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Gold warfare!

It is not a minority who sees this. It is the best jinghua master in Tai'an City. Who is not well-informed? But no one thought of it was Miao Jun. Suddenly, people remembered the gambling of laughing Mogo and Miao Jun before. Before everyone knew that Miao was defeated by the hand of Momo, many people even witnessed the battle, but no one thought that Miao Jun turned out to be a golden warrior.

Many people are annoyed, knowing that in this Luàn world, a golden warfare will be much more valuable than a master.

However, many people have a thoughtful expression, they suddenly found out that laughing Mog has both a master and a fierce! Others are pondering. Didn’t laugh at Momo when he discovered the Miaojun gold warfare?

The fierce battle, and soon let everyone press the doubts in the heart, the eyes re-entered the battlefield.

The battle at the moment is closely related to them.

Wild's fog hand position shrouded the entire midfield. With the help of the magical tires, Ye Ling successfully cultivated into a magic body. If the ash camp of his majesty is here, the combat power will inevitably rise several times at this time. At present, such a large-scale use is just a helpless move.

But the fog gave the best cover for the middle.

This includes the location of the bundle dragon.

The dragon camp of Shulong is only a hundred people. However, these hundreds of people have suddenly increased a lot more than their previous strength. Shulong also refines the magical tires, and the backbone of Awen and Nanxun is even more powerful.

However, after they "killed" in Shulong, they seemed to be buried in the water, and they were silent.

The opponent's several bo attacks did not fall into the fog, and did not cause any bo澜.

The camp under the fog is like a bottomless black dong that can swallow everything.

The face of the Ming dynasty was condensed. At this time, they took advantage of the strength of the army. They were not afraid to laugh at Mogo and they resisted, but they were most afraid of ambushes and traps.

A few bo attacks, such as mud cows into the sea, did not react, **** fog, so that they can not see what happened inside.

The old butcher hesitated, and quickly made a decision, rushing!

He knows very well about Minghui. Don't look at Minghui to be quite laissez-faire to them, but at such a critical time, if they don't die, Minghui will never wrinkle them and execute them.

However, Lao Tuo Xingzi was cautious, not as violent as a violent bear. He saw only one hundred demon soldiers, and slammed away from the team, and suddenly rushed toward the fog.

The old Tuo’s eyes were calm, even if the hundred magic soldiers were his jing Rui, but he did not move.

He stared at the fog, waiting for his hands to enter the fog.

The remaining nine hundred people are waiting for suffocation. {飘天文学网.首发发}

One hundred magic soldiers roared and frantically rushed to the fog. Their faces were distorted, despair, madness, bloodthirsty hun, and their eyes were red.

However, the rush of a hundred people, but it gave birth to a tragic atmosphere, suffocating.

The fog is still a strange calm.

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The strange and sullen green s knives, such as the same phoenix rain, screaming at the sharp whistling sound of the ear, slammed into the war of Dahong.

Puff puff!

Countless blood huā blooms in the air, sharp knife awns, easy to dong wear the body of the Ming 匪 magic soldiers.

The screams are endless, and the seventy or eighty figures are out of control and fall.

Dahong’s warfare was suddenly bitten and missing.

A green mangled from the face of Dahong, with a small red blood mark, his face sèyin sinking like water, the other party is even more powerful than he imagined!

The gold warrior, it really is a golden war!

This hand is better than him. The first bo attack of both sides was launched at the same time, but the second bo attack of the other party was so fast that they couldn’t respond to it at all. His men couldn’t resist and dodge directly, and they were directly hit. !

In addition to the individual because of the profound magic, and blocked the next hit, the other magic soldiers who were hit, almost all died on the spot.

The strength of the opponent in the war is far more than him!

Minghui’s eyes swayed in the distance, and the strong resistance and strength of these people in front of them exceeded their expectations. The hand of Miao Junlu, the face of the Ming dynasty, the Ming dynasty gaze has become dignified, there is only one idea in the hearts of the people, fortunately this person has not many people in the war!

If this golden warrior has two or three thousand people, then the loss will be big.

But fortunately, everyone just saw it very clearly, and Miao Jun was only seven or eight hundred people.

Qiaofu is difficult to be without rice, the golden war will be even more powerful, and there is no warfare in the battlefield. The threat is much smaller.

"Ghost three, you go to help Dahong." Ming Yuwei did not hesitate, ordered on the spot.

"Yes!" A man with a yin cold face was on the list.

At this time, everyone was relieved at the bottom of their hearts. Minghui’s face was slightly stunned. He said: “Dahong is a pioneering material. Personal Wuyong has nothing to say. The warfare is still a bit worse. If you encounter such a master, you will lose some money. normal."

Others heard the words, and the face sè also slowed down.

