Storm of Kings

Zhou Lie frowned slightly. He had imagined many situations before coming, but he never thought that Dao Palace would be captured just after he recovered!

There was a scream in the ear, and the big man who fished him out of the metal cabin was cut off.

A bald head appeared in the blurred vision, with a sullen face and a grinning smile: "Hahaha, is that you? I have long heard that Wang Ziqin's delicate little lady has a good friend. Tsk tsk, gave birth to a good skin. Sure enough, you said that you are a dead ghost who received this honor. In order to store this pair of skins, Wang Ziqin actually took someone to slaughter the Bao family and dug up this frozen life support system for you to use."

As the bald head said, he raised his scimitar to split Zhou Lie in half, but just as the blade fell half a foot, he suddenly closed his hand and touched Zhou Lie’s nose, and said with some emotion, "Mother, it’s a bit famous, isn’t it? Are you the ones who cross? If you are brought to the front of Prince Qin, I wonder if that irritated little lady will bow down to serve this uncle."

"Hahaha! Just do it, what if it can be a good thing? Give birth to a few small bald heads, very beautiful!" The bald head smiled at the wonderful place, his shoulders trembled, and he grabbed Zhou Lie and jumped out of the cave. go with.

Whistles came from several directions, and dozens of figures gathered quickly and galloped forward behind the bald head.

At this moment, Zhou Lie is still activating his vitality and blood. In order to save his life, he uses the center of his eyebrows to release a faint ripple, which affects the surroundings. The road he has walked produces a faint black mist, propping up a face of horror. The tree shadows followed...

The Dao Palace is in the middle of the demon market. In recent years, Deng Yuan and Chu Tianxiong have been actively collecting refugees, and they have gradually prospered after several years of construction.

It can be seen that many antique houses are located on both sides of the road, there are also a large number of tree houses attached to tall trees, and rows of neat clay pot houses, which not only retain the characteristics of Chinese architecture, but are full of exotic customs, reflecting in the luminous veins The bottom looks beautiful.

However, this beautiful picture is being eroded by thick billowing smoke, sparks are floating in the sky, screams are heard from many places, corpses are scattered on both sides of the road, and broken arms and limbs are lying in a pool of blood telling the pain of the owner.

Five or six minutes later, hundreds of bald heads gathered with the whistle.

Some bald heads wore monk robes and laughed naked, apparently they had just raped women.

Some bald heads were wearing canvas combat uniforms, carrying huge packages, with blood that had not dried up on their faces, and their eyes were full of fierce light.

There are also a few fat monks who have a convenient hand-held serial shovel. They are so bloated that they have sarcomas on their shoulders, as if they have three heads. They are daunting at first glance.

These monks came to the foot of a stone cliff and looked up at a high place. They only heard the "ding-ding-dang-dang" sound from the top of their heads. From time to time, there were fierce fires, and the resulting vibration almost spread to the entire monster market.

The great monk carrying Zhou Lie yelled out loudly: "Wang Ziqin, little lady, let me see who I brought you? There have been rumors that you have never forgotten a little white face, but I didn't expect this to be true. Ha Haha, the most interesting thing is that this little white face still breathes. If he doesn't show up again, I just pick off some parts from him, such as nose and arms. I wonder if your cold-faced girl will feel heartache? "

A gaze was swept over the stone cliff, and he coldly snorted: "Don't be fooled, there is only a dead person left. My prince Qin has forgotten him completely, and Chen Zhizhi's rotten corn is also worthy of drying out? You evil monk is evil Jue is really going back more and more alive, you wait for today to slaughter my Dao Palace, don't think about retreating, all dead clean!"

Following the voice, a figure fell from the sky.

"Not good! East Queen Sparrow."

"Lifeng..." The cry spread out, and a gray-haired monster entered the battlefield.

Its scream was very strange, dozens of bald heads bleeded immediately, fell to the ground and never got up again.

The swollen fat monks hurriedly lifted the convenient chain shovel, and slammed the convenient chain shovel together with all their strength, causing a very harsh noise in an instant, which unexpectedly offset the cry of the monster.

The demon monk laughed and said: "Hahaha! East King Sparrow, grab it quickly, this is a prototype monster beast, if it weren't hatching eggs, it would be really hard to start guarding the Dao Palace."

Convenient serial shovel kills the past with a vibrato, bringing a hundred terrifying lights, like a moving prison that closes it tightly in the center.

These bald donkeys were clearly prepared, and the tricks Dao Gong relied on for self-protection did not work.

At this moment, three sets of scrolls burst from the rocky cliffs, collided with the demon monks and evil lords, and pushed out a large amount of ink, which instantly evolved into large loquat writings, like a chain tightening inward.

"Hahaha, I don't even care about this little white face? I used three life-saving scrolls at one time. The little ladies are so anxious, why not kneel down and give the uncle a lick. Maybe the Buddha is in a good mood and reward you with a complete head."

Suddenly, a folding fan appeared, traversing lightly between the writings, seeing the cyan light hanging down and about to take Zhou Lie away. Unexpectedly, the two scimitars crossed and drew a lot of sparks, which forced the folding fan at a critical moment.

"clang……"

The scimitars collided and formed a shock, the folding fan was blasted into fragments, and at the same time a graceful figure was forced out.

The evil prince widened his eyes and said in disbelief: "You are Wang Ziqing? Wang Ziqin's sister, also a soul figure in the Taoist Palace! Unexpectedly, my luck was so good that I actually forced you out. Hahaha, it is said that you are Participate in an unparalleled technique. Seeing that your aura is vacant, you are out of the gate like this. Could it be that this little white face..."

At this point, Wang Ziqing turned to the front, her long hair cut like a sharp sword, and the demon monk quickly raised her machete to resist.

The ding-ding sound is endless, and a few strands of blue silk fall into the dust.

When Wang Ziqing's fingers were about to touch Zhou Lie, he was unprepared and restrained by two convenient serial shovel, one on the left and the other on the right. The power was extremely terrifying.

At the moment, Wang Ziqing twisted his waist and danced like a snake, avoiding the convenient serial shovel and grabbing Zhou Lie, unable to conceal the excitement in his expression.

However, a shocking scene appeared, the evil lord's hand made a "crash" sound, and the two scimitars turned into nine-section whips, driven by a strange force with thunder to sweep out.

"Crack..."

Prince Qingru was hit hard, his figure flew out, and he was caught in his arms by the volleyed Prince Qin.

Unexpectedly, the strength of the nine-section whip was against common sense. In order to help Ziqing offset the impact, Wang Ziqin sprayed blood and slammed into the stone wall.

"Hahaha! The little ladies are weak and don't understand how dangerous this time period is!" The demon monk laughed, looking at the figure rushing down from the rocky cliff with disdain in his eyes.

Deng Yuan, Chu Tianxiong, Cao Hongbin and other key members slipped down with resentment in their eyes. Dao Palace has suffered such drastic changes. I am afraid that today’s problem will not be passed...