Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Everyone gathered at the stairway on the second floor. They simply discussed it. I don’t know how Ye Shaoyang was upstairs. I have to go up and help him.

Because the dark clouds covered a part of the sky, the light was a little weak. Xie Yuqing took out the flashlight with his body and illuminate it. It was not for the sake of seeing the road, but to guard against the sudden rushing out of a sin.

"How did these black clouds come out, what is the role?" Zhang Xiaorui looked out the window and asked curiously.

"It must be some kind of evil, what do you do... I really don't know." Sibao also glanced at the black cloud.

Zhang Xiaorui still wants to ask what, Xie Yuqing walked in front suddenly stood up, looked up and found Xie Yuqing flashing a light on the corner of the ceiling, not moving for a long time.

At first, everyone thought it was a sinister thing. When I looked closer, I found out that it was not, but a few long things, which were fixed on the wall with tape and connected with long wires.

Because it is at the top and the corner of the ceiling, no one has noticed the existence of this thing before.

"What is this?" Zhang Xiaorui asked curiously.

At this time, on the roof, the battle continues.

The members of the Ghost Federation, and the various evils from the West, carried out a crazy fight. Although the strength of the individual is very different, there are too many opponents. The ghost-caught alliance can not be killed for a while, and it is in a struggle.

Yan Lengyu, Xiaoqing, and Xiaobai were surrounded by Prince Charles. All four of them had a real fire, and they had to kill them. It was difficult to compete for a time.

If you look at it from a distance, there is a crazy killing on the entire rooftop. All the "black spots" are moving. Only two black spots standing in the middle are not moving. They are Lyon and Ye Shaoyang.

"Ye Shaoyang, you don't know why I fight. I didn't want to kill you... but you are deceiving too much, your friend has killed my pet, I am very upset, so... for your friends, I decided to fight back. ""

Ye Shaoyang sneaked a bit in his heart. I don't know what he meant by saying this. Some of his heart was faint, and he asked: "What do you want to do!"

"Let you pay for your stupidity."

Lyon made a snap, and a vampire immediately rushed to his side, picking up something from his suit pocket, and Ye Shaoyang looked at it like a remote control.

Lyon did not return, and the raised hand made a downward pressure. The vampire rushed to reveal a cruel smile, and then pressed the remote control hard.

In the next second, Ye Shaoyang felt the vibration of the ground beneath him...

A loud noise that almost shattered the eardrum, the impact of Ye Shaoyang’s mind was blank, and there was only two words left in the whole consciousness: explosives!

After the loud noise was produced, the explosion sounded continuously for half a minute. Although there was no such impact as the first sound, the entire building was in a collapse, and the roof was cracked from the middle. It was not serious. Tilted, many of the evil things on the side slipped down.

There are also a few slips in the Ghost Federation, but these are not ghosts or demons, and they quickly climb up.

Because Ye Shaoyang stood in the middle, as the explosion fell to the ground, in addition to the roar of the ears, there was no problem at all for a moment.

Explosives...explosives...

Ye Shaoyang had only this thought left in his mind. He suddenly returned to his heart and jumped up insanely to find the entrance to the downstairs.

The explosion seems to have occurred from the lower floors, and it has little effect on the roof. It is just the smell of gunpowder rising up below, mixed with smoke and smoke, and people can't open their eyes.

Ye Shaoyang's eyes shed tears, looking for an entrance like a scorpion in a rising white ash.

Low floor... Lao Guo, Zhang Xiaorui, Ye Xiaomeng... He doesn't know who else is below, but even if it is any one, it must not be an accident.

"Hehehe..."

Looking at Ye Shaoyang's crazy look, Lyon in the air made a burst of laughter. Before the explosion, the surrounding gas field changed in an instant, disturbing his practice, and the black light enchantment that trapped Ye Shaoyang was shattered. It is.

However, this does not matter. Lyon raised a **** hand and inserted it against Ye Shaoyang's heart. Now Ye Shaoyang, the square inch chaos, like the ants on the hot pot, did not notice the dangerous imminence.

"Although I really want to play well with you, but... now it’s your turn."

Lyon opened five fingers, holding a **** light, almost inserted in the heart of Ye Shaoyang's heart. However, a huge drop of blood in the shape of a drop of water came from a distance, blocked in front of his finger, and was slammed by a finger. Broken into a **** fog, but soft like cotton candy, with a mysterious energy in the middle, holding the hand of Lyon.

There are strong!

In the heart of Lyon, he stopped the attack on Ye Shaoyang, looked up, and a hanging figure was slowly coming over.

A beautiful embroidered robe, in his twenties, looks like jade, a smile on his mouth, and walked to the place more than ten meters away from Lyon. He stood up and looked up and down Lyon.

"What kind of vampire prince are you?"

Lyon stared at him and felt extraordinary momentum from him. Intuitive judgment is definitely a strong!

"Why did Ye Shaoyang die every time someone happened to be rescued?" Lyon remembered last night and couldn't help but say.

"Wrong, I have already come, just watching, I like to watch the battle first, then participate in it."

Lyon frowned and said: "Since you have come early, why not help Ye Shaoyang and save his friends?"

"Because they are not my friends, they live and die... What do you do with me?" The splendid son shook his head gently. "Just someone told me that there is a prince here. The strength is very good. I want to come and meet for a while."

Lyon stared at his eyes and did not say anything.

"My name is Nangong Ying, the thirteenth son of King Ashura... I am also a prince."

"The prince is against the prince." Lyon nodded slightly and said, "Come on."

Before Nangong Ying saw the battle for a long time, I couldn’t hold it anymore. Now I’m no longer nonsense. Two bamboo-like hands stick out from under the sleeves, swinging in the air, and countless blood drops, constantly growing between his hands. Fly to Lyon.

Lyon doesn't know what the so-called Ashura is. It is also the first time to see such a strange attack, but it is the same. Any process of fighting, the main competition is to cultivate strength, and now spread your hands and release There are countless black lights, forming a black hole-like vortex, and hit the blood drops of Nangong Ying.

Finally, the dust settled and Ye Shaoyang found the entrance.