Pirate’s I’ll become stronger by fishing

The 384th chapter of the evil magic gold, the source of evil

"Humph!"

Looking at the horrible knife of the ghost, the eyes of the palace, the eyes of the palace, and a cold snorted, and the folding fan in his hand was hit!

It is a blue phosphori is linger.

boom!

Black and white colorful rays and simple impact!

The naked eye, the phosphorus is three feet high, and the black and white colorful light is pressed.

"Hey."

Ghost Mo Yan rudely, and the figure was back.

Opposite, the palace is touched, but only will back!

"How can it be!?"

Surrounded around, the people of the Dragon Ming Piece were excited.

Ghost Mo Yan obviously has already opened a big trick, this is the gentle and weak gentleman actually exaggerated? !

Can you resist the ghost Mo Yan so strong, can you hit him back? !

"Don't delay, together!"

Lan Lingxiu is a little, the footsteps are slightly on the ground, and it will be empty.

At the same time, Moso jailed out the weather stick and his eyes fierce.

"Hey, let me, my body is very weak, I have to cultivate and cultivate. Children, let's get together next time! Hahaha ..."

However, when the two sides are touched, the palace is suddenly changing.

I don't know what is, I actually laughed.

When the voice came, he suddenly went to the hand! ?

"??"

Seeing this scene, everyone looked at each other, the big eyes were all doubts.

Only the deeper of the ghosts, the eyes flashed, and the eyes flashed.

He, do not see this so-called gentleman!

"Forget it, don't waste time. For so long, the head is not coming out, this thunder curtain is also a bit bleak, you must go in!"

After a while, Lan Lan took the lead in recovering the heart and sat.

...

On a low-low hill, the gong flexing figure slowly appeared.

"The soldier is worthy of God."

The palace is unfolded, and the finger is slightly smooth in it.

After a while, he looked up his head and looked at the mine curtain.

As if it is a scene inside through the thunder curtain.

...

"Today, you will die!"

In the mid-to-curtain, Zhang Yun is standing.

There is no thunder, and the clothes are flying in the night wind.

Through the radiance of the four weeks, it is like a fairy!

"Roar!"

Below, the lacquer black pupil is slight, and the mouth of the mouth will send a non-human snoring.

At this moment, Zhang Wei, although it looked at the thunder power flow.

It seems that his momentum is weakened.

But in fact, as long as it is slightly withdrawal.

At this time, Zhang Yun has a very powerful breather on the body, this kind of breath gives a very powerful oppression!

"Tiantine is my thunder, I am in my body!"

Zhang Yizhuang is more and more agglomerated, and a sound of the Tianyin suddenly sounded from the world.

Just instantly, Zhang Hao's face became unusual.

At glasses, Zhang Hao's body seems to have a big disease in an instant!

However, the lower tomb below is like an extremely horrible scary!

It was originally seen that there was a fear on his face without a whit.

call…

The blem of the bones blows, and Zhang Wei's head is in an instant.

The slightly closed eyelids open, the face is very weak, but a pair of eyes is extraordinary!

The gods in Zhang Yizhen is like a soul that can refer to people, and it will be invisible to the trend.

"The Secrets of God * Lei Yaohua!"

Zhang Yun lip did not move, but the sound sounded.

Thunder blood in the crack, suddenly sheaths, and the glare!

!

Zhang Wei's right hand, slammed, a knife, forming a maturity!

Pamper and fall straight!

"!!!!!"

The tomb of the tomb, the scream of the soul.

The dark light on his body suddenly puts up, and the matches are put down!

But this scene is in Zhang Yizhen, but it is a bit boring.

"Back to the light."

Zhang Wei murmured, the thunderous blood in his hand continues!

Mounting is like a silver river, illuminating the top sky.

At the top of this Galaxy, a figure like the magic is almost made.

...

"That is, the tomb of the tomb ?!"

At this moment, the scar men and the men and the men finally came to the past.

The scar is surprised, and the random body is moving, just want to rush to help the tomb!

"Fork! Stand!"

However, at this time, the messenger suddenly screamed!

A hand got a collar of the scar male.

"Let go!"

The scar men burst a drink, and the fierce glanced.

"Silly fork! You don't understand this situation? Even the cultivation of the torque is being made, do you want to die ?!"

See the scar man's anger, and the men's hand is a tick.

An unfarest ironic sound sounded.

"Humph!"

Wen said, the scar man is not so impulsive.

Turning to the general lightning maturity training of the Galaxy, the eyes are afraid.

...

!

"Wow! So beautiful!"

"The brother is so good!"

"If you don't lose money!" ...

The other corner of the thunder curtain, Lan Lan and other personnel appeared before and after.

Just came in, everyone saw the maturity of the Galaxy.

"not good!"

However, at this time, the ghost Mo Yan gods changed, and the somewhere shouted and the body disappeared in the same place.

At the same time, the figure of Lan Lan also went to the direction of Zhang Wei.

Just when I am surprised in Moso, it is more sophisticated!

I saw a figure suddenly drilled from the thunder curtain, and I went to the pale Zhang Hao in the half-air.

Is a palace!

His folding fan exudes the fog of ash, and the ghost head is dense.

Compared to people, he is absolutely not losing the slavery of that channel!

"Faster !!"

At the same time, the men's eyes turned, and a big shot took the first step toward Zhang Wei!

"Dog Day!"

The rear, the scar male, the big rumored and hurriedly rushed.

...

In half, Zhang Yizhang is more and more profound.

At this time, his right hand waving has stopped, in which there is a matte, the tomb is bruised.

Dang!

His hand is loose, gray gold black knife falls.

The tomb of the tomb is also thud that is like a broken doll, falling on the ground.

"It's a lot of the emperor!"

Just a moment of just laverse, the sound of the escape of the palace suddenly sounded.

"Who?!"

Zhang Wei was instantly tightened and turned a horror.

Just turned, a fuel fan that contained horrible and familiar with the breath was reflected in Zhang Ying!

Zhang Hao's right hand raised instantly, thunderstorms!

boom!!

In an instant, the loud sound came, and the sound of a metal fragment suddenly reached.

Zhang Wei's eyes suddenly showed a heavy grief, and the next moment, his body was turned to flash.

Thunderstood, broken! ! !