World of Cultivation

The 559th Mountain Dragon Group

They have trouble with Shulong. ,

Opposite them, a group of demons stared at them with ill will, and the head of the demon was arrogant: "All of them are good to listen to, and honestly hand over half of the goods and the magic shell, let you put a living path. Which guy Don't blame the grandfather, don't blame the grandfather!"

Shulong looked at the more experienced Wilding with some incomprehensibility. Before that, he had never been to the Devil.

Wild Ling's face is not too good-looking, and the voice is low: "It is a thief. It is estimated that there is no strong ruler in this area, which is easy to cause thieves to run rampant."

"Rogues?" A bundle of dragons: "There are also thieves in the devil world?"

Ye Ling's old face is red: "A lot." Then the spirit is aroused, the tone is frenetic: "So I need my king more, only my king is on, can return to order!"

Shulong solemnly patted the shoulders of Nori: "You make a lot of sense!"

Then, Shulong slowly took out his own magic soldier and silenced him: "The glory of the adult can't be taken here, then let's take the sword for the adults!"

Most of the people who followed him this time were elites in the elite of the camp. In the past, although they had unparalleled loyalty to Zuo Mo, they did not have more ideals. But with the emergence of Wild, this fanatic has brought a huge impact to the camp.

The words of ideals and missions are tantamount to illuminating the dark world for the servants who have suffered from hardships and slaves.

They naturally think of the slaves who have a common origin but are still tragic.

Every hard worker is convinced that only the grown-up can help more slaves to get rid of their tragic fate. Because no matter where it is, as long as it is the site of Zuo Mo, there is no slavery.

Quietly, the war division, the war department, began to form their simple ideals.

The only one who has noticed this change is Xiao Niang, but Xiao Niang feels that this change is not a bad thing. On the contrary, it is a good thing. An ideal war department often has amazing combat power. Because they will be self-disciplined and self-supervised.

The opposite of the Mozu, for Shulong they actually intend to resist, I was shocked.

"Eat a bear, a leopard, and a daring! Do you know who the men are? The men are the famous mountain dragons! Hey, rebel? You want to let you know that the dogs and dogs don't stay..." The head of the demon sneer.

The dragon's eyelids were not smashed, and the whole body was deformed.

Behind him, many of the hard-working squads have turned into heavy armor, and the black hand is in the hand. The shape of a bird's beak, the dark red sickle is like drinking blood.

Shulong is very clear, his talent is ordinary, and he is far less than the talent of Xiao Niang. Therefore, whether it is the various tactical battles that Pu Yao or Wei gave them, he is meticulously finished.

Meticulous to the point of rigor!

Even the daily formations of the team have always maintained their formations, even if they are only on the way from the camp to the training ground, they are absolutely fighting.

In the long road of rushing, they still maintain a battle formation.

The standard for Pu Yao and Wei Wei to the camp is that the time to launch the battle will not exceed two. In order to be able to have more time to strain, Shuron, who feels that he lacks talent, consciously compresses this standard to one-half interest.

This is a rigorous standard that even the Pu Yao and Wei are amazed.

Such a rigorous standard is reflected at this time.

The voice of the other party has not fallen, and the black scorpion slayer has already been launched. Less than one hundred scorpions are the most cultivated content in the daily camp.

The black mist of the silk, like the arrow of the string, separates from every bitter body and gathers at the amazing speed to the dragon.

One-half interest!

The dragons wrapped in thick black fog did not stop any more, without any hesitation, the left foot slammed forward, the lunge swayed, and the black hand in front of the hand stroked!

"kill!"

The black mist wrapped in the madness madly gathered toward the black scorpion, a black black awning, whistling and flying towards each other!

"It’s so bold!" The first Mozu was shocked and angry. He didn’t think that the other party really dared to resist, and the action of Shulong was as fast as the electric light flint, until the black awns formed, they just woke up like a dream. Enraged again and again, Cangjie resisted.

Black mans are like a donkey, it's as fast as electricity!

When flying near the group of demons, the black mans that are not too good for the time, rise to a length of twenty feet!

Huge manslike!

Sweeping like a cut!

Puff puff!

The black mans touched, all flew on the spot, the flesh and blood of the dead limbs flew, and even the time to scream, annihilated in the raging anger.

The whistle gradually disappeared, and the black mang became scattered.

The broken body of the ground was broken and the wolf was unbearable. The ground that was ravaged by the black mansions was black and black.

Everyone was stunned by the scene at hand.

The team of the opposite Mozu, the middle of which lacked a large piece, the Mozu who had just stood there, one disappeared. The rest of the Mozus were all frightened and desperate. The moment the black mang flew in the air, the sky in their eyes turned into the night!

