Maoshan Ghost King

Facing this legendary real dragon, even if it is as powerful as Charupon, it is full of fear.

Charupong looked at the real dragon and pounced towards him, but subconsciously turned his head to escape. When chasing after Charupon, the purple dragon's tail swept left and right, all towards the black water saints. Ling's people were beaten, and those people had no chance to dodge. They were swept away by the tail of the real dragon. When they fell down, they had already lost their lives.

The real dragon was big and small, changing endlessly. Charupong couldn’t escape from the palm of the real dragon. In the end, he was hit by the real dragon and flew out. Then the real dragon shrank quickly, and then he shrank Nacharupong Entangled, let out a deafening roar, and immediately rose up into the sky, and brought Nacharupong into the air, straight into the sky.

This scene happened so quickly, everyone was shocked by the power and might of the real dragon, and watched Nacharupong flying into the air while being carried by the real dragon.

When Charupeng was taken away by the real dragon, those people of Heishui Shengling completely lost the courage to fight. When Charupeng came before, he brought dozens of masters, and there were four to five hundred. The red robe and black robe descending head teacher of the black water sage Ling.

After a **** battle before, there are only two to three hundred people who can stand here, and those who can survive are now terrified.

Even their great lord Charupon has fallen into such a situation, what is the point of staying here?

The people of Heishui Shengling suddenly ran away from the surroundings.

The most panicked is Wu Long, the third figure of Heishui Shengling. He has always been fought by Zhou Yiyang. The two are quite evenly matched. They have not been able to tell the winner for so long, but Mudahan died tragically. Lu Peng was also taken up in the air by the real dragon, his life or death is uncertain. Next, they must be the one they have to deal with.

With so many good players, he must be a dead end. Therefore, Charupong directly found a place with weak defense, smashed Zhou Yang, and shook his body, and rushed towards the place.

"No one can run away!" Bai Zhan greeted loudly. All the battle formations were tightened immediately. Everyone controlled their own power and chased and intercepted all those people from Heishui Shengling.

That Wu Long only took care of fleeing, and used all the methods of shrinking the ground to an inch, and quickly fled before everyone had paid attention to him.

However, when Wu Long escaped hundreds of meters in a flash, he suddenly felt the power of a surging magic circle right in front of him, and then he slammed into it.

Countless qi spirits rose from the ground, and a lot of symbols and diplomas appeared empty.

Wu Long seemed to hit a resilient wall, and as the rune shook for a while, Wu Long was shot back more than ten meters.

"Wulong, you are left, don't worry about leaving, we still have a lot of things left unclear." But seeing that Li Banxian, holding a bronze mirror in his hand, stood outside the formation, and looked at it with a smile. To Wulong.

Li Banxian, a literary master, has always seldom worked with others, but he is the only one who can control the overall situation and quietly set up a circle around the outside to block the enemy's path.

If it is really no match, Li Banxian will naturally also be able to set up a magic circle to resist those who are in the Black Water Saint Ling and buy time for them to escape.

At the moment, this magic circle is specially used to control the escape of those Blackwater Saint Ling.

Wu Long was intercepted by Li Banxian's magic circle, and he was secretly angry and cursed: "Passers-by who stop Laozi will die!"

After that, he raised the spear and threw it in the direction of Li Banxian.

Li Banxian stood there motionless, everything was full of breasts. Seeing that Wulong’s spear flew out, but someone followed him, the long sword in his hand suddenly protruded, and he chopped it down. The spear was intercepted, and his figure kept staggering back a few steps.

It was Bai Zhan who got out of Wulong's spear, stood with his sword, and said to Li Banxian: "Old Li, this guy is already a turtle in the urn and can't run away."

This Wulong spear was really overbearing when he threw it away. Bai Zhan finally managed to intercept the sword, and also felt very laborious. The Fire Essence Chilong Sword almost let go.

Then, behind Wu Long, another person appeared, Zhou Yiyang who had been chasing him.

Wu Long was shocked, knowing that he could not run away now, he simply stretched out his hand and grabbed the spear in the void, and the spear fell into his hand again.

"I'm fighting with you!" Wu Long raised his spear and rushed towards Bai Zhan again.

Bai Zhan's brows condensed, and he slashed out with a heavy sword. Suddenly, a flash of blue electric light flashed towards Wulong. Wulong's spear swept away, and it happened to stop the thunder light. The whole body was numb, and the whole person flew upside down.

He hadn't stood firm on this side, Zhou Yiyang rushed from one side and stabbed with a sword, almost killing Wu Long, leaving a long wound on his shoulder.

It's not over yet, the Thousand-Year Gu suddenly went around behind Wu Long and shot out, shocking Wu Long's cold sweat, and finally dodged it.

Next, Zhou Yiyang and Bai Zhan went up to besiege Wulong together, and with the thousand-year Gu to deal with it, Wulong would only have to retreat.

He couldn't escape, Wu Long could only grit his teeth.

The rest of the people in Heishui Shengling were all in chaos and fled in all directions, but they ran for a distance of about 100 meters and were blocked by an invisible gas barrier.

For a time, many people from Heishui Shengling were beheaded on the spot.

Na Wulong and Zhou Yiyang's methods were between the two. The addition of Bai Zhan and Millennium Gu made Na Wulong overwhelmed.

After more than a dozen moves, Bai Zhan slashed out one of the five thunders in the evidence, and suddenly a thunder light burst from under Wu Long's feet, directly blasting Wu Long out, and rolling to the side.

Wu Long was stained with blood, gritted his teeth and got up again. Only when he stood up, the flower monk's purple golden bowl flew out from one side and hit Wulong's back. Wu Long spouted out old blood. Xing Piao flew more than ten meters away, and fell right next to Wu Jiuyin who was seriously injured.

Wu Long vomited blood more than ever. He looked up at Wu Jiuyin, who was also full of blood, and the fear on his face was even worse.

Wu Jiuyin stretched out his hand and wiped the blood on his face, a grin appeared at the corner of his mouth, and immediately opened his hand, and a terrifying force suddenly radiated from Wu Jiuyin's body, but saw the grass beside his feet quickly Withered and turned yellow, it has been spreading towards Wulong.