kill. Don't say anything about the dragon's spar, even a dragon scale is not, it's cold and iced stones, making people more depressed.

After a small storm, people set off again and continued to advance toward the end of the Dragon Road.

However, compared with the original, the situation has undergone subtle changes. The five-door door led by Feng Ren is no longer so strong. Other Zongmen disciples and scattered repairs are no longer tolerant everywhere, and conflicts and competitions occur from time to time. However, this is nothing, let the wind endure more vomiting blood is still behind.

With strong strength and extraordinary body method, it didn't take long for the old man to grab a dragon spar.

This time, it is a piece of cyan water dragon spar, not big, but the heavy contains the pure power, refining enough to improve the skills of at least a hundred years.

The wind endured the eyes and quietly felt the power fluctuations of this cyan dragon spar.

A cool breeze blew, and the happy wind in the heart suddenly felt the palm of the hand light, and the heavy dragon spar was gone without heat.

"Wind the old man, this dragon spar I will keep it for you, no thanks."

Ye Chuan swayed to the ten meters away, and then went to the hundred meters away and quickly walked away, with the heavy dragon spar. When I snatched the golden dragon spar, I also said a thank you. Now I don’t have to thank you, let the old man vomit blood.

The wind stood by and stood a lot of five disciples, but no one saw where Ye Chuan came from.

"Kill, kill me for him!"

The wind is frustrated and desperate to catch up. As a result, as before, the rapid triggering of the ban was blocked by the dragon.

In this mysterious and sinister dragon road, people are incapable of walking. Every time they walk, they must touch the ban on the terrible dragon. Ye Chuan seems to walk in his back garden and walk around freely. Touched the ban.

The wind endured the mess, and watched Ye Chuan grow away.

All the way to nowhere, Ye Chuan was drilled into the poisonous fog on the roadside, refining the dragon's spar.

Not afraid of the erosion of poisonous fog, this is his secret. With this point, he only succeeded in raiding and grabbed the baby in the wind. If someone is aware of the secret, Feng Ren and his team have prepared for it, and it is difficult to succeed.

Drop a drop of the blood of the life, the cyan dragon crystal petrified just to get a cyan water dragon, hovering for a moment to turn into a blue light into the Yechuan body, but the accident is that not involved in the magic dragon symbol, but disappeared there The flow of water in the water is in the water. The skin of Ye Chuan, along with the water and light, clearly senses how much water is in the air.

"Oh..., the Dragon Rune has reached the limit so quickly that it can't hold more energy? Also, is the other rune power insufficient?"

Ye Chuan was puzzled, and Xiao Longer stayed in the poisonous mist and quickly got up and left.

Outside, the wind tolerate the killing of the Quartet and grabbed a dragon streak, once again pressing the crowd.

This time, the old guy learned fine, and dared not to sway the baby, and commanded many five-door disciples to lay a sword guard at the side, which was the only way to appreciate the dragon spar.

The dragon spar that I got this time is obviously much smaller, the color is yellow and some spots, it seems to contain a lot of impurities, and the energy contained is not enough, far less than the gold and cyan dragon spar that I have before. However, it is not easy and quite remarkable to be able to grab it from the adventurers who are strong among the strong, isn't it?

A glimpse of the empty raccoon, not far away, the wind and the heart found a comfort. Mosquitoes are small and meat. Not every dragon kills a dragon, it will drop the dragon streak, and then the small dragon spar is also a baby.

Bang! A muffled sound, the ground under the wind suddenly arched, and a soil dragon broke out.

The five-door disciples surrounded by the stunned, no one is ready to riot, and the heavily guarded swordsmanship collapses.

The wind reacted to the old man's reaction very quickly, and a stalked air knife quickly appeared in the body, covering the fierce earthen dragon.

The knife flashed, and there were thousands of knife marks on the ground. The sky wind knife disappeared, and the fierce earth dragon disappeared. Other dragons died and left a stone, but this earthen dragon did not leave any traces like the air. On the contrary, the wind is forbearing the old man, his face is pale, and the blow has consumed a lot of vitality, and for a time there is a sense of powerlessness.

"This is just a ghost, Ye Chuan that kid is coming again, be careful!"

Many of the five disciples were stunned, and only the old man reacted to the wind and screamed. I was about to direct the disciples to reorganize the guards of the formations. The figure suddenly appeared as a ghost, and a few fists burst out, and several dragons appeared murderously to the wind, though they were all ghosts. However, the claws and claws are also fierce, forcing the old man to force himself to fight. The body was fine, and the dragon's spar on the hand was missing and arrived at Ye Chuan's hand.

"Kid, I am fighting with you!"

The wind and the old man are completely mad, and they are desperate to catch up.

It’s no problem to steal the first two dragon spar. Now, even a small piece of dragon spar with impurities is also taken away, which is too deceptive! Who can bear it?

The wind can't help the old man, and he is chasing after the danger of the oil.

Like the previous two, Ye Chuan succeeded in flying high, but this time, a little accident.

Walking in front of the Zongmen disciples and scattered repairs, suddenly touched the ban and led to a huge golden dragon, and the formation of chaos blocked the magic dragon road with a strict sword. Continue to move forward, there may be chaos to escape, but the bigger possibility may be attacked by people, many people have long remembered the pieces of dragon spar that Ye Chuan snatched.

"Ha ha ha, kid, see where you are going this time!"

The old man of the wind laughed and laughed, and the evil spirits forced him to get closer and closer, and more and more wind knives hovering outside the body, brewing a fatal blow.

"If you don't die, you just have a stone. Are you so desperate?"

Ye Chuan turned and looked at the aggressive wind to endure the old man, stepped back a few steps, stood on the edge of the magic dragon road, raised the dragon streak that had just arrived, and pushed it to the poisonous fog. In an instant, people can be corroded into a poisonous mist of white bones, only half an inch away from his body, and he will fall into it with carelessness.

"Kid, are you threatening me?"

The old man quickly understood the meaning of Ye Chuan, his face smirked, and suddenly rushed to the past. "Ha ha ha, kid, you are too naive and too naive, trying to change your life with such a dragon spar in the district, maybe What?"

The wind and the old man murdered the sky, and finally forced Ye Chuan to the dead end, there is absolutely no possibility of staying, this big dragon spar is not necessary. Next, you can also hunt the dragon to find other dragon spar, the chance is more.

The old man who is determined to win the wind laughs, and Ye Chuan is laughing and sneer.

Originally, he did not want to expose the secrets that could be walked through the poisonous mist, nor was he prepared to kill the old man with his hands. However, the old guy is looking for his own death, then he has to fulfill him.