Pirate's Infinite Wings

Making a decisive decision, Fang Lang quickly returned to the treasure house and picked up the key. The treasure house door was slowly closed, and the mud and sand immediately outside also buried the entrance of the treasure house.

Slowly, the surrounding noise gradually ceased, and Fang Lang couldn't help taking a deep breath.

"Finally stopped."

But at this time Fang Lang faced another problem again, that is, how should he break through this barrier and return to the ground.

"Hey!" Fang Lang held the Blood Red Judgment in his left hand and Yong An in his right hand. With a sudden kick of his feet, his whole body immediately leapt up, and his two swords were also severely cut on the top wall of the treasure house.

Immediately after that, the top wall suddenly shattered, and the sand and rocks fell down at any time.

Fang Lang hurriedly stopped the attack, because if he continued to attack, he might have to be buried in this treasure house before he could break through.

Just as Fang Lang was thinking about how to break through the ground, he suddenly found that Yong An in his hand was trembling slightly, as if he wanted to break free from his hand.

Fang Lang was shocked when he saw this, but immediately his curiosity surpassed his rationality, and he was about to let go of Yongan in his hand.

I saw that Yongan didn't fall to the ground after falling, but stuck straight, and the hilt of the sword was tilted to the west, and the sword also faintly exudes.

Seeing this, Fang Lang picked up Yong An and walked towards the west, suddenly a dazzling white light flashed through his eyes.

After opening his eyes, he found that there was nothing, and he was immediately puzzled, and Yongan in his hand trembled again, and the hilt of the sword pointed at the thick red rock wall again uncontrollably.

Immediately Fang Lang didn't think much about it. He held the Blood Red Judgment in his left hand and Yongan in his right hand. The two formed a drill shape under his control. Then he backed up two steps before sprinting. posture.

The two swords in his hand both emitted a faint faint faint, followed by Fang Lang's feet violently kicked, and the whole person turned to the red rock wall like a drill.

"Shoo..." The red rock wall rubbed by the sword tip suddenly opened a hole, but Fang Lang still didn't stop, but continued to rotate quickly.

After a while, the wall was broken through, but there were crack lines all over the red rock wall.

"This..." Fang Lang was stunned when he looked at the scene in front of him.

What caught his eyes at this time was a huge grassland. The green grass above showed the vigorous vitality, and above, there were horses galloping around, and one of the black-colored leading horses was particularly conspicuous.

Because that horse’s body is not like other horses, it is wearing a war vest, and the iron hooves under the hooves are also covered with spike-like short needles, and if it really speaks, then its eyes It is the easiest place to distinguish the difference from other horses.

Its eyes are not like other horses, which are generally brownish-gray, but a clear ink color, the extremely deep kind, which gives people only one feeling, that is, unfathomable. You can feel this kind of thing on a horse. Fang Lang was really surprised.

Rumble!

Not far away, there was a sound of running iron hoofs again, and Fang Lang suddenly looked at it. It was another horse group, and the leading horse was a white war horse. The attire of that horse was similar to that of a black horse. Second, it's just that its body contrasts with the ink-colored war horse in its entire body, but it is white in its entirety.

But its eyes are not the same color as the black horse. The eyes and body are the same color. Its eyes are pale golden, all pale golden. The difference from the deepness of the black war horse is that the white war horse is Mighty and majestic.

At this time, they and the horses under their leadership stopped ten meters away, only the two leading horses were looking directly at each other.

"Call!"

After a while, the white war horse rushed to the black war horse first, with a thick warfare in his eyes, and shot directly at it. The black war horse saw it, and also greeted the enemy.

The two are about to collide!Wudi!The two horses stopped suddenly, backed up, and each other's iron hooves attacked each other's body.

Fang Lang couldn't help but slap his tongue: "What kind of horse is this, it's so powerful, and it still fights with his hands."

Suddenly, after the iron hoof of the white war horse was blocked by the black war horse, the horse's head slammed into the side face of the black war horse.

The black war horse was caught off guard and immediately ate this attack, and the back hoof suddenly lost its balance and fell down, and the white war horse couldn't easily let it go when it saw it, and the iron hoof covered with steel thorns slammed towards its head. Step on.

If this attack is real, then the end of the black horse will definitely be extremely miserable.

Seeing that the iron hoof was about to slam on its head, the black war horse suddenly made a huge cry, and then Fang Lang saw that the black war horse was the center point, suddenly emitting a burst of white gas Waves, and the white horse was shocked and took two steps back.

When the Jimo colored war horse reluctantly stood up, quickly retreated to a distance from the white war horse, and then looked straight at Fang Lang.

Fang Lang looked at the black war horse's eyes suddenly shocked, and after the white war horse saw its gaze, it rushed towards Fang Lang.

"Damn it!" Fang Lang secretly said a bad sound, and quickly retreated, incidentally throwing a reconnaissance technique at the white war horse.

Holy Light Iron Hoof: Five hundred attacks, three times the speed.The holy light iron hoof, who lives on the secret grassland all year round, is the king of the western region of this grassland. It not only possesses noble blood, but is also hostile to everything that invades its area.Can be captured.

Seeing three times the speed and the words "capable", Fang Lang's eyes lit up. Knowing that he still had this rein in his backpack, but he didn't worry, he suddenly turned his head, slipped under his feet, and immediately wore it. Passed under the holy light iron hoof that had already approached him.

Immediately after him, he threw another reconnaissance post to the black war horse and quickly avoided the attack of the holy light iron hoof.

Mo Qilin: Three hundred attacks, five times the speed.It is said that this horse has the blood of a sacred animal. Although the attack is not high, the speed is amazing.Can be captured...