Maybe today, you will smile and say
You’re so confident in your blue sky dragon tactic that Moro corners of the mouth a curl of way
Not confidence in the blue sky dragon tactic, but confidence in Lin Dong.
I hope so. I’d also like to see if this little one can set a new record for the heart lotus.
Then wait and see.
Tang Xinlian listened to the conversation between the two people, and looked at the thin figure sitting on the stone stage. There was some curiosity in the depths of her eyes. She also wanted to see if this seemingly ordinary young man who repeatedly worked miracles in the ordinary would be shocking again.
Rumble
With the passage of time, the dead spirit pool is no longer the most silent, and the pool water surges up, and the black dragons gather together, and then the figure is washed away on the stone platform with more and more horror.
However, in the face of the dead, the figure wrapped in green light in the stone stage is gradually stabilized. The green light of the rock seems weak, but it has not been completely overturned
Forty, now is the severe Moro light way.
Moro sound just fell and saw that the dead inflammatory spirit pool suddenly swelled up wildly. A black dragon, which was several times larger than before, slowly rose up. The black dragon’s eyes turned out to be dark red S, and a pair of blood pupils were creepy.
It’s really bad. A lot of pheasants’ eyes are also crossed with a surprise and nodded gently.
roar
The huge black dragon roared in the sky for a moment, and it was already carrying a surge of dead air, and finally it severely impacted the forest body.
Suddenly, Nalin’s face was twisted together, and the skin on his body surface quickly showed a kind of gray decay, but soon his throat was also a deep roar and blue light surging to protect his body.
Two beams of light are woven fiercely, but no one can get the wind
bang
Lin’s eyes were suddenly sharp. He actually grabbed the black dragon’s head and then the green light surged and burst. The black dragon’s thick dead air rushed into his body along his palm.
recur
Lin’s palm trembled slightly, but his eyes were more and more hot and stubborn.
roar
As if in response to his drinking to death, Yan Lingchi continued to roll, and the black dragons gathered and rushed to the forest.
Bang bang bang.
A deep voice echoed in the open pool, and Moro looked at the black dragon colliding with each other and trembling, but it never fell, and his eyes gradually became dignified.
The forty-seventh way.
Tang Xinlian whispered that her voice was a little shaky. She had experienced this kind of scene, but she knew how painful it was to be in it. At the beginning, she was at the limit when she experienced the 47th Road, not because she had been prepared in advance, but because she had been defeated here.
crash
The pool is completely turbulent at this time. Two huge black S swirls are actually formed at the same time, and then they are directly plundered and torn. The black dragon is mixed with majestic and extremely dead. It is a very shocking gesture and severely impacts the forest body.
The surging black S is as dead as the waves, and the collision place is swept to that kind of impact. Even if the dead Xuan is hit by Dacheng, it will be sad.
Moro three people looked at the place where the dead was the most intense. After a long time, the dead gradually faded, and a figure of severe cough came into their sight now.
At this time, Lin’s gray body is all made of a kind of jng pure dead gasification in the part where the black S viscous body adheres to his skin.
cough
Lin moved violently coughing up blood and spitting it out from his mouth turned out to be a dark S Ze, who was obviously hurt.
This is really something.
Moro breathed a sigh of relief. Although Lin moved in this state, it looked a little miserable, but it is hard to imagine that he actually resisted the forty-nine dead washes.
So be it
With a wave of his hand, Moro’s sleeve robe closed the inflammatory pool. Instead, when his voice just fell, the young figure on the stone stage was a little difficult to stretch his arm, and then in Tang Xinlian, his eyes became slightly hoarse.
Also a unfinished chapter one thousand and thirty-seven the last line.
Chapter one thousand and thirty-seven Also together
When the hoarse voice came from the stone stage, the face s of Moro Tang Xinlian changed slightly, and only the pheasant smiled as if it were not unexpected.
Up to now, Lin Dong’s dead pool has never been washed away by 50 lifeless paths, and that last path is far from what it used to be. Once you fail, no matter how strong you are, you will be corroded by lifeless paths.
Shi Tai Lin moved his palm. At this time, his skin was gray due to the erosion of the dead air. He seemed to be enduring great pain, so he didn’t say anything. The slightly swinging palm revealed some stubbornness that would not give up.
There is nothing in the world for no reason. If you want to be stronger than others, you need to pay the risk of others’ hard work. This is clearly known when Lin Dong just came from the Great Inflammation Dynasty.