The Corpse Ruler Confuses the World, All Seven Husbands Are Devils

Every minute and second passes, none of the soldiers just sent will return, perhaps bewildered by the law of formation, and the road to return is unknown.

The soldiers will look at Ink Glass and Li Jing as if they were seriously looking for them. They will follow suit. Any unusual spot found will be like Ink Glass Report. But the range that people must look for must be within the sight of ink, otherwise it will not be like the soldiers who “went into the mountains” before, never to return.

Their numbers are still diminishing, the fewer teams they look at, and the ink spills through their hearts like ants. She hates herself so much that she cannot protect the soldiers who fight alongside her.

“Don't worry.” Knowing the idea of ink pouring, Nai Yan patted the shoulder of ink pounding, softly consoling.

In fact, Naiju had already discovered the flaws, but he didn't want to and couldn't tell Ink. If ink dumps want to grow and become stronger, she has to rely on her abilities to do these things. Otherwise, the Jade Emperor would make her so-called inferior meaningless.

When Tianlang was angry at the moment, the goddamn demon dared to deceