Pirate’s Infinite Wings

In Fang Langshuhao's view, it is covered by the majestic vitality of the earth, blocking this terrible and supreme world power.

"My friends, get out of here! Stay here, I can't stop you." The king's voice.

"The older generation, and then you."

"The evil clan was born, and the evil master avatar appeared, and took charge of this artwork. Once it was born, the consequences would be unimaginable. I must stop them, let's go!"

We've had enough of kings.

Fang Lang hesitated for a moment, looked deeply at the king, said a few words, and with a tremor, his golden wings stretched out, urging the emperor, like a stream of light, to rush towards the ruins of all poison holy places.

"Cuckoo" This little beast appeared out of nowhere, jumped onto a rock, and held Sen Fanglang with a pair of small claws.

Holy!

Fang Lang picked up the little boy, threw it on his shoulder, and was about to walk forward when he suddenly noticed a familiar person in front of him out of the corner of his eyes. At first glance, she is a saint from the north, but at this moment she is covered with injuries all over her body. The half-stage instrument "Wuwei Yunxia" came out of a big hole.

Obviously!

Only when the saints of the northern kingdom resisted the prestige of the world did they use half of the body protection of the 'five flavors cloud', but this half had been worn out before, and coupled with the power to suppress the world this time, it was almost tantamount to being abolished.

It turned out that Fang Lang had no intention of saving Mrs. Beiguo, but he couldn't help thinking of the memory he had peeked at when he was fighting with Mrs. Beiguo. Among these memories is the image of a poor, rather wimpy little girl.

suddenly!

Fang Lang's heart softened a little. Although he subconsciously strangled himself not to save the saint of the North Kingdom, he still couldn't see the god of death.

"Forget it! Even if I save your bounty, we will not owe each other in the future," said the lost half-time instrument "Wu Wei Yunxia".

Fang Lang picked up the saint of the North Kingdom, and suddenly another soft and fragrant fragrance came. He couldn't help raising a few apes and horses, and his eyes glanced at him indiscriminately.

The holy woman in the coma north, as if she had fallen asleep in peace, looked very quiet, with two extraordinary faces, which even made people tremble and lost their minds for a while. Fang Lang felt the terror behind him, and quickly withdrew his thoughts. Worked hard to get out of here.

soon!

Mori Fanglang was swept to the edge of the ruins of the Mecca of all poisons.

Although the seven majesties have been destroyed, the ruins around the temple still exist, seeing the still strong lines in the prison, his face has changed.

If you don't get out of here as soon as possible, the force coming from the rear of the earth at any time will be enough to crush any living thing in the poisonous sanctuary, and even a great man may not be able to leave here alive.

"go out!"

The whole world is angry and drunk.

boom!

The incomparable sanctuary of the holy prison broke out, and the terrifying sound shook thousands of miles, and even standing outside, the great men of the eastern famine power were shocked, not to mention those who were near the master. One by one, they were stunned by the electric shock.

It's broken.

Fang Lang was surprised to find that it was the king who helped him. He looked behind, and now the world has collapsed, and the collapsed gap is like a big mouth, swallowing everything, and quickly spreading to that place. ..