Storm of Kings

Many dragons and beasts that have been buried for many years have broken through the ground.

Longxu is more and more like hell, with ghost fires floating everywhere, and pale white eyes staring at the living.

Some timid monks lowered their heads to bury themselves in the brigade, just wanting to hurry on, not wanting to look at this scene again.

Behind him was the brigade, the "friends" who were stuck in the same camp.

Several big guys questioned from a distance: "Chen Feiyun, you are a wicked and smoking spoiler. You only care about your own safety and don't put the lives of your brothers in your eyes. I will not let you go as a ghost."

Chen Feiyun didn't say a word, just leading the team to advance rapidly.

"Damage ghost, return our mount."

The army behind him was chasing after him, but the well-footed mounts were all in Chen Feiyun's place. The opponent only broke out three waves of sprints and died.

If you don't die, the army is coming in aggressively, but as time goes by, the team stretches to thirty miles, only three hundred horses reluctantly follow, and if you go forward, you will fight alone!

The loose repair alliance is already loose, how can it continue to cooperate at this moment! Several monks immediately clasped their fists and said: "Boss, we have met in the mountains and rivers, let's not pass this way, we get along well before, and we will talk to each other in the future."

What made the big guys angry was that these guys did not slow down after leaving the team, and went straight to Chen Feiyun, taking away more than a hundred people in a blink of an eye.

"Grandma's, someone dares to leave the team and kill them without mercy." As soon as these words were spoken, the monks in front of them were honest, but the elongated team behind them all acted for the good of birds and beasts, and the catastrophe faced each other.

In less than five minutes, 1,500 people gathered around Chen Feiyun.

Many monks felt that the crisis was pervading, even if they complained that Chen Feiyun was not meaningful enough, they didn't hesitate in their actions. They rushed from the air and swore to go, just begging to take the lead to reward them.

Zhou Lie drove Ade and ran in front of the team. When he saw the dead dragon, he threw a wooden staff, relying on the most basic strength to force the way.

With his precise control of the strength, the wooden staff can shoot back every time, never waste a minute and a second, and break through at the fastest speed.

The man is at large, the dragon is at large!

The sensitive dragon beasts soared into the air, their traveling direction happened to be the same as Zhou Lie and the others, and it seemed that they were also heading towards the exit that the giant king Houti pointed out.

In less than a quarter of an hour, a wave of beasts formed from the sky to the ground, with dragons and beasts everywhere.

At this time, there is no luck, and if the speed is slower, it will fall into layers of corpses and become the target of corpse dragons frantically torn.

The moment of life and death has stimulated the potential of many people, and they tried their best to keep themselves from falling behind.

A group of monks rushed up behind him.

They are either strong in their own right, able to walk with qi for a long time, or they are carrying treasures like flying and vertical, so they don't see this distance in their eyes.

Some people chose to follow the brigade, while others surpassed the team, grinning coldly and breaking through the air.

The good and the bad in the team were uneven, and some monks exposed their brutal side. Seeing that their mounts were about to be exhausted, they immediately attacked the monks around them to take the mounts.

After rushing forward another twenty miles, everyone felt that the pressure behind them became less.

Zhou Lie roared, "Speed ​​up, speed up!"

The critical moment was right here. The old people in the team knew that Zhou Lie was the core, and they led a group of people to follow. But those monks who joined the team behind had their own ideas, and felt that the danger was about to pass.

It’s not surprising to have this kind of thinking. The tide of dragons and beasts has been exhausted. Many seemingly powerful triceratops turn around and corpse dragons on top of the bull, and some large and slow-moving dragon beasts have to resist the corpse disaster. , Zheng Ke took this opportunity to rest.

As the saying goes, one blast, then decline, and exhaustion.

It used to be a rush to escape, but now if you stop and rest, it will be difficult to increase the speed.

Some monks believed in their own judgments, and some hesitated, but with such hesitation, they lost the best time!

"boom……"

The ground cracked, jetting black smoke clouds outward.

There was a rustle in the dark clouds, like swallowing the world. The two hundred people just disappeared, disappearing completely, including their mounts, which seemed to have never appeared.

"I'm a mother!"

Who is not afraid to see this scene? It turns out that everyone is so close to death.

"Believe in the boss will live forever!" The fat man shouted the slogan for the first time, and Zhou Lie turned his head and glared at him.

A black wind blew behind him, and the temperature didn't drop, but everyone just felt cold, as if black bubbles came from the bottom of their hearts, trying to fill their hearts.

"boom……"

"boom……"

Dozens of monks shot, completely out of their control, and attacked the monks around them.

"Wake up, you are devilish!" Xiaohuan screamed, but the army was racing, and there was no time to stop for treatment.

Isn't it just mad?

The heart has magical thoughts, and it hits immediately after being struck by the black wind.

"Woohoo..."

"Huhuhu..."

Ghosts are crying and gods are howling, and beacon smoke is everywhere~www.wuxiaspot.com~Who is worried? Who can't restrain the killing intent? All broke out at this moment.

Zhou Lie's body stiffened, and he lay down on Ad's back, firmly holding on to the clarity and said: "Ade, it's all up to you..."

"Ok!"

Ade nodded, feeling a lot of evil spirits rising behind him, knowing that his master had killed many people and was undergoing spiritual torture.

Zhou Lie's trouble is that both ancestor spirits are silent, and they need to face the murderous intentions alone. If they can't survive it, it will be difficult to escape the demonized ending.

The ancestral monk relies on the mind to gain strength, which is a shortcut to becoming a powerful life, but in some circumstances, the mind will also be restrained.

I don't know when, Zhou Lie fell into one dream after another.

Some dreams are so ridiculous that they cannot be faked anymore. Some dreams are terrifyingly real, and I don't know when I will confuse the boundary between illusion and reality.

The army moved all the way forward, Xiaohuan found that her brother was wrong, but A Chang also went crazy. She hurriedly took out the needle and gave it to her. Who knew it suddenly went dark, and she also fell into the abyss of soul.

This is a worrying escape, and only one person is not affected!

Zu Wanhao looked left, looked right, and yelled: "Grandma, you guys are sleeping at this time. You can't stop. Give the fat man your best to move forward..."

The fat man took out his hand cannon and started shooting. The beast's cockroach was brutally poisoned, and he screamed in pain and headless forward, never daring to close his eyes again.

In this way, the black wind raged overhead, and the army still rushed forward.

Encountered several waves of monks on the road, they either killed each other, or were digging holes to bury themselves, and some people pulled out their tongues, splashing blood on the spot.

This scene foreshadows great ominousness. When he rushed out for three hundred miles, the fat man looked forward with round eyes and howled: "How could this be? Actually...went back to the dragon grave?"