Douluo, please call me the dean

Bisong looked at the pair of red eyes that looked out in the black mist, and the heart was deep enough.

"Blocking them!"

At this moment, Wang Jian also joined to a cool voice.

However, everything seems too late, a silver flame that is different from the past black color, and the ghost is also rising on the gods, and the golden flame of the sun is like a sun.

Among the silver and one golden light, the total of the 18th soul rings in the two people of Ghost Luo and Jijuma gradually integrated into one, turned into a golden golden rings, while the aura The central, ghosts and jewry, the body is slowly integrated.

Countless Dragonvine Entanglement makes a huge cyan wood dragon, and hits this golden field.

However, when entering this field, all everything is slow, and it is finally completely stagnated.

Whether it is blowing grass or rolling sand, everything under the gold and silver field is still still still, this scene and Fang Talent Wang Jian show the ability, but there is no strange distortion sense.

"what is this?!"

Frante's face is slightly changed, and the lower consciousness.

"Two instruments stationary areas, a space seal Wuhun integration skills."

Wang Jian quietly looked at the distance and slowly explained.

Chapter 436 is falling in the East?

Chapter 434 compared with the East?

The space was sealed in the two instrumental stationary fields of Ghost Dou Luo and Jukouro, and the demon draffen of the dark night was imprisoned in the sky.

"Dean!"

The shadow field, several girls in the team didn't exclaiming, looking at the night.

At this moment, the night looks like there is no power of the hand.

Unexpectedly, Wang Jian is just a faint saying: "Don't panic, look at it, the night's true power can not be displayed."

Two instrument stationary areas?

Wang Jian couldn't help but shake his head, and there was a light flashing in his eyes.

The two instrumentatic stationary areas are just the space of the joint, but the power of the real turn, who has the genocide of the demon dragon!

The dark night seems to be imprisoned, only the eyes are turning.

In addition to the standing areas of the two instruments, it doesn't dare to go in a dry look, and he has a dark and anxious that he has to turn his eyes to Wang Jian.

But Wang Jian has always stared at the standing area of ​​the two instruments, and looks like it is often a touch of life.

It was more empty than East, and she did not bear the imprisonment of the two instruments in the manipulation of Ghost Luo and Ju Dou Luo.

Even if the face is still a peerless beauty, it is a unrelated monster that looks like the east.

The upper body is personal, the lower body is a wrap.

Eight spider legs have a big green hair, and a disgusting mucus. When you drop the ground, you will continue to make a snoring sound, strong corrosion.

"Bye now!"

Bisong is light in front of the dark night, and the eight spider legs behind are blushing, and the sharp spider legs are opened outward, and the red-green cold light is flashed out on the top place.

With the cold light in the eyes, the rich soul is to condense behind the Bi East, and eight spider legs are smashed forward.

"!"

If you win, you are very empty.

All the people who have noticed here are some of them. The position of the original dark night is already empty, and that huge body has already disappeared.

People? !

Everyone thinks so much.

The ghost fire in the ghost is beginning to be dramatically, and he is like suddenly thinking about it, and there is a hoarse voice in the mouth.

"Her Wushu is a demon dragon!"

Yes, until now they are still unable to detect that the night is a soul beast, the night is more transferred, and the soul has reached the ninety-eight levels of horror, and she has reached this stage. She has completely lost the soul. breath.

Dragon Dragon?

When this is called, almost everyone is not solving.

There are only a few people who know, the moon, Wang Jian, and ... Xiao Dance.

The little dance pink is full of surprises, and the little hand is aware of his mouth.

For her of the birth soul, the words of the demon movie dragon are not strange. After all, this is a strong in the Heilong family. In her inheritance, there is also a demon dragon about "assassination. Invincible "legend.

Once, the dark night came out from the side of the thumb.

Without a huge body, only one shoulder black long-haired red girl, the girl appeared without any preparation, but the right hand is a dragon claw that covers fine dragon scales.

Bymudience the crisis behind, the beautiful face appeared on the face.

"puff!"

In the next second, a dragon claw is unrecognizable from behind, piercing her chest, rolling bright red blood falls from the sky.

Behind, it is the dark night that has no expression, and her hands hold the heart of the East.

Almost everyone looked at this scene. As the most powerful existence of the whole mainland, the current teachers of the Wuhun Temple is like East, just like this ... !

The distant battlefield stopped fighting.

The soul soul of the Wushu Temple also looked at this scene in distant.

Ghost Dou Luo and Ju Tao Luo expression have been completely stagnant.

Tang Wei is slightly frown, but there is not much big hatred.

"Trouble ..."

He gently sighed, the Pope of the Wushu Temple fallen, and it would be a way to know how this will cause this in the mainland of Douro.

