Lei Guo also wanted to activate his own runic nuclear immortal soldiers, but Wu Luo waved his hand: "It's okay, let's go." Lei Guo hesitated a little, but still faithfully carried out Wu Luo's order and rushed in.

After running for a hundred feet, the thick fire yuan immortal qi in the ground did not react at all, Lei Guo was extremely excited, volleyed a heel, and then ran towards the three-layer divine fire bead.

Wu Luo pursed his lips and scolded with a smile: "This little rabbit cub actually doesn't believe me." ”

Yehui grinned rarely, and a white tooth appeared on his dark face: "This kid is going down with the mentality of sacrificing his life for righteousness......"

Lei Guo picked up the beads, and Wu Luo put them away without saying much.

It's like those six iron hearts, this three-ring divine fire bead, Wu Luo is planning to give Lei Guo, strengthen the defense of his radiant heavy armor, and at the same time use the power of the three-ring divine fire bead to add a small ambush to passively fight back on the radiant heavy armor.

However, he wouldn't tell Nightglow about them until it was truly realized, and it wasn't his style to make such empty promises.

Everyone flew over the second place, and Wu Luo had actually been secretly watching one by one to come to this dragon tomb, and the blue butterfly mark seemed to be extremely active.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for him to feel that the Blue Butterfly Imprint sent a second stream of thoughts: the Dragon Breath Divine Fire Bead, the Four-Rank Spirit Treasure.

This thing turned out to be more precious than the previous stone figurines and iron hearts, and Wu Luo was also a little surprised.

Because of the preparation this time, Wu Luo did not have anything unusual in the process of moving forward. This time, everyone walked forward for a thousand feet or so before they saw the third place.

This place is the largest in area, and at a glance, it feels like there is no end in sight.

And here, it has become a small independent world.

The ground was a patch of withered sand, and overhead, a huge dome was embedded with night pearls, like a sky full of stars.

And in this small world, the most eye-catching thing is undoubtedly the nine huge towers on the ground. When Wu Luo saw these towers, his face couldn't help but change: these towers were very similar to the blood towers in Wu Luo's Mingtang Palace!

These nine towers are clearly modeled after the style of the bloody giant tower.

At this point, Wu Luo was almost certain that the immortal dragon buried here was by no means ordinary, it deliberately buried itself here, just afraid that there was a deeper secret behind it, and now everyone didn't know it.

But along the way, there were many visions, and Wu Luo was also a little confused.

The biggest difference between these nine towers and Wuluo's Blood Sè Giant Tower is that at the top of these nine towers, there is a dazzling thunderbolt.

The power of thunder is originally violent and difficult to control, so the power of thunder immortal art is often the largest among immortal arts of the same level.

However, these nine thunder lights were so quietly dormant at the top of the tower, not like when some spells condensed thunder energy, the lightning and light were scurrying and crackling.

Wu Luo turned his face to the side, and sure enough, he saw Zhao Xiaoxiao standing on his right side looking at the nine towers with a stupid expression, he couldn't help but shake his head, and said secretly, forget it, take it or give it to her.

Although he was a little dissatisfied with Zhao Xiaoxiao before, after all, this girl was still one of his original teams.

Everyone stood outside the ground, Ling Hu moved for a moment, and slowly opened his eyes. Yellowthroat was overjoyed: "Fourth master, you are awake." Ling Hugui stretched out his hand and went to his waist, the mō one by one nuclear immortal soldier was too valuable, not to mention that it was still his natal immortal treasure?

Huang Yu understood what he meant, and handed over the three deformed daggers with a bitter face: "Fourth Master, here, you can't use it, if it weren't for Master Liang, you, you can flail..."

These three daggers were picked up by Yellowthroat when he was last on the ground.

Ling Hugui saw the three deformed rune immortal soldiers, his face changed, and he put away the three daggers with a long sigh and said no more.

This runic nuclear immortal soldier took most of his efforts, and he used almost all the power he could use to get his hands on it. I didn't expect it to be ruined here on impulse.

Yellowthroat wanted to say something, but was stopped by Liang Moyu's fierce gaze.

It's Ling Hugui, smash it, smash it, smash it, "What did I eat?" Why do I think it tastes good in my mouth, and" "Why is the immortal qi in my body so abundant?"

Yellowthroat looked at Liang Moyu, who snorted coldly, didn't say a word, and strode into the ground.

"This ......"

As soon as Liang Moyu entered, the nine giant towers had a sense, and the three towers closest to Liang Moyu neatly let out a earth-shattering thunderclap, and the ground shook for a while. Three huge thunderbolts shot straight towards Liang Moyu from the thunderball on the top of the tower.

Liang Moyu took out the silver sè short stick, and it took three consecutive sticks to disperse the thunder. However, looking at his expression, it was far from being as relaxed as in the first place.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Thunder again and again, under the bombardment of thunder, Liang Moyu had to flash and move, the short stick couldn't cope with it, and took out a bronze mirror only the size of a palm, which was actually a fairy treasure on a product, and released the green méngméng rice mang, protecting the body, so that he was not injured.

