World of Cultivation

The sacred hatred of the thirty-first festival

Shulong patrolled the battalion and saw that everyone was practicing hard, and could not help but show a certain satisfaction. He knows that their talents are poor, and that only the hard work can make up for the insufficiency.

The battalions are all slaves, experienced countless sufferings, temperament, and rare and rare opportunities. No one is lazy in private. The dragon is the oldest and the temperament is the most stable. However, no matter what the requirements of the Pu Yao, no matter how harsh, they will try their best to urge everyone to complete.

In a few months, the campers digested the benefits of the last breakthrough and the overall strength went up to a new level. The black armor on each person is more refined and the shape changes quietly. The black armor of different people has subtle differences, some people are rough in style, and some people are slim and symmetrical. For example, some people are infinitely talented, while others are sensitive and quick. After the initial stages of cultivation, they begin to develop in different directions.

This is the inevitable result of cultivation to the mid-term stage. Any kind of law, or magic work, will be like this.

Shulong is close to the water platform, and he has the most chance to be pointed by Pu Yao. His strength is in the entire camp, and no one can stand out. Although there is no comparison with the masters of Tianfeng Qu, but privately, everyone is speculating that although the strength of Shulong did not reach the realm of Xie Shan Ma Fan, but it should not be far from Green Lei Peng.

Everyone underestimated him.

The magical power is sinister, and if you are a little careless, you will be screaming and screaming. However, if it is possible to cross the past and enter the country, it is far from being able to compare the spirits of the repairers with the spirits of the demon. Shulong’s life is bumpy and suffering, and the experience of these sufferings is like fertilizer for the hard work of “Bitterness”. The path of cultivation is a matter of course.

Although he is urging everyone to cultivate meticulously, the temperament is mild and does not like fighting. The cultivation of magical powers has restored him to a young age, but his character has not changed. The unique glory of the middle-aged people is reflected in him.

The station of the Guard Camp has a narrow moon shape that almost protects the entire camp.

Suddenly, a beam of light flashed through the dragon's eye, and a gesture was made to the camper next to him. He immediately walked outside the camp, and the camp was a dense jungle. His ears were amazing, and there was movement in the jungle. It seems that many people are approaching here.

Dozens of camp guards close to him are behind him.

The vigilance of the campers was not tense, they were calm, and they experienced the battle of Jinwucheng. Especially in such a difficult battle, their progress was obvious.

The voices coming from the jungle are getting clearer and clearer. This time, not only can the dragons be able to hear them, but other campers can also detect them. Everyone's eyes are on the jungle, waiting for the emergence of uninvited guests.

Hey, a **** man got in through the jungle.

Shulong had some accidents, but when he saw the person's face, the pupil suddenly shrank.

"Awen!"

The camp guards around him saw the people coming and couldn’t help but exclaim.

The person who was covered in blood heard the exclamation here, his body trembled, and he looked up a little.

"Awen, my God, is it really you?"

"Awen, you are still alive!"

Everyone was very excited. They all recognized the boy who was covered in blood. The youngsters were confused. The group of people wearing black armor, although they didn't know, gave him a familiar feeling.

"Will the old, Tianmu, take Awen to the back, other people, ready to meet the enemy!" Shulong sound calm, methodical, handsome face is not shocked, only the depths of the eye, flashing a slap in the face .

When the teenager heard the name "Tianmu", he was shocked. He looked up at the black armor who appeared in front of him: "Tianmu, Tianmu Big Brother?"

Timberland grinned, but with a sort of murderous: "Little Arabic, who bullied you, big brother to help you beat them!"

The familiar voice and tone made the teenager convinced that the strange big man in front of him was really the big brother of Tianmu. The young and exhausted teenager was fainted in the arms of Tianmu.

No one spoke, but a sigh of darkness, drilled out from the black armor of the people, wrapped around their legs, elbows, wrists, and looked at the horror of Awen. Everyone felt like a group of fire burning.

Only Shulong, not moving, there is no killing.

A slap in the face, a group of female practitioners rushed out of the jungle, and at the same time, a group of women in the sky plundered.

The leader of this group of women saw a group of people in Shulong, and they showed vigilance in their eyes. But when they saw Arvin in the arms of Tianmu, they flashed a sigh of color in their eyes and said coldly: "Who is you, why did you take it away?" Is the door escaping slavery?"

When I saw this woman, the killing intentions in Shulong’s heart could no longer be restrained. Countless black gas, like a flame, suddenly burst out of his body and shrouded the whole body.

He recognized this face!

Bai Rufen, the woman who was in charge of the slavery, was the most violent temper. When she was slightly unsatisfactory, she took the slaves out of her arms. The companions around Shulong died in her hands, no less than fifty.

"kill!"

