Mixed Miners

As the two gods were killed, the stalemate on the battlefield was suddenly broken. The four most powerful Lanterns were killed halfway, and the remaining two were timid, almost no longer backed by the dragon fern and the red mulberry. Power.

"呜~~呜~~"

Suddenly two extremely horrible buzzing sounds came from the northwest, and the two black and white intertwined giant Lanterns appeared almost 100 kilometers away in the blink of an eye.

The shredded green-scaled lizard, which had long been bitten by the white yuan, was raised and screamed, and then the body of the white scorpion was thrown away. Every time he took a step, the ground jumped like an earthquake, and just killed one. The opponent's imprisonment was not to be outdone, and the roaring screamed in the back. In the blink of an eye, the two World of Warcraft and the new two-headed gods were smashed together. In time, the world began to violently oscillate.

"呜~~"

"吼~~"

The roar of the sound of the sound of the world continued to ring, and the battle continued to slam, and the battle fell into a stalemate again.

Yang Ling swayed his forehead and swayed. Today, he used Yufu 斩元术 twice. Yang Ling felt his eyes black and white, and his head hurt like a blast, but it was obviously not a time to rest.

The magical soul of the candle yin is a black feathered serpent. The huge body is now firmly wrapped around the three-headed true spirits, while the three-headed scorpion is painful, but hundreds of The long claws of the rice went to the plane, and the black snakes on the giant snakes blasted openly, turning them into energy, and standing on the ground, the body shape was 40 meters high. Pale, the body is also constantly shaking, the back of a wound is still oozing out of the blood, obviously the previous injury is very heavy, at this time has been unable to hold on.

Yang Ling took out a soul Dan and threw it into his mouth. The body swayed a few times and appeared on the sky above the giant snake. Then a sword of more than 30 meters long and cold light appeared in the volley. Suddenly, one of them was from the Lantern Festival. The top of the head stabbed.

"Boom~!"

With a violent blast of brilliance, Hook Chen Feijian directly penetrated the huge head of this real Lingyuan Yuan, and blasted his head to a large hole tens of meters deep. The blood of the cockroach rushed out. When the claws were pulled down, they hanged very simply.

Then Yang Ling continued to work harder, and the two swords went down. The remaining two real spirits, which were entangled in the candle, were also cleanly cleaned up.

But these three swords almost made Yang Ling’s newly recovered head burst into pain again. He couldn’t help but scream at his forehead and his body swayed and fell from the sky.

At this time, the other three Yuanzheng of the true spirits have discovered the existence of Yang Ling, and the candlestick madly rushed over Yangling.

But when a piercing space appeared on the top of Yangling's head, a cyan giant vine suddenly rolled down from the void, rolled the hook and pulled it up, and the black enamel hanging nearly two kilometers high. On the vine, the roaring of the vines, and then there are several vines appearing to tie the 蝎 蝎 firmly, a few giant vines staggered the summer home is too difficult to chase

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"噗~"

As a result of the overwhelming blood, the huge Lantern was twisted into pieces and fell to the ground.

Immediately after the light and shadow flashed, a handsome man with a colorful face and a beard and a beard appeared in front of Yang Ling. He grabbed him as soon as he reached out and let him go out like a chicken.

Yang Ling feels like a cloud, like a cannonball whizzing out for dozens of kilometers, and then being hugged by a person.

"Master, are you all right?"

Yang Ling was dizzy and looked at the thick and infinitely concerned face on the 2nd. He was involuntarily squatting a few times and quickly waved his hand to let him put himself down.

Was hugged by a middle-aged man, and his eyes were so intimate, Yang Ling always felt that his heart was flustered. If the **** of the girl was there, let her hold it, and she would definitely enjoy it for a while!

When I think of the cold big breasted witch, Yang Ling is very sorry to pout.

With the arrival of the big gourd, the form of the battlefield was completely reversed.

I saw the sky swaying, and a 10,000-meter-high blue gourd appeared in the void. On the gourd body, there were colorful and colorful runes everywhere, a thick green vine rushed out from the gourd mouth, and then scattered. The branches that are open are rolled up from the sky like giant pythons, and they cover the sky and cover the sky. They whisper and roll all the scorpions, and then they only hear the sound of the thorns. With the fear of Yuanxiao and the abrupt end of the pain, the plasma of the large group of large groups burst open, and the broken limbs of the broken limbs were mixed in the blood of the rainstorm, and the dragons continued to fall down. Within a kilometer, blood and water flow, the scene is like a terrible hell.

In the northwest direction, the number of high and low undulating sounds and lows came again. Several Yuan Zhen, who had a real spiritual environment, had already arrived.

"呜~~"

The Lantern Festival, who is wrestling with the green scales, suddenly yelled at the sky~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and then turned to prepare to escape, while the other goddess of the gods’ spirits also roared and opened the prison with long tails, and opened the wings to the sky. Constantly squatting to the northwest to escape, and the Yuanxiao group that just arrived also immediately turned around and rushed.

The other two Yuanxiao also felt bad at this time, madly waving the claws and long tails to break away from the entanglement of the dragon fern and the red soul of the red mulberry, and screaming and opening the wing to escape in two directions.

"Don't chase!"

The Master of the Gourd Retracted the Demon Soul and stopped the blue scales and Chisang who were chasing them out. Several giant magicians had to turn back.

The sand gradually subsided, but the scene was as if it had been blown up by a nuclear bomb. On the ground, apart from the more than a dozen corpses resembling a hill, the meat and blood were everywhere, and the battle was stepped on. The big pit that came out had already gathered together in a pool of blood. It was still braving the heat, and a strong **** sputum mixed with the messy aura and the power of the soul swayed in the air.

The battle started from the information on the 4th. It has been almost three hours since then. In the end, although Yang Ling’s victory ended, it was only a tragic victory.

The candlestick body is seriously injured. It is estimated that it has not played any role in the next battle. The demon spirit of the prisoner who killed his first opponent is also suffering from a lot of trauma. Great discount.

The Troll and the Terran are not the same. Although the Terran is low in level, it can be supplemented with various medicinal herbs and exercises, so even if it is injured, it may recover soon, and the Troll can also devour high-order species. Recovery, but can not cultivate, can only slowly recover through sleep, so once injured, it is quite long to recover, like the candle, this is estimated to sleep for several years. (To be continued.)