Douluo Road Trip

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Master looked at thousands of snow, and struggled to calm the inner heart. Once again, Luo Sanhu launched an attack towards thousands of snow.

As the saying goes, the offense is the best defense. The strength is not as good as the snow, the master can only choose the constant attack and look for a chance to breathe.

The huge dragon spit out again from Luo Sanbun, a golden toast, sprayed towards thousands of snow.

The master did not pay attention to it. He is very clear that his own purpose is to contain, not winning, so the long-distance pulling is the best choice when you don't get the last step.

In the face of Luo Sanjun, the dragon is moving, the red golden angel after the thousands of snow is exhibited, and a red gold is dizzy, and the snow is scattered in the four weeks. Horror hot, sacred breath.

All dragons are in the same time as the halo, all like self-ignition, and it has not fidelized to the Chunxi Snowfoil.

Luo Sanhu took two-year-old offensive, all were broken by thousands of snow, and thousands of snow seems to be a few points.

The angel of the angel is finally moved. The third soul ring under the thousands of snow is also bright, and the red angel of the red golden angel Sheng Yan suddenly burned it, and the sacred breath is like the high high.

Thousands of snow right hands sword, lifted in the top, look into the sacred dragon in the sky in the sky, the mouth of the mouth exposed.

Next moment, burning the angel of the bears red golden angel Sheng Yan's angel, from the upper right, so obliquely.

I suddenly wrapped a red golden sword wrapped with angel Sanzi, and I was 20 meters!

Just just the hot breath around the sword, the air is distorted by the air, and the sharp breath is far away. It gives people a cold wind.

The red golden sword is straight to the body of the three guns, and there is a big thing to smash the mountain. The horrible momentum seems to cut the Luo three guns.

The master saw the red golden swords, and the whole body was one of them, the horror of the swords, the master didn't dare to let Luo San can be killed by the sword.

But I want to hide, I haven't come, I don't say that the speed of thousands of snow this sword will be horrible. This sword is in the middle of this sword. It is like a strange traction. It seems that Luo Sanhu is locked, and there is no Can hide.

Since you can't hide, you can only counterattack!

Luo Sanhu Dragon wings converge, the body is like a star, and at the same time, the whole body is golden, and suddenly the body is in the air.

"Farting is like a thunder, the sky is cracking the land."

The master is drinking, it is the soul of the original three guns, just under the role of the Golden Triangle Wushu Integration Technical Golden Holy Dragon, this is no longer the skill that the weak to even Tang San can be easily resistant.

A pale golden dense fog spurted from Luo Sannean dragon, condensed into a golden yellow light shield in half air to stop the flying red gold sword.

boom--

Luo Sanhu and the master's body also trembled, the golden light shield and the red gold sword hit together, instantly rendered the angel of the Angel of the Red Camma as a red gold.

Immediately, the shield after rendering is then in the air, like the Dragon's moment, spur, spontaneously.

In the case of a moment, the golden light shield was separated from the red golden sword mood of the Snow, and the Sword of the Snow was obviously dimmed under the energy traction.

Without the blocking of the golden shield, the red gold swords were directly hit by the Luo three guns of the sacred dragon.

"Hey!"

With a low sink, Luo San cannon's blood marks, the dragon scales above the blood mark do not say that the most in the middle of the blood mark does not accept the extent of the bones, but can also See the fascia!

The golden light on Luo San can be clearly bleak a lot. In the golden iron triangle, whether the master is still Fran, Liu Dilong. The body is a dramatic trembling, and the mouth is even more controlled.

"Do you stop?"

Thousands of snow looked at the Sanhu god in the sky.

Although accidents, the smile of thousands of snow mouth is getting more and more strong, "What about this sword?"

Said, the angel holy sword in the hands of thousands of snow lifted.

Just raised in the hands of the Snow, a long dragon sounded from the Luo three gun.

At the moment of thousands of snow, the immersed death is like poison, and the masters know that the master knows that if this time does not take out the last means, this Jielo three cannon can't hold.

If you can't help, what is going on, you can't think about it.

Jin Guang shines again. Master, Fland and Liu Dynasty almost also sprayed a blood, falling on the ring of the central gold triangle. In an instant, the blood of the triple is integrated inside the circle, turned a little golden lightning to fall on Luo San.

Zhang Kai Longyi, Luo Sanhu did not choose defense this time, but in contrast, the whole body of the whole body is like a flame. The dragon is more than a high, the golden flame is evenly condensed into another, and it turns into a transparent dragon shadow, go straight to the ground.

Golden Saint Dragon's oysters, holy dragon.

At that simultaneous holy dragon flies. The body of Luo San can shrink sharply in the half air, and turned into blue purple rays to fly back to the master. The glow iron triangle is also converged at the same time, and all gold is running quickly. The three faces have also become pale.

Looking at the Saint Dragon Light, the master face is full of helplessness and not sweet, delay?

The thousands of snow can take directly to their sacred dragon's soul skills, but also three people injured simultaneously.

The second sword has not waved, and the threat of death of death is forced to stop the strongest attack means.

This is a gap. In front of the absolute power, the so-called effort is just some flowers of flowers.

Thousands of snow looked at the sky, the dragon brow could not help but wrinkle, and the angel of the angel, the twelve wings behind him, the red golden radius suddenly spread, and the figure was vacant, brought one in the air. Circle glowing halo.

The Shenglong Ben is one of the strongest oysters of Golden Shenglong, even if it is just a pseudo-gold holy dragon, the power out of the outbreak is equally uniform.

So the thousands of snow also faced a little, dragged a reddish tail flame after the firing, the whole person like a meteor, holding an angel of the sword, thorns the holy dragon light pondered down.