The cold voice of Shulong disappeared into the air, and his figure disappeared into place.

The female disciples of Baihua League did not expect that the other party would not even call and directly touch. Unpredictable, suddenly fell to the bottom.

Not only Shulong, but also other camp guards, they also recognized the origins of the opposite women repairers, all eyes red, murderous.

The bunch of dragons appeared in the side of Bai Rufen, like a ghost, the right hand was slanting, a black awn, like a blade, slashing toward the white neck of the white snow, while at the same time, his toes flew out of the black air, quietly facing each other. The right leg is rolled up.

Bai Rufen's flower eclipse, the other party's shot, is deadly killing, there is no room for mercy. In the middle of the emperor, the flying sword in her hand flew out a few white plum blossom swordsman, guarding in front of her.

I know that the other party is too fast, and even hit the sword. Bai Rufen had a happy heart. When she saw the plum blossoms stalking through the other body, her face was white.

Not good, it is the afterimage!

She had a terrible pain at her feet. She couldn’t even make a scream. She had a pain in her neck and suddenly turned around. Then she saw a headless body, constantly squirting blood.

The screams are endless, and where did the female practitioners of Baihuameng experience such **** killings on weekdays? In horror, he lost his life.

In the blink of an eye, the corpse is everywhere!

The hundred flower cultivators in the sky, all face pale, many people screamed out of control, escaping like crazy.

Shulong looked up at the sky and picked up a stone from the ground. The whole person leaned back like a bow and threw the stone.

Hey!

The screaming whistling sound suddenly sounded, and the stone hole pierced through a female repair, passing through the chest and raising the blood.

The woman was too scared and even forgot to provoke the armor.

The stone of the dragon is scared to make others more desperate to escape.

Shulong drank the companion who was ready to catch up. "The hardship" is powerful, but it also has shortcomings, that is, not good at flying. This weakness will continue until they reach a high level.

Back to the camp, the first thing about Shulong was to report this to the left. He knows that this matter is very important. This time, it is a miserable crime against the Baihua League. It is very likely to lead to a war with the Baihua League.

After listening to the report of Shulong, Zuo Mo did not blame, but asked: "Is there still alive?"

A bundle of dragons: "There is one."

“I’m going to find out where the Baihua League is.” Zuo Mo’s look is awe-inspiring: “Be the first to be strong, you can’t give them time. Otherwise, we are in danger.”

Shulong was shocked. He thought that the boss would blame them. He did not expect that the boss not only did not blame them, but immediately decided to take the initiative. He licked his lips and immediately turned and left.

Gongsun’s head shook his head: “This is a big problem.”

So many of them appeared in Mingshui City, and the local forces in Mingshui City were very wary of them. Now there is a conflict with the Baihua League, and the situation is quite unfavorable to them.

"Nothing, as long as we don't give them time, we can quickly leave before we can react." Zuo Mo did not care.

"You don't blame them?" Gongsun was curious to ask, the brothers today are somewhat unexpected.

"No wonder." Zuo Mo shook his head and taken it for granted: "The Shulong are the people of ours. They and the Huahua League are bloody, who are we helping? Of course, help the dragon. Besides this, the wrong thing is not the Shulong." Change it to me, definitely kill the Hundred Flowers League. But, hey, it’s not too late!”

The camp started to operate quickly, no one was alarmed, and even the repairers of the refining department were calm and calm. At the beginning of the stationing, everyone knew that it was only a temporary place. Most of the things were on the slave ship, and they did not move down, saving a lot of effort.

At one hour, everyone was on board the slave ship.

Five slave ships slowly rose to the sky and flew southeast of Mingshuicheng.

Their great movement naturally stunned the eyeliner of the local forces, and Zuo Mo did not intend to pass them. His idea was simple, the fastest speed, solve the battle! The hatred between them and the Baihua League cannot be resolved. And like the Baihuameng, the forces that are intertwined in the local area, once they give them enough time, the power they can launch will be quite terrible.

For other forces, they are outsiders.

Zuo Mo showed a leader's decisive decision. He did not hesitate and immediately decided to take the initiative to attack the Baihua League.

Su Yue face Shen Rushui heard the following report, she did not expect anyway, this mysterious force would be so arrogant. Even if you don’t have the opportunity to give them a chance, it’s like having a deep hatred with them.

She couldn't guess, the entire camp, all of them were slaves who were transported to the hills.

The two sides have reached such a point that there is no room for peace talks.

For this mysterious team, although she is very jealous, she is not afraid. As one of the major forces in Tianshui, Baihua League is so contemptuous.

“How many elders are there in the door?” She turned her face and asked her disciples.

"Wang Elder, Mei Elder and Xiao Elder are there." The disciple immediately replied.

Su Yue’s heart is big: "Please ask them to come to the matter, please go and ask for it."