Mixed Miners

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Looking at the giant vines that are growing fast, and the branches that rushed from behind, Yang Ling completely collapsed.

The mounds behind them also stopped, and then a fiery thorn quickly emerged from the soil. The longer it grew, the soon it grew to tens of meters thick and hundreds of meters high. The trunk was straight and straight. The sky, although much shorter than a few giant vines, but the momentum has to be arrogant, the huge red leaves resemble the flame transpiration, the sharp thorns on the leaves, each has several meters long, black light Flowing, the space in the swing is flashing with a dark halo. On the ground, a few meters thick red and red roots are like a giant python rolling out from the inside of the earth, and then quickly intertwined and twisted, suddenly hundreds of squares The rice is all huge, bare roots outside, and there are even a lot of far reaching out to the kilometer, like a spider web.

What the hell!

Yang Ling looked at this huge thorn tree with a stunned look. The mood was very complicated and his eyes were filled with resentment.

You can grow so big, why do you want to run away?

And he is also faint, and knows that the plants in this place are extremely strange, but the minerals that are prompted by the detectors are fainting, and they are chasing hundreds of kilometers.

With the advent of giant thorn trees, the movements of the four giant vines slowed down, and surrounded by a few kilometers.

Yang Ling and the sticks are surrounded by thick roots, intertwined into a circular wall, surrounded by two people.

Yang Ling did not move, but the thorn tree did not attack him. The five tall and eccentric plants confronted each other like this. The surrounding area was very quiet and the scene was very strange.

Time passed by, the atmosphere of the scene became more and more tense, Yang Ling’s forehead cold sweat continued to go out, like a prisoner waiting to be sentenced to death, singing 10,000 times is not enough to describe his mood at this time.

Ten minutes passed, and suddenly the purple giant vine rocked a few times and began to shrink. Then a purple brilliance flashed. A handsome middle-aged man in purple robes and purple long-haired shawl appeared in the same place, about 20 meters tall. Holding a quaint twisted tree vine wand, the golden runes on the staff are constantly smashing and flashing, as if the legendary mage, the image is a mess.

Yang Ling thought that he was blind, and he blinked his eyes. When he looked again, he found that he had stood four Masters around him. His face was almost the same. Except for the clothes and hair color, the staff in his hand did not. the same.

"Terrorist, you haven’t moved to your nest for more than ten thousand years. Why did it suddenly appear? Could it be that you want to escape?"

A deep voice suddenly came out of the mouth of the purple coat, and Yang Ling couldn't help but open his eyes. This is what Chinese is saying.

"Haha, I can't walk you off, can you stop me with four rotten trees and vines?"

The arrogant voice came from behind Yang Ling. He turned back and the thorny tree had disappeared. He only saw a middle-aged man who was almost 20 meters tall standing behind him. His face was unnatural and pure. Stay (hunter acquaintance)

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The long red hair, the red and black intertwined robes, the handsome face, a flame thorn on the forehead, and a black staff in his hand, a thorn around the top of the staff.

Isn’t Laozi recently with the Korean family aunt 3p more kidney deficiency?

Yang Ling opened his mouth and felt that his head was seriously deprived of oxygen. This completely exceeded the understanding of his persistence after more than 20 years of earth knowledge.

Where is Nima still a plant, it is a monster that is perfect!

Doesn't it mean that after the founding of the country, it is not allowed to become fine?

Just when Yang Ling’s thinking was in chaos, the four wizards around him raised their staff almost at the same time, and the colorful light began to shine.

"Terrorist, finally warned you, give us this human race, and go back to your old nest!"

"The traitor is a traitor. It is always so shameless to speak. For more than ten thousand years, I still don't know how to repent. Or, anyway, this little devil world is about to collapse. Today, let me dig up your ancestral roots and let your so-called broken magical vines Extinct, never stop the world of this..."

The sorcerer's hair robe is windless and automatic. Like the red flame burning in the same group, the staff in the hand also begins to red light. In the air of several kilometers, it begins to reveal the dense black acupuncture, as if it exists in another world. Flashing in the void.

At about the same time, the four gold giants, the purple, the green and the green, stood in the sky, and the staff in their hands also radiated four different kinds of light. The shadows of a large number of rattan and various horror The void appears, roaring and rushing out of the void.

The thorns brow slightly wrinkled, and the staff swept forward, and the sky red light flashed in the sky. A lot of black acupuncture seemed to pierce the void, and then screamed in four directions.

霎Times of various colors blew in the air, violent energy fluctuations caused dozens of squares of space to follow the horrible shock, layers of rattan and monsters roaring ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ then penetrated by black needles Annihilation.

But then more rattan and monster virtual shadows appear, and black needles are constantly appearing in the void, as if inexhaustible and generally impact around.

The explosions continued to sway, the space seemed to be unable to withstand the energy fluctuations caused by the attack, and the dark cracks continually flashed around, even though it was such a fierce battle, all the attacks were tacitly avoided. Standing in the central position of Yang Ling and stick.

Yang Ling’s stunned few trees were shot.

Is this the rhythm of tearing up when it is not in a word? How did Laozi’s life be so bitter, his face was not washed and brushed, and he was involved in a grievance of more than 100,000 years ago.

And what exactly are these few goblins coming?

Although the thorns began to say that it was very powerful, but under the combined attack of the four magic vine wizards, they quickly showed a lack of appearance. The scope of the spurs in the emptiness was getting smaller and smaller, and it was slowly compressed to two or three hundred. The range of rice, and the increasing number of rattans and monsters, is like the flood of the sky, the lower the pressure, the closer and closer.

A rattan swept over Yang Ling without warning, and seemed to want to pull him out of the protection of the thorns.

"Boss running ~!" The stick couldn't help but screamed and ran.

Run your uncle! Yang Ling black-faced and smashed Chen Feijian, ‘呛’, a sword light tens of tens of meters high, whistling to the roots of the tree vines.

"Boom~"

The violent energy exploded, the tree vine was broken by the flying sword and then collapsed, and almost at the same time, a very strange feeling rushed into his mind along with the knowledge of the flying sword. Yang Ling’s spirit was swaying, and suddenly he was disgusting. The child spit out, and a large number of rattans came from all around, and he was overwhelmed with him. (To be continued.)