Douluo, please call me the dean

Wang Jian is not clear, perhaps because if these three people have inherited the gods, there is no matter behind.

This is in the midst of it, has its own custom?

It is a little bit of life, and there is no life.

But Wang Jian knows that both parties are impossible to fight, because in both parties have a half-level power, they can't help but help, if they really fight their safety It is not guaranteed.

This is unacceptable whether it is dark night or a thousand streams.

Take advantage of the words, the two sides are silent.

Someone looked at both sides, only to chose to shake.

Although he placed a person in the Dulan continent, but now ... he is not enough.

Wang Jian said that I didn't know what I thought, I suddenly made a given gesture, and the direction is on the Wanli Mountain.

"Two first!"

Thousands of roads and thousands of snow pairs, nodded.

The thousands of family grandchildren walked in front, and they were alone later.

"What is your boy?!" I couldn't help but ask alone.

"Just want to see what they want to do, are you not curious, are you coming here?"

Wang Jian said with a smile.

"Do you know what?"

The dark night suddenly asked, and the eyebrows were doubts.

Wang Jian gently shake his head and looked at the thousands of snow and thousands of streets that have been flying towards the Wanli Mountains.

"No, just some guess."

He is far away, and there are some guess in your heart.

Now the President of the Wushu Temple is the ratio, and there is now no intention of the Wushu Temple.

According to his understanding, the biggest wish now is to let the snow inherit the god of the angel, so he should now accompany thousands of snow cultivation, inheriting the God of the Angel God.

However, he has a thousand streams and thousands of snow here.

Is this that the thousands of snow came here to come here a ring in the angel god assessment?

Wang Jian has such a bold idea that he also feels reasonable.

After all, the angel god is God, and the evil spirits are a good purification object ... Perhaps, he has deviated the deviation.

Eliminating the evil spirits may not be a Tang San and others but is also unbearable.

"No matter what to say, let's take a look at it again."

......

"Grandpa, they followed."

Thousands of roads and thousands of snow are in front, but this does not mean that they will not pay attention to the future of Wang Jian and others.

In fact, compared to the dangers of the mountains in the mountains, they think that the future of Wang Jian is the biggest danger.

For everything behind, there is a feeling, he doesn't look slightly with a breath: "Don't take them, your assessment can't have problems, and ... their purpose may be the same as us."

"Do you think they are also to destroy these evil spirits?"

Thousands of snow eyes are slightly bright, but it can be a bit.

"Well, if it is just what happens, it is very possible."

"That ... why?"

"There may be a lot of reasons, perhaps in order to stabilize, maybe there is any hatred, perhaps ... they also have the inheritance of God."

Thousands of streams are inexplicable, let him feel a little anxious.

Is the last possible possible?

Before he may not believe, but now he has to believe it.

In order to, or the night of the night, the strong person who disturbed his hook, let him feel that he lost the absolute control of the situation.

Since the absolute control, it represents a crisis.

This feeling of controlling him is very irritated.

......

Wanli mountain range, the mountain is like dragon! Raw! Such as knife!

The canyon between the mountains is like a deep abyment that is not seen. If you are not a few people with flight abilities, then it is absolutely enough to get desperate torture.

If you let the mountains here on the mountains on the opposite mountains, you may spend a whole or two days.

Thousands of roads with thousands of snow in front, sweeping around while not forgetting the Wang Sword behind, and Wang Jian is very leisure, and the look is easy to play in their back.

Suddenly, there were thousands of times to recover their attention on the Wang Jian, and the eyes look at a dark temple in the Canyon in the Canyon, and the heart quietly loosen.

"I finally found it!"

Looking at the bottom, he muttered.

Chapter 538 Storm? grim Reaper!

The black temple, hate, evil angle, it is located in the shadow of the mountains between the mountains and shadows.

The temple in the mountains, weeds are desolate and no one.

It seems that there is already abandoned existence, only a few black birds are from time to time on the temple.

However, a thousand streams have felt a violi horrible breath from the Temple, and he has the same sensor with him is the king of Wang Jian and others.

"Victiganda, wait for you, don't go in the outside."

Suddenly, Wang Jian turned his head and lonely.

Single lonely, then nodded.

"Dean of Wang, together?"

In front, the white stream of the white Snow Xuexiao is turned to look at Wang Jian, and the face is a little smile.

Wang Jian haha ​​smiled: "That is together."

Suddenly, the four people fall toward the temple below.

