Profound Dragon Warlord

The two Shen Longxuan walked in the Black Mist Swamp for several days. At this time, they had completely lost their way. This piece of Black Mist became endless, even if it flew into the void.

"This is miserable, boss, we don't want to stay here anymore. Now we can't tell the difference between southeast and northwest. Boss, please hurry up and find a way. If you didn't have to come in, we won't be stuck here , You have to bear this black pot! "

Shen Longxuan kicked his ass on the buttocks. This kid had already become acquainted with him at this time, so his speech was even more unobstructed.

This guy has nothing to do with the brain, what to say, his broken mouth has attracted a lot of beatings, but he is really very angry.

As long as Shen Longxuan was slightly angry, he could perceive that this might be the hunter's instinct, and he would immediately hug Shen Longxuan's thighs and tears in his nose.

Afterwards, Shen Longxuan couldn't stand it anymore, and threatened his own cleanliness. It was terrifying. If there was another time, he would kill people, which only changed his fault.

At the moment, Shen Longxuan was looking at the demon core in his hand. He placed dozens of demon cores on the ground. He wanted to see what this meant.

But Li Changkong suddenly jumped over and shouted: "Boss, boss ..."

Shen Longxuan hates his virtue most, so Li Changkong immediately choked back the words and stood silent.

But in this world of black mist, there was nothing to do except playing monsters and beasts. Li Changkong sat next to him for a while and saw Shen Longxuan still there.

He came over again, and just when he was about to speak, he was stopped by Shen Longxuan: "Don't bother me, it's okay to find a few monsters to practice, anyway, there are only sixth-order monsters here."

Although Li Changkong has only Wu Zongjing Qizhong's cultivation practice, this guy is a hunter by nature, don't look at his usual appearance of a hanger, but when he encounters a prey, he can break out and surpass his cultivation practice several times. power.

And because of his strong body and amazing archery, there is no pressure to deal with this elementary sixth-order monster.

During this time, after Shen Longxuan's devil-like training, his skill became more and more powerful, and he had already begun to master the master's style, but Shen Longxuan couldn't figure out that this guy started to follow him and always had an expression of beating. .

"Boss ..."

Boom!

Li Changkong, who was climbing from a distance, was obviously angry. He came to Shen Longxuan in a few steps and shouted loudly: "Boss, you are too stupid. The star mark on it is obviously a pattern. Not coming out?

Also, I think there should be words on it. The order you put them is wrong, you ca n’t see them!"Li Changkong finished talking, running faster than the rabbit, and a few flashes ran away.

Father, like son!

Because Shen Longxuan was close, he didn't see anything, and his attention was focused on a single star pattern, so he ignored the overall effect.

After being reminded by Li Changkong, he immediately awakened. He stood up and saw exactly a pattern, but because there were too few demon cores, he couldn't see it at all.

"It may be a coincidence. After all, he ca n’t think of any way to engrave a pattern on the monster core of the living monster, and it needs to be combined together. If you have this ability, this person is absolutely free. . "

Thinking of this, Shen Longxuan immediately waved, "Don't be afraid, I won't fight you, you come and fight!" He believes that the hunter's vision is more keen.

At the same time, in the barracks of the Mingxuan Temple, Ming Tianlong was listening to the description of the blood demon and smashed the table with a crack.

He stood up and said angrily: "You mean that a quadruple ghost slaughter in Wuhuang Realm killed Elder Mu in the peak of Wuhuang Realm, what traps and what teleportation arrays, who said you would believe these?

If he has such a big capacity, can he just be a little killer?You do n’t think I ’m a blind man, blood demon, do n’t think you are a disciple of blood elders, I wo n’t dare to move you.

You can deceive you by deceiving me. The people at the peak of Wuhuang Realm are dead, but you are alive. Can you give me a reason?"

Not only did the Netherworld Dragon not believe in the blood demon, but also the other elders in the camp, because if a killer suddenly broke out when he was not prepared, it was justifiable to be able to kill a warrior one heavier than him.

But it's a head-to-head battle, killing an elder who is six levels higher than him. Isn't this a fool's dream?

Besides, the hunter formation in the world has long been lost. How did the ghost slaughter learn? This set of rhetoric is full of loopholes. The only explanation is that the blood demon is covering up the truth.

"Young Master, what I said is true ..."

"Come here, put him in death row and execute tomorrow!" Ming Tianlong commanded, waving his sleeves impatiently.

Immediately rushed up and the two dragged the blood demon down. Elder Blood closed his eyes slightly, without saying a word, and only heard the blood demon cry out injustice.

Other elders didn't even feel that they were worth the blood demon. Their young master became more and more perverted. After being beaten by Shen Longxuan several times, they left a psychological shadow and didn't trust anyone.

Although the blood demon thing is a bit unbelievable, it should be the truth. Otherwise, he would dare to return if he had committed such a big thing. The underworld is so big and boundless. It is too easy to hide an individual. It is too easy to return to death.

But this matter was soon forgotten by the crowd. Their current battle is urgent, and they do not know what is going on. During this time, the general of the human race suddenly made great progress.

On several occasions, they were caught off guard by surprise. The human race has moved tens of thousands of miles into the underworld. Not to mention the loss of the territory, and the loss of the soldiers. Even the blood elder Wu Zunjing ’s four-strong powerhouse was injured.

There are more than ten dead Emperor Wu Realms, and even more venerable is that one Wu Zun Realm has also died. This loss has angered his father, and warned him that if he can not take back the battlefield, he will inherit the Lord Things will be delayed.

Nether Sky Dragon was already maddeningly mad. At this time, the blood demon came back and said such incredible things. How could he think about it, so it would be the situation today.

"Elder Iron, you go and chase back the ghost ghost to me. If you can't use it for the ghost tattoo master of the 20th grade ghost pattern, no one else wants to use it."

"Yes!" Elder Iron ordered to leave.

Ming Tianlong said rubbing his forehead cruelly.

"Elder Liu, how is it on the battlefield? Now that the undead can't be used, our people are obviously at a disadvantage, and the mutant monsters that we have cultivated have not yet reached the standard for playing?"

"Return to the young master, the monster can complete the mutation in another hundred days, and it will be easy to regain the battlefield!"

"Okay, let the human race be arrogant for another hundred days, and then I will let them pay the price of blood." Ming Tianlong gritted his teeth.

Late at night, the blood elder came to the death prison quietly, quietly brought out the blood demon, and gave up leaving, "Blood demon, you and me are all destined for this, and find a way out later!"

"Master, don't you believe me?" Blood Demon has great respect for Blood Elder, so he cares about his opinion. In the camp, Blood Elder said nothing. doubt.

"I do n’t believe you, I can come and let you go? Young Master is upset, he wo n’t let you go, his father is kind to me, so no matter what he does, I will not object, you still leave early , Find another way! "

The blood demon felt the helplessness of the blood elder, but he was still very happy to be trusted by the master. He bowed his head respectfully and flew away.