Douluo, please call me the dean

Ningfeng is a teacher who is a Xueqing River, which is the same, and the snow Qinghe worships the same thing as the same as the teacher, and the two are complementary, and it is also the default relationship.

Although there is a teacher and student, there is no teacher and students!

So when the snow Qing River was dropped, I didn't know. Later, I was also abandoned by the snowy night that was about to die, and the white white was cheaper.

Tang San also did not teach an avalanche, but he became an emperor and became the Blue King of the Tiangou Empire.

Although Tang San doesn't care about these things, this gap can be ... compared to the former Ningfeng, this gap can be ...

Ok? !

Wang Jian suddenly woke up, and Wang Jian was watching the surroundings.

In the distance, Tiandu City's highly majestic wall is quietly standing, where is the lively red dust, which is firmly imprisoned.

This is completely two worlds that are completely compared to our dark wilderness!

but!

"Why do I go here ?!"

Wang Jian's eyes are ulterior, and the fierce look begins to sweep the land around each inch.

Subsequently, he said that his property panel seems to have a buff.

"Spiritual guidance: You have already brought spiritual guidance, during this time, you will feel embarrassed, and even an illusion."

Seeing this, Wang Jian quickly looked at the system map and found himself stand outside the city of Tianou City, and in his 100 meters away from him, it seems to follow.

That is to say, he is now reality, but he has just experienced an illusion.

who is it? Is it Ningfeng caused?

No, it is impossible, Ningfeng causes although it is a huge, it is not an absolute good person, but if you want to kill him, don't have to be so much survey!

Also, the people behind Wang Sword seem to find that Wang Jian has been separated from the spiritual guidance and quickly blowing a whistle.

Among the jungles in front, there are three figure to fly out to him.

[Laters, Wu Sou: Iron Thorns, Soul Power: Fifty-II!

[Laters II, Wu Sou: Bai Bang Long Whip, Soul Power: Fifty-six!

[Laters three, Wuhun: Fang Tianjing, soul: 63!

Wang Jianlun, the pupil, the heart tremble!

Soul Emperor? !

Who is it to fight him here, but also dispatched this powerful power!

There is still a thin, but the absolute powerful spirit of the spirit, but he has already retired!

Wang Jian stared from the enemy of the attack, and the eyes bloom in the eyes.

"Tao Li Fanghua!"

He did not hesitate to show his fifth soul technology, and the square is a few meters, and a strain Li Toyprude tree trao is blocked. In this ice and snow, the northern country is blooming, and the floral fluttering.

"Ok?!"

Some people in ambushed people have spoken, but the soul of the soul is the highest.

"catch him!"

Several people drilled into the forest and stunned.

I saw the forest in the forest, the pink peach blossom, the white Lihua, the red apricot flower, such as the rain, the sky, the sky is high, the mood is high.

"heads up!"

The Soul Emperor headed quickly came back to God, and walked to the surrounded by the surrounded.

In this flower forest, he actually felt a dangerous danger!

The forest is quiet and empty, but I didn't see Wang Jian's figure.

"Old name, go out, no!"

Outside the forest, the spirit of the spirit of the spirit is the soul of the soul: "No!"

"Destroy these flower trees, forced him!"

The soul of the emperor sounded, and suddenly, the two soul kings beside the side began to destroy the trees around them.

A corner of the flower forest, Wang Jian frowned to look at this, and the eyes were squatted.

"!"

The white bones were pulled over the air. After the sharp blank sound sounded, he slammed into a plum tree.

White flowers are like gentle snow, this beautiful and charming scenery is no more appreciation.

A flash, the white plum flowers falling down seems to be in half of the air, and the time will stop rotating at this moment.

The three ambushers who broke into the flower forest suddenly stopped the movements in their hands, be vigilant.

"!!!"

The whole flower forest has changed, the petals on the countless flowers are discrete, and the flap begins to float, the wind blows flowers ...

Chapter 212

Endless petals emerge from the various corners of the flower forest, as the whistling wind is gathered, constantly hovering, rising!

Pink, red, white three colors of petals intertwined, the whole flower forest became idle, only various petals hover around, and shrouded them inside.

"Lao Wang, have you feel that your soul is lapse ?!"

Suddenly, some people in the two soul kings asked to the soul of the head.