However, no matter who has enough vigilance, the temple, the other two of the peers.

Honestly, Wang Jian has become less anxious to cover the evil spirits at this moment, since there are two people who have a thousand streams and thousands of snow, he will not participate in it ...

The evil spirits let him think of a lot, most of the organizations that can only survive the dirty sewer in the past, a group of idiots!

Since it is coming, there is no reason to retreat, this group of people will die, and there should be their utilization value.

He just broke through and had some "sparring" to help him grind the strength.

The land below the Black Temple is like a piece of flat terraces, only shallow alpine plants grow here, these plants are placed in the thin layer of thin floors like a green carpet, inlaid with some unknown fine white flowers .

On these land, there are many or collapsed black stone carvings, and the face is horrible, fierce.

When I fell, it seems that I have come from the world to the ghost domain.

A few people have a look, they are all ones, they have a laughter. If you can, they will never let go of the opponent's chance to die.

Suddenly, a small footsteps came from this quiet place.

The face is slightly changed to look at the temple of the top.

The door of the temple is that the big side is open, but only one thing I can only see if the ink is dark, I can't see what I have in the temple.

In the dark, there is a movie, and it is shrouded in the black cloak. It reveals a dead face, and the face is wrinkled like a bark.

"Every space, please leave the speed!"

The voice of the mysterious person is very hoarse, like the embarrassing stone friction and smashing.

"Snow!"

Thousands of roads look at the mysterious people, and the look is calm.

Thousands of snow nodded, the soul of the body began to hit, a soul ring slowly rose from her feet, with eight, and her back is three-to-white wings.

At that moment, the sacred sacred in the language of the thousand wings was unable to elapse from the snowy body, she was calm and soft, filled with holy light.

That mysterious person suddenly changed, out of mouth: "Angel!"

In an instant, he felt that he had already guess Wang Jian's intention.

I think that he no longer hesitate, there is a darkness between the hands and the honorable crown, the whole crown is woven by the black thorn, and he hits the crown in his hands. "Great death dominated, Please destroy the enemy! "

Death dominates? !

Wang Jian's face is moving, and some weird.

Not a storm?

Suddenly, he reacted, and his heart was so dark.

Good guys, these guys will pretend, the gods of the storm, the same thing is to take it out!

After the mysterious person raised the death of the thorns, the earth suddenly trembled.

"heads up!"

Next to the night's reminder.

He nodded, and his eyes suddenly turned to the ground on the top of the horrible black stone carving.

In his induction, these stone carvings seem to live?

It seems to be in order to confirm his judgment, soon these faces of horrible stone carns began to shake, these stone sculptures bloom in black rays, these black rays wear the stone perels of the appearance, crushed them into a powder Exposed green green skin.

With the long breathing, these evil spirits are exposed after the eyelids.

"Kill them!"

The mysterious man is crazy.

Those gifters began to attack Wang Jian and others, and they did not see the light of wisdom, and it seems to be a group of creatures who only kill.

But ... The power of these guys seems to be weak.

According to the news that the exploration eyes, these evils seem to have the strength of the soul level?

"kill!"

Thousands of snow gold, the long hair is fluttering, and the eyes are bright, such as a clear sky, look at the surrounding of the holy sword that makes a golden red flame.

"!"

The Holy Sword is dancing, with a lot of strength, etc., and a few evils that have been fluttering.

"really……"

Not far away, Wang Jian mranked this scene.

Thousands of snow have begun to inherit the selection of sediment, otherwise her strength is impossible to improve so fast, and it is impossible to easily destroy these evils.

Even if she is the owner of the angel of the soul, the natural owner of the evil attribute has a restraint, which can not reach the extent of this rolling.

Anyway, only thousands of snow mastered the power of a little power to do this.

There are also more than a dozen evil spirits to him and the night.

Wang Jianquan is shaking, the countdown appears in his hand.

Looking at the evil ghost around, Hao Ran sprayed from the tape, a force different from the power of the sacred force, can be sprayed, but the evil restraint is not inferior to the sacred force.

The white light spreads around the surrounding, it is a vast breath that cannot be described in words, seems to represent the heaven and earth to the Sheng, to Zheng, Xi Wei.

The vast mountains, such as Wang Yang, such as the sky, such as Haoyu!

Take more than a dozen evil spirits have a slightly stiff stiff, soon will make flying gray, and floating with the wind.

The mysterious people in this scene saw it, and the thousand streams and thousands of snow saw.