The blood and pain made Changyu Yanshan's almost boiling mood cool down a little!

Bad!

There are treasures here, and there are great dangers here.

"Ji'er, let's retreat for the time being, and then send some people to explore the secret after I notify the clan elder."

Changyu Yanshan looked up to find the whereabouts of the Blood Night Hime, but was surprised to find that she had crossed an extremely dangerous looking space debris ring and rushed further ahead.

"Clan Elder? Informing the clan elders is equivalent to giving the benefits to many people for free. ”

"Changyu Yanshan, count me away, you coward!"

Zhen Xiaoxiao provoked his nerves with a disdainful gaze that no man in the world could accept.

Then he snorted a cold breath from his nose, and he turned around and flew deeper by himself.

I can't stand the instigation, and I don't want to lose to a woman, seeing that there seems to be a wound on my body when I turn around, Changyu Yanshan gritted his teeth and continued to follow.

"It's been too long."

Although only one pillar of incense had passed, the centaurs waiting in the sand had begun to feel restless.

The old strategist who had been reminding Changyu Yanshan to be careful was not at ease, he lowered his head and didn't know what he had explained to his entourage, so he gritted his teeth and rose into the air, rushing into the eye of the storm to find the whereabouts of his young master.

Obviously, the aura fluctuation on his body is not strong, but the speed of his body is beyond everyone's imagination.

Shen Tu was surprised when he saw this, and immediately made a move to rise from the clouds. But a second before he jumped, his arm was pulled by Xiao Congee.

"Handle it cleanly."

Xiao Congee walked by Shen Tu's side, whispered four words from the corner of his mouth, and then jumped up as if he didn't know what to do, and disappeared in the eye of the wind after continuing the old strategist.

Shen Tu Weiran's fingers were as cold as ice, as if the scorching heat of the barren sand could not dispel the cold in his bones.

Although he knew that this nerd brother of Zhenxiao occasionally possessed the terrifying power that could suppress the Yuanying Cultivator, he couldn't help but tremble when he personally experienced the deterrent power he had released at that moment.

Fortunately, Zhou Zhou's killing intent was against those Beiyan monks, otherwise if he was his opponent, his heart would have been shattered by the killing intent when he spoke.

"What do you mean? Our people went to check on the situation, and you still have to send one more person to follow, can you believe it? ”

As soon as the figures of the old strategist and the little porridge disappeared, the monk of Beiyan shouted at the few people standing alone in the sand.

In their opinion, these heroines of Nanding Fire Cultivation are just cheap women on the pole, and there is no need to be polite to her entourage.

"You are paralyzed! Our boss is competing with your boss, so why do you have to send someone to check on the situation? You bastards, right? ”

The most uncontrollable thing is Yangyan, which explodes at one point!

Lying in the water on the ground, he finally knew the reason why he was called "Powder Keg".

"Shut up!"

Before Changyu Yanshan's entourage scolded back, Shen Tu Weiran put on a straight face and scolded Yang Yan loudly.

"Shut up! Zombie face, you don't care about Lao Tzu, this garbage, what kind of thing! ”

Originally, he was very unaccustomed to the style of the North Rock monk, and he didn't like the cleaning of Zhen Xiaoxiao, and Yang Yan had the urge to tear his face.

However, before he could explode on the spot, Shen Tu, who had dark eyes, had already sacrificed his spear, which swept through Yang Yan like a storm, and with a swing of the dragon spear, the head of the spear pierced the three opponents!

Suddenly, the cultivation from the foundation building skyrocketed to the late stage of enlightenment, as well as this extremely domineering shot, frightened the Beiyan monk into cardiac arrest.

"What kind of mouth do you use when you can do it?"

Shen Tu's majestic and tyrannical roar, mixed with the flying sand rolled up as he passed by, slapped indiscriminately on Yang Yan's face with a petrified expression.