Everyone has endless treasures about him, and they are used to it except for jealousy and numbness.

Ling Hugui looked worried, and Yellow Throat didn't know what to say.

Linghu Xiaoxiao didn't know when, he came to Zhao Xiaoxiao's side, the fox was violent, shrunk his neck and put a pair of small hands to his mouth, and whispered next to Zhao Xiaoxiao's ear: "A pair of men are tender, but one is arrogant and one is ashamed, interesting and interesting......"

Zhao Xiaoxiao shuddered, glanced back at her, and subconsciously moved into the distance.

Linghu Xiaoxiao didn't feel it herself, when she said this kind of "taboo" topic, she was so close to Zhao Xiaoxiao, and it was a little too intimate.

Everyone was looking at Liang Moyu in the ground, but Yehui was always by Wu Luo's side.

Yehui glanced at the people behind her, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth: a group of guys who thought they were smart, but were actually extremely stupid. Can't you see that it is our master who can really lead everyone into the Dragon Tomb!

Yehui's background is destined to look at problems from a different angle than others.

He focuses only on results.

In the training camp, no matter what means you use, to survive is to win, and to live is the most important result.

Focusing only on the results can be one-sided, but it can also help you avoid the misleading "blindness" caused by complex changes in the process.

Since entering the Dragon Tomb, everyone has pinned their hopes on Liang Moyu, or rather, since the formation of this team, the backer in everyone's minds is Liang Moyu.

But in fact, every time a problem is encountered that cannot be solved, it is Wu Luo who solves it.

Yehui doesn't care if Wu Luo is a mortal body or not, whether he has no strength: he only looks at the results. His own master is the real core of this team!

Wu Luo had already discovered something, and with a flick of his hand, the dust and dirt on the ground outside the cave entrance were swept aside, and the stone slabs that were hidden underneath were removed.

His move attracted everyone's attention. Huang Yu and the others were puzzled: "Sir, you are ......" This situation looks like Liang Moyu is fighting for everyone, but Wu Luo doesn't know what to do again. Although Yellowthroat and Ling Hugui are not easy to blame, they always feel that it is not good to do so.

Ye Hui said coldly and arrogantly: "My master has his own measure, and he is better than those of you who can only stand by and watch!"

Wu Luo didn't speak, but looked at the stone slabs.

The slate is square, neatly arranged in pieces. The slate is carved with some very light patterns, which are almost indistinguishable over time.

He looked at it carefully for a long time before he determined the meaning of these stone slabs, and then secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said in his heart that it was me, and it was really impossible to change to someone else.

He auctioned four dragon spirit inscriptions on four stone slabs in a row. The light of the spirit text flashed, and it was absorbed by the four stone slabs. But that's just the beginning.

The four stone slabs sank with a clatter. And one of the four stone slabs rose silently.

At this moment, Ling Hugui let out an exclamation, Wu Luo didn't need to look at it, he knew that Liang Moyu's situation was not good, just now a thunderbolt almost hit Liang Moyu, if it wasn't for the bronze mirror blocking it at the last moment, maybe Liang Moyu would have become a charcoal burning immortal.

Wu Luo said lightly: "Let him hold on, I guess, it won't be fast." ”

What he said was clueless, and everyone was inexplicable. Ling Hugui was a little anxious: "Sir, do you have a way? If you have a way, think about it quickly, I think, he is afraid that he will not be able to hold on." ”

Liang Moyu had difficulty riding a tiger, and now he couldn't get out if he wanted to, and he was trapped in it by the thunder of the nine towers.

It's just that after Ling Hugui learned about Wu Luo's ability, he offended him for the first time, for the sake of another person.

Wu Luo is not annoyed but happy, such a person is not a guy with a wolf's heart and lungs. He smiled slightly: "I've said it all, it's not fast, you let him tǐng live." But don't worry, this guy has a lot of treasures, and he hasn't reached the point of life yet, otherwise he will definitely not feel sorry for the ...... of those things. ”

Liang Moyu, who was in the middle of the ground, saw that he couldn't dodge a thunderbolt, and threw out a jade seal with a strange scream.

The jade seal took off into the air and turned into the size of a small mountain, and the thunder blasted the jade seal to pieces, but Liang Moyu escaped. He probably heard Wu Luo's words, and shouted angrily: "Wu Luo, can you hurry up, I really can't hold on."

If I'm done, won't you be empty?"

Wu Luo got serious and reached for the stone slab that rose in the center.

The palm of his hand was "shrouded in a pale gold sè."

(Yesterday I made a bet with a couple of authors that I bought Spain and they all bought Italy.) I thought I could earn a vote, but Mu thought that Prandley was so awesome...... ）！。