At the same time, the first soul ring of thousands of snow is also bright, and the gilly ganglo is instantly moving the angel of the angel of the angel, and the red golden light is partially turned into a huge round shield. On the sword, a sword stab, a sword is sealed!

Along with a crisp rupture, the golden holy dragon is directly used by the thousand swords, and the red angel of the head, the red golden angel, and the blink of an eye has spread to the holy dragon shadow.

The power of the artifact, the moment is revealed.

The figure of thousands of snow did not stop, and went to the holy dragon in the same way, the fierce moved forward, burned the huge round shield of the Holy Dragon of the Angel Shengyan with thousands of snow, suddenly hit Go together.

There is no flowering skill, just like this, slamming, the holy dragon is shining, under the burning of the angel Shengyan, the energy fluctuation of a circle is a flare.

Even the most stronger hit of the master, still do not have any obstacles to thousands of snow, not to damage.

On the ground, Master, Fland and Liu Erlong stand there, everyone's face is unusually pale, the martial arts integration skills almost exhausted all their soul, and the injuries of Luo San can also be professional At three people.

Among the sky, the double-sighful eyes looked at the three in the ground, and the corner of his mouth revealed, "The ant ants, always the ants."

The thousands of snow wings, the figure disappears in the same place.

In Masters, Frand and Liu Denon, only feel that in the sky, flashing a shovel. I haven't seen everything else, along with the master's pain.

The crowd is everything around, and the red golden angel Holy Sword has passed through the master's chest, directly piercing the heart of the master.

The master was observed to stare at the long sword of the chest, the pupil gradually scattered, and the look was full.

Until the angel of the Snow, the Sword of the Snow, with the master's chest, Liu Dilong and Fernded were reacted.

"Xiao Gang!"

Frand and Liu Dilong have a sorrowful call. Ferrand is like a madman who is like a thousand sorrows, and Liu Dilong is grief, and the master is unable to fly.

Looking at Fernd's figures, thousands of snow did not have a whit, in hand, the angel of the sacred sword, Fernd's figure was reddish, and finally weakly fell above the ground.

Fedee gradually scattered, there was no fear in the pupil. When Ferrade chose, he had been preparing to die, this is his choice.

"Rand!"

Liu Dilong looked at Fernd's voice, once again sent a grief, the eyes were already full of grief and resentment, and the bloody eyes were dead and stared at thousands of snow.

Thousands of snow looks indifferent to Liu Erlong, the angel of the hands waves again, Liu Di Dragon's bleeding figure hugged down the master's corpse.

Once the golden iron triangle of the civilized continent, today, all fall!

On the side, Ning Feng looked at the body of the three people, the same hundred flavor in the heart. Compared with Ningfeng, the Yuyuan shock of the distance can be fierce.

Don't forget, the master can be the son of Yu Yuan.

When the master is worn by a sword, Liu Dilong and Fernda's sad voice are like the last straw that is turned to death camel.

This is crazy by the Yulian shock of the Qian Xuan, the violent lightning is like a blue electric snake, and the thunder is in the air burst, the horrible lightning is constantly roaring.

Yu Yuan shocking blood red, like the devil's devil, Yu Yuan earthquake offensive is fierce, and under the excitement of the masters, it began to really desperately.

The fierce offensive is directly like a mad dog, you hit me, how can I bite you again, this is not to live a desperate martial art, but let the Yuyuan shock will get rid of the pressures of Qian Xuan.

However, the difference between the two people is still that there is no spanning.

boom--

Qian Xuan is a boxing of flying jade, at this time, the whole body of Yuyuan shock, there is no less than ten broken scales, and the Yuyuan earthquake after the complete dragon is general, A pair of dragons is full of death.

On the other side, thousands of mysterious is slightly messy, but there is no injury, and the look is indifferent to the masters who have already turned into the dead, and the mouth is open.

"The game should be over!"

Thousands of hot eyes are like deaths, and they are generally in the shackles of Yuyuan.

"Skills, industrial fire hell!"

The Xuan Xuan is holding, the boundless killing industry is in the endless 18 hell to go to the Yuyuan shock.

When the ninth soul ring under the Yulian shock, it was already bright at the time of the vision, and the sky-covered lightning is like his boundless anger, and suddenly the whole world is like a non-sea.

With the sound of the horror dragon, the sound of the Yuyuan shock, Rayton is tumbling, as in burning, violent power is like Tianwei.

Next moment, this is like Tianwei's general Leihai actually directly retreats, but also with the unfolded gas under the control of Yuyuan, and rushed over the Qian Xuan.

Zhen Xuan combustion on the eyes of the scarlet fire, suddenly flashed a slash.

Next moment, all indigenous fires are infected, all of which are flashing, the boundless dark field is also blooming!

"The field skills, the dark swallowed!"

The endless black man just blooms, the wind is scraped, and the land is uniform, energy, life, and lightning are turned into a dark.

Under the blow of the darkness, the killing fire is as good as being treated, but also from the sky, and suddenly goes toward the Leihai of the Yuyuan.

The killing fire of the black man is like the flame dragon roll, and the circles are straight, and the entire Ray Sea will be covered.

The wind passes, the light is off, and fire.

The three are like a circulation. Under the murderous industry, the Yu Yuanzhen's Leihai is getting smaller and smaller.

When the last touch, the sound of the dragon is also turning the last sorrow.

The scarlet industry is like a fierce, and the up to the bottom of the earth, rendering a huge scarlet gas waves.

The dragon roll center, Yu Yuanchu has been restored to adult shape, and there is no other injury, but there is no breathing figure, but there is no breathing figure, telling the end of the war. .

Blue Power Guardian Dragonfly! Yu Yuan shock ... Down!