Mixed Miners

The three devil's wolf eyes lit up, and then looked at the fascinating body color of the Nether's magic flower and said: "Nether, do you think there is room for bargaining in front of the king? You return to me, wait for the bed, When I return to the troll world, I will seal you up and be a beggar..."

"enough!"

The faint magic flower roared, and the coldness rolled, the horrible atmosphere rose from the sky, and a huge black flower of six or seven kilometers high emerged in the void.

"The devils of today are all my faults, and it’s a big deal to die!"

The voice did not fall, the staff of the Nether Magic Flower waved forward, the huge flowers fell from the void, and the layers of petals rolled over.

"Toasting, not eating and drinking fine wine, little girl, I will be yours today!" The three-headed wolf smirked, and a 10,000-meter-high giant wolf turned and flew over.

"Boom~"

A fierce impact, the light flashed, a large number of petals fell under the giant wolf claws, the ghost of the magic flower pale, could not help but quit back to tens of meters.

"Hey~! Men hit women, they are too shameless!" A lazy voice came from the hands of the three devils.

The three-headed demon wolf stared at Yang Ling. "Kid, are you talking?"

Yang Ling turned his eyes without fear and ignored him. Then he turned his head and looked at the Nether Magic Flower and said: "Beauty, I will help you kill this wild dog. Will you marry me?"

The Nether Magic Flower stayed a bit, and a pale flush appeared on the pale face.

"You are looking for death!" The three-headed wolf's face was distorted and looked at Yang Ling. "I once swore that the people of the Terran I saw one killing one until the killing, and today the king will kill you."

"Haha, this is what I think!"

Yang Ling laughed and confirmed the operation status directly on the light curtain in front of him. He suddenly flashed seven or eight white lights on his forehead, respectively, illuminating the three devil wolves, and the nine devils and the surrounding demon. The body of the family mage.

As a series of humming sounds continued to sound, Yang Ling’s light curtains rolled up like a seven-eight-hop message.

"System holders found specific minerals, species: unknown, value: unknown, system is being evaluated... four-level species, value assessment: none, upgrading system minerals illustrations... upgrade completed, reward system holders 5 million equivalent Ore star currency."

"System holders found specific minerals, species: unknown, value: unknown, system is being evaluated... five-level species, value assessment: none, upgrading system minerals illustrations... upgrade completed, reward system holders 20 million equivalent Ore star currency."

......

The fourth gray star that Yang Ling’s forehead showed was constantly flashing, and more than half of the corners turned white.

At the same time, almost at the same time, Yang Ling’s three-headed demon wolf and the nearby magician standing in the vicinity disappeared in white light, including the three-headed sacred wolf in the air. Seven or eight staff of various shapes and colors fell to the ground, and there was no movement after a few bounces.

This is extremely sudden. All the demons of the Demons on the top of the mountain have almost never returned, and almost never understand what is going on. How suddenly these same kinds disappeared?

Yang Ling's arm twisted his neck, tidy up the clothes and stood up, then slowly bent over and picked up a red-blooded wolf's head, and held it in his hand and looked at his mouth and said to himself: "The devil." Is it very powerful? The death is not so fast."

Yang Ling’s voice is not big, but the vibration caused is like a mountain and a tsunami. All the demons of the trolls are shocked, and the hearts of the waves are soaring.

Is the prison fire in the realm of the devil dead?

Although they couldn't believe it, the hand of the Terran was obviously the devil's staff. The three devils were not dead. It was impossible to break the staff. The staff is everything of a demon mage. Unless the devil is shattered, it cannot be lost.

"I don't know what is the use of some things?" Yang Ling said to himself, the hand volleyed, and put a whole body white, wrapped in a nine-color snake-shaped wand in his hand, that is The staff of the nine-headed devil.

The silence on the top of the mountain was very quiet, and all the dust was heard. All the mages looked at Yang Ling with an extremely fearful look.

Yang Ling looked up at the Nether Magic Flower and squeezed his eyes, then slowly turned around and walked to a demon mage who was only seven or eight meters away from him.

"Are you dying or living?"

"I...I..." The Demon Master was frightened and retreated.

Yang Ling frowned and said, "If you don't say me, then you should choose to die!"

Then a white light was shot from his forehead and photographed on this mage. This mage did not even have time to finish the words and disappeared from the air.

"噗噗~"

The two staffs rotted into the air in the air, but the sound was not big, but it was like a rope that was desperately stalking, and all the demons of the demon family could not breathe.

Yang Ling stayed a little, obviously only killed one, why the system will have two tips? And even fell two sticks?

However, he almost guessed it in an instant. It is estimated that the magician who was swallowed by this guy was also taken away by the system. Of course, this Yang Ling had no way, so he did not look at the two staffs and went on. In front of another mage, this guy is called evil spirits.

It can be said that all things today ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ are related to this guy, of course, Yang Ling is too greedy, but what about it, anyway, are some monsters, dead and live Yang Ling do not care, he cares How do you go back to Earth from this place, and then save the Nether Magic Flower and the Big Gourd at most.

Moreover, from the mouth of the three devils and the big gourd, he also knows that these demon people have hatred against themselves and the human race, and of course they die a good one, so as not to go to the earth to kill.

"Rain me, I was forced by the prison!" The evil spirits suddenly fell pale on the ground, fighting for mercy.

Yang Ling couldn't help but look at the Nether Magic Flower. Isn't this girl said that only the trolls who died in the war did not surrender? Why is this guy so embarrassed?

However, he did not see any clue from the face of the Nether Magic Flower, except that she was surprised that the small mouth that had never been closed, the red lips, let Yang Ling could not help but stay a little.

This female fairy, it’s so tempting when it’s not cold!

However, he soon left his thoughts on his mind, and now surrounded by the magic, it is obviously not a good time for the girl to appreciate the beauty. (To be continued.)