They were also a little scared by the laughter of Mog's endless huā, and the confidence was unconsciously damaged. They did not respond until Minghui’s words.

Yes, the other party huā is more, but there is no war department in the hand, there will be no soldiers, and they will struggle.

"Yes! Let them be more huā-like, we will be overwhelmed by the army, and everything will become a powder!" one of his men shouted.

The faces of the people were greatly relaxed, and they all agreed to nod.

At this time, suddenly, the screams in the fog continued, and the movements of the people were stiff.

In the end, the power of one person, the hand of the wild diamonds, under the rush of the old butcher, can no longer be maintained, crashing, the scene in the fog, presented in front of everyone.

However, everyone was shocked by this scene!

Numerous broken arm stumps, scattered around the middle array, Shulong's team, posing a weird battle array, I do not know when, they are surrounded by many pillars carved strange patterns.

The old slaughter like crazy, constantly rushing to the battle, but this battle consists of more than a hundred people, but like a blood rou grinding disc, and more people, rushing in will be smashed.

From time to time, the blood mist that bursts in the air spills on the ground.

At the foot of the Dragon War, the blood flows into the river, and the soil is stained with blood. The **** smell of the nose is filled with the broken debris of the ground. It is like Shura Hell!

The old slaughter was mad, and he was like a lifeless one, constantly slamming the opponents!

However, the other side of the battlefield is stable and rock-solid, firmly tied to the ground.

Ming Yuwei’s face really changed, and the voice was exclaimed: “The magic winch!”

She stayed, and that look as if she couldn't believe her eyes, and she was full of sorrow! But she was extraordinary, and soon reacted, and drunk: "Black Wolf, you support the old butcher!"

"Yes!" A **** sè indifferent man led the life.

Ming Yuwei suddenly bit his teeth and looked up. He said, "Big brother, let's fight!"

She has an ominous premonition.

Minghui’s glimpse, the situation is still unclear, and the endless stream of huā also makes him feel a little worried. His intention is to let the hand go down and try again, and then take it one by one.

But in the end, he is a male figure, knowing that his sister said this, it must be at a critical time. He knows that he is commanding the battle, far less than his sister, and he is also listening to his sister on weekdays.

At this time, I heard the words, my eyes stunned, flashed a trace of killing, nodded without hesitation, sinking: "Prepare to fight!"

Everyone has a heart in mind, and they are dying!

At this time, suddenly, the offensives of Shulong and Miaojun were steep, and in an instant, they actually suppressed the number of people who were twice as many as they were!

The Ming dynasty will all be ignorant, full of face and unbelief, the other side huā like more, the means are even more powerful, and it is impossible to do this!

Ming Yuwei responded the fastest: "Be careful, they have to escape!"

Sure enough, I saw that the middle line did not care, and rushed toward a crowd.

They want to escape with hunluàn!

Minghui mouth floated a sneer, screaming and screaming: "kill!"

The Ming dynasty crashed, and all accelerated, such as the same flood, the momentum of the thunder, and laughed at Momo and others!

The speed of both sides is extremely high, Minghui is full of war, and only Momo is in his eyes!

His gaze, staring at the smile on the back of Mogo, the shape of the dragon claws, against the dragon claws! Starting today, the reverse dragon claw is his Minghui thing!

As soon as he was concerned, his body was hot and his eyes were getting more and more blazing.

The speed of laughing at Mogo and others is also extremely fast, and it is necessary to rush into the crowd.

Want to escape?

Minghui mouth corners out of a cold smile, a crowd of people along the way, he did not see, his eyes firmly locked to smile Moo! Alum completely ignored the crowd passing by.

Laughing Mogo and others were significantly affected by the speed of several princesses, and the distance between the two sides continued to narrow.

The alum of the blast, with the momentum that can destroy everything, rushed to laugh at Mogo and others.

Every warrior has no strength at this time. Their eyes are full of excitement, their intentions are tumbling, and the attack in their hands is ready to go. As long as the distance between the two sides is closer, their attacks will be like raindrops. Mogo and others are drowning!

Under such an attack, no one can survive!

Laughing Mogo and others have entered their biggest attack range, but Minghui did not order an attack. He tiǎn chun, like a sly wolf, waiting for a fatal blow.

A little closer, as long as they are closer, their attacks will be able to cover all of them!

At this time, suddenly a vast expanse of cold and cold, like the sudden out of the ground, the coldness of the ground, shrouded them!

This stock is extremely sudden and there is no warning. Killing the ice is extremely cold, only for a moment, the alums suddenly found that they have a layer of faint frost.

Enemy!

Minghui’s brain slammed.

"Kill!" The cold voice seemed to be full of strange powers, and everyone's heart jerked.

The voice did not fall, the loss of bondage, such as the volcanic volcano, swept from their feet.

The next scene, let them fly away!