The Soul Emperor won the words quickly, then the face became bigger, and looked at the dragon roll around them, his eyes were squintted, and the eyes said: "This should be his soul technology, something is a bit!"

"We broke through one direction!"

"Great!"

The three began to work together and broke through the same direction.

"Thorns crack!"

"Bone bone storm!"

"Heaven!"

Three people use soul skills while starting to bombard the side of the floral roll.

Brown, white, black three-colored rays simultaneously attack, slamming on one side of the flower dragon, and the end of the unfavorable flower dragon began to shake.

In the face of two soul kings and a common attack, Wang Jian's fifth soul technology clearly can't support it.

but!

The Wang Jian, who is hidden in the dark, suddenly a magic card suddenly, whispered: "Hide the key to the dark power, please show you the real ... !"

Wang Jian suddenly reacted two times, and his face was somewhat black.

Oh, I really thought that I was a magical male!

"Wind! Strengthen!"

"suddenly!"

Kuro brand in Wang Jian's hand disappeared.

Not far, the wind roll that has begun to break the dissipated wind rolls once again started, and began to whizzle, and the power is much more powerful than before.

"Ok?!"

The three people trapped in the flower forest suddenly changed, this ... How is this better? !

The dragon roll starts shrinking, the fierce hurricane and the petals like the blade are pressed against the nerves of a few people, and they feel deadly threats.

According to the intelligence, the other party is just a soul king, but can the soul of the soul of the soul have such a powerful power? !

"He is definitely still in it! Forced him to come out!"

In the eyes of the soul of the soul, suddenly flashed a place to light, and the sound will soon.

"Thorns are dense!"

The martial arts of the soul is the soul of the iron thorns, turned to the ground, and the fourth soul ring on him also lit.

His palm touchdown, suddenly had a dense iron thorns from underground, and the spread of the film was spread, and the entire flower forest was quickly covered.

These iron thorns have a brown, only branches do not have leaves, and there is a row of sharp sharp spines, and the cold is like a cold steel!

In fact, the hardness of these iron thorns is not weak in real steel!

The Wang Jian, who lasted in the corner of the flower forest, was moved to the iron thorns, and suddenly exposed his body.

"on!"

The soul of the soul is bright, and it will make it quickly.

Wang Jian snorted, and his eyes looked at the three people rushed to him. The matter has not been hidden again.

"Hey!"

He suddenly opened three-to-white crystal wings, a piece of golden ill vitamin fluttering around the wings, the vast light and the sacred breath suddenly swayed.

Three people stopped and looked at this.

"This ... this is an angel ?!"

"Is it a person in the Wushu Temple!"

The voice of the two soul kings trembled, and the face suddenly became scared.

Who don't know the entire Douro Continent, the angel Wuhun is the unique martial arts of the whole martial art!

......

Tiandu City, Huangcheng.

The young man who handled a file in front of the table suddenly looked up, and the eyes were flashing.

"This ... this is an angel's breath ?! How can it be!"

His face is dignified, thinking about getting up and not hesitating after it is, go outside.

......

"No, the inheritor of the angel Wuhun is a woman, he is a soul bone !!!"

The Soul Emperor of the head is like what I want to understand, and suddenly I am excited, and the greedy eyes are like eating Wang Jian!

"Soul bones ?!"

Wen said, the eyes of the other two have become hot, and human greed and inferior roots will showcase at this moment. It is still fear in the moment, but the next moment is filled with greed!

"but……"

Some people quickly calm down, I don't think it is, I am just a soul bone of that thing, how can I get wings? !

But at this moment, others have no time to take care of this problem.

"Kid, hand in the soul bones, you don't die!"

The wings trembled, Wang Jian's whole person sprouts, leaping into a high half of the air, seeing a few people's appearance of the face, ridicule,

Rao, don't you die? Who killed anyone else!

At this moment, he flew to the high half of the air, and the threat to him has dropped to the freezing point.

"In!"

As he drunk, the flower dragon rolls began to get together, strand three people!

Countless, like a blade, the petals began to fly crazy, like a bee, the noisy sound continues to stimulate the eardrum, these petals cut the air, and wrought everything that blocks.

Seeing the three people were wrapped around, Wang Jian quickly rushed out from the top of the flower dragon.

"!!!"

However, when he just jumped out of the outside, it suddenly had an invisible attack, and he hit him and hit his mind. His whole spirit ocean was trembling.