The dragon claws penetrates blood colors on the heart of the Nevada, and the fine black dragon scales have made the bright scales become more beautiful.

Black and red, amazing exception?

Bi Bi east looked at the dragon claw before his chest, but the look was stunned, the eyelids were slightly, but the face was no sad.

"!"

Dark night to take back your own dragon claws, the scales that are covered on the right hand quickly hidden, recover to the fairy arm.

The body is rapidly falling from the sky.

"His Majesty!"

Suddenly, the Wu Shu Hall has reacted it and began to chase the place that is falling than the East.

The night will look at the ghost Trumo and Jusou Luo, but the eyes of the two are slightly flashing, without any action.

In the shadow, Wang Jian is thinking.

If there is no mistake, the Bibi seems to have a soul skill called "not dead"?

So saying ... Wang Jian carefully observed the expression of several strong people in the Wushu Temple, notice that the performance of these people is too calm, this is not a fighter than the East, it is not an angry Revenge?

"Let's go!"

Subsequently, his face was calmly said to everyone next to him.

Everyone looked at Wang Jian, some didn't understand why Wang Jian's face was so calm.

"go!"

Wang Jian quickly went to the dark night, and everyone quickly gathered into a group. He couldn't take care of them in the moment, and the people of the martial arts were quickly left in the north.

Surrounded around.

"Cough ..."

"Teach ... The Pope."

Suddenly, surrounded by the strong people of the Wuhun Temple in the East "bodies".

More than the east face, the chest that is running slowly, she looks at the direction of Wang Jian and others, and silence.

"His Majesty!"

Several Soul Temples came to Big, and they were relieved.

Although there are some people who don't like to be more than the east, but now is the pope of the Wushu Temple, the status is extremely lofty. If it is really falling, it is absolutely a big earthquake for the Wushu Temple.

Her eyes looked back in the back, and the tone of cold: "The rear of the ants is cleaned up."

"There is also ... Today's things are set to be close!"

"No one may pass through, otherwise, kill innocent!"

"Yes!"

Soon, the rear of the jungle is frightened and seeking for queues.

Chapter 437 is named

"The hospital ... Dean, than the east, what should we do?"

"Yeah, that is the Pope of the Wushu!"

From the Wushu Temple to the Northern Forest, the famished students have a little pale, with a rich anxiety and ... fear.

Although there is a large number of people in them have no good feelings about the Wushu Temple, or they have hatred, but they don't have one want to let the Wushu Temple to put the enemy's eyes on top of the Tianxing Soul College.

"Don't worry, it's okay."

Although the soul of the Wang Jian body consumes an empty, it has recovered very quickly under the life of life and endlessly.

He heard the worry of everyone, he couldn't help but laughed.

"But after all, it is a Pope, the Temple of the Soul Hall, and the Tianxing College is still good."

Although Tang Hao didn't know why Wang Jian is so calm, he still frowns to remind him. At this moment, he still has a frost flower, and even a few mouths that have been cut out by the ice sword.

"These are naturally clear, but all concerns are based on the situation that is already falling than the East."

Wang Jian's words make everyone glimpse.

"Do you say that is not dead than the East?"

Flander's first reaction came over, his eyes were greeted, and the surprise expression was exposed.

Of course, he is not to say that the heart is going to the Wushu, but feels that the Tianxing Soul College will not usher in the madness of the Wushu Temple.

"Of course, there is no death. If the ratio is really dead, the group of the Wu Shu Temple will never let us leave."

I said that he said in the field of life, and it is possible to feel that the vitality in the body is not lapse after the Bi Dong is in the dark, but it is unusually condensed.

"Yes, she just wants to find a step down."

Wang Jian smiled and took a short, looking at the forest of the north to continue.

"The battle has been bigger than the expectation of the Bi East. Now the Wushu Temple is not a piece of iron, that is, it is likely that there is no aid, even if there is a half, it will not come over."

"With such a good war, the ratio is impossible to continue to fight with us, otherwise she is not falling, and the title of the title is also very likely."

"Any loss of Douro is not affordable than in the east."

"So she can only tell the battle with such a way, she must know that we can see her, but we have to do this, and no one wants to continue to play."

"But ... I am really dangerous."

Said, Wang Jian couldn't help but look at the night, the horrible girro girl was observed, turned and looked at him and picked his eyebrows and the sound as always.

"Is there something?"

"No ... Nothing."

Wang Jian smiled and touched the nose to spit in my heart.

Big sister, you really almost play a big finish!

Seeing Wang Jian's movements, others can't help but look at the night, whether it is a night to seriously injury, a flying series, the title, still broke through the two instruments, and suddenly taken them to the eastern record.