Dragon Inside

On the big clock that Jinguang circulates, there is a totem of three-legged Jinwu. This Jinwu’s look is arrogant, just like disregarding the ants and ants. Whenever there is a strong vibration in the bell, this Jinwu’s body has A line of roads circulated, and the vibration was quickly calmed down.

Looking at the scene in front of me, the look of the two peaks is more assured, and the people of the Hanshan tribe below are all looking anxious, the pretty face of the cold child, but also the color of worry emerges.

When he was about to rush to go up, he was stopped by the high priest on the side. The old face of the cold cube had deep exhaustion and darkness.

"It's useless. It's Jin Wuzhong. In the veins of the spirit, one of the best folks in the town, even if the patriarch is a shot, it may not be able to break this clock."

The voice of the cold cube fell, and the people around the Hanshan tribe were desperate, and the chilling children were more stunned. The jade teeth bite their lips and flow out a stream of blood.

"I still have a little insight into your old things. I can still recognize the Jinwuzhong of my family. After we have solved this kid, I will return to send you on the road!"

The red-robed old man with a glimpse of the spirit laughed happily, and his face was bloodthirsty. His eyes were swept away from the people of the Hanshan tribe below. It was like watching a group of lambs to be slaughtered without mercy.

"This kid is very weird. It’s not a good thing to drag it down. I think it’s time to refine this kid in Jinwuzhong."

Another peak of the peak is more cautious, slowly opening the room, his hands are constantly smashing, and one of them is printed on the golden bell.

The red robe old man on the side heard the words and nodded. When the body was working, it was ready to refine and refine Luoyang in Jinwuzhong.

It was precisely at the time when they were preparing to refine and refine, Luo Yang, who was trapped in Jinwuzhong, suddenly flashed a **** color in his eyes. When the blood of the whole person broke out, it was run unreservedly. The power of blood god!

"Crashing!!"

A powerful force suddenly broke out from Luo Yang’s double fists. The Protoss was able to turn the sky, and although Luo Yang’s eyes are not really blood, but now it’s full of pressure. The power of blood god!

Just a fist down, the golden light flowing on the clock, it immediately emerged a deep punch!

"This... how is this possible?!"

Outside the Jinwuzhong, the two peaks of the peak are already looking at the stupid eyes, looking at the extremely abrupt punches on the clock. Rao is that they have the peak of the road, and the heart can not help but pass a trace of sorrow.

As a monk at the peak of the peak, the status of the two of them in the spirit of the spirit is not low. Compared with other monks, it is even more aware of the terribleness of this golden bell. Even if they are together, they may not be able to Move this golden bell to the minute. But this scene is now, but their hearts have raised the chill of fear.

However, before the two of them reacted, the punches that followed one after another continued to appear on the bell, and what came with it was a rush of bells.

Hey! ! !

The violent bells rang through the world, and everyone’s eyes were firmly attracted. When the bell reached its peak, it suddenly stopped. In a strange silence, there was a crisp crack, clear. Fall into the ears of every monk.

boom!

Under the gaze of the two peaks, the golden clock that circulated in the golden light was directly divided, and from the flashing sound of the golden light, Luo Yang’s figure appeared suddenly, when the peak of the peak was returned. A punch is already close at hand.

"collapse!"

Luo Yang's voice is cold, without the slightest feelings. When the voice falls, a punch has already fallen heavily on the peak of the quasi-track.

Although it was just a punch, it was like a collapse of the heavens and the earth, even during the sweeping of the boxing, even the entire space was a little tremble.

boom! ! !

The roar of a vibrating world suddenly sounded. The peak of the peak was not even screaming, and it was directly under the terrible boxing style.

However, Luo Yang’s figure did not hesitate. It was already in front of another peak.

"Sword broken star river!"

Ling Xiao’s sword light whispers to the heavens and the earth, so that the wind and clouds between the whole world are directly broken, even under the sword light that tears everything, even if many monks in the distance are cold, the hair is cold. .

In particular, the old man in red robes who was taken directly by Jianguang was even more terrified. He did not hesitate between the electric and the flint, and suddenly opened his mouth and squirted a blood.

As the hands of the old man in the red robe quickly smashed, the blood condensed into a **** finch, and when a sharp tweet sounded in the mouth, he rushed straight toward the Jianguang.

All the way to gallop, the **** finch constantly collided, just between the moments, turned into a huge **** giant bird, under the eyes of everyone, and the sword slammed into contact.

boom! !

The roar of the heavens and the earth rang again, as if the earth was destroyed, and swept across the battlefield. Even the many monks on the Hanshan city could clearly feel the earth tremble, and the distant mountains collapsed. There are countless, just the afterglow of the escape, it is enough to crush everything!

When the lingering aftermath swept through, the gaze of the gaze was looking toward the center of the storm. At this moment, whether it was a melting spirit or a Hanshan tribe, the look was very tense, even if it was the cold that was fighting. The ancestors and another old man who was fascinated by the spirits also stopped slightly and stared at the storm.

After a while, when the aftermath gradually weakened, from the devastated mountain, a stunned figure hurriedly escaped, it was the red robe old man!

Just compared with before, the old man in front of the red robe can be said to be miserable, not only bloody, but also his head has been cut in half, looks very terrible.

At the same time that the old man in the red robe flew out, Luo Yang also stepped out of the smoke. Although his face was pale, he instantly recovered as usual. When his eyes swept from all around, he fell on the old man in the red robe. On the body.

"Being able to become a peak, there are some means..."

After the twin eyes flashed, Luo Yang’s foot stepped out and went straight to the old man in the red robe.

The old man in the red robe saw it, and his face was terrified. When he was about to scream and flee, from the sky, he suddenly screamed a cold cry.

"presumptuous!!"

When the cold noise fell, the pressure of a heavenly world swept out, just like the suppression of the heavens and the earth, rolling toward Luoyang!