The smell of blood is like the fear that can't be contained, and it fills every inch of air. In the glorious history of the mountain dragon group, they never encountered such a terrible object.

Is this the elite of the war department?

The idiot guy also knows that this time he kicked the iron board, and the companion’s horror reminded them of the team of 100 people in front of him. How cruel!

boom!

All the thieves responded the same way, and they turned and smashed!

The Shulong, who was preparing to launch the second wave of attacks, stopped, and the weak will of the other party apparently suffered their spit.

"Mountain Dragon Group... No wonder I haven't heard it..." I don't know who swears.

The performance of the Guard Camp not only shocked the other side, but also shocked the party. The flower demons are okay, they are staying at the Suzaku Camp, which is also a metamorphosis that is completely inferior to the Guard Camp.

But Nanzhao Cangze several, and there are wild diamonds, completely stunned!

No questioning, no greetings, no waiting for the other party to finish, there is no sham, no lightning, no hesitation...

This is completely a ferocious war machine!

Ye Ling is also a knowledgeable demon. He has also seen the black scorpion, but he is so violent and so suffocating.

Sure enough, it is my king's **** iron guard!

His heart is full of admiration, and then think about his own war department, he suddenly feels inexplicable, and secretly made up his mind, after going back, must learn from Shulong adults. Such a murderous and overbearing tactic is simply a weapon! Only by becoming stronger can we contribute our own meager strength to my king's dominance!

Wild Ling is still the same, Nanzhao Cangze they naturally need not say, all of them were shocked and covered with wood.

The singer who has been swayed by the battalion has never concealed the belief that Nanxun instilled the garrison as their competitors.

So along the way, Nanxun they have been secretly observing Shulong.

They didn't think they had any surprises before, but when they were launched, they felt like a seemingly harmless beast, suddenly showing its sharp jaws, smashing all the camouflage and revealing its The true face of brutal bloody!

The shock of the whole process is almost strong, and they almost make them cold and cold in the hands and feet.

Whether it is Nanxun or Cangze, including the Ming Dynasty, their experiences are very peaceful. Compared with the hardships that have been killed from countless **** battles, they are like babies.

"It's so strong..." Cangze swallowed his mouth and was unmanned.

Ming Mingzi’s face smiled: “The adults really found us a good competitor!”

Nanxun’s face was full of fear, but she bit her lip and said, “We must work harder!”

They only understood it at this time, why the Pu Yao asked them so strict. All the previous thoughts and thoughts, in front of the tyrannical power of Shulong, they disappeared!

They didn't talk, but they made up their minds in their hearts, and they must be more diligent!

Shulong is not a smart person in itself. His reaction is naturally not so sensitive. When he sees the other side fleeing, he also closes the battle.

"Let's go, we must speed up." Shulong Shen Shen.

Nori returned to the gods and nodded again and again: "Yes, it is most important to find my king!"

The team reopened, and none of them put the confrontation that could hardly be called a battle in their hearts. They only hoped to reach the gravel world as early as possible.

However, they did not think that the place they passed was the real land of robbers.

The news that they defeated the mountain dragon group was like a small stone thrown into the lake, causing a series of embarrassment.

The palm of the right hand illuminates the blue light, glaring and illuminating the room.

The blue light is caused by the turbulent flow in the body constantly slamming the magic lines. This kind of impact is only a counterattack of power turbulence instinct, not an orderly impact.

This kind of shock exceeded the expectations of Zuo Mo, but it surprised him.

The engraved magic pattern needs to be replaced, and it also needs a process similar to awakening. Only after awakening, the connection between the magic pattern and the flesh and blood can be really tight.

The disorderly power turbulence constantly impacts the magic lines of the tens of thousands of iron shells, and the magic lines are rapidly blending with his body.

The whole process lasted for two whole hours, and the blue light gradually faded until it disappeared completely.

Zuo Mo felt that his right palm became very hard and hard enough to be unimaginable. He even felt that even if he hit the flying sword with his hand, it would be unharmed.

This makes Zuo Mo full of confidence.

What is left now is to lead the turbulence in the body to the hard palm of the hand.

This is the most crucial step!

Even with the psychological qualities of Zuo Mo, there is a rare tension.

His gaze fell on the face of the ghost, and from his perspective, he just saw the chin of the ghost. Suddenly, Momo found that the skin of A Ghost's chin was smooth and smooth like a gel, which was completely different from the hand on her face.

This sudden discovery made the tension of Zuo Mo disappear.

He laughed aloud.

After laughing, Zuo Mo, who is in a good mood, puts all distractions and emotions into a state of concentration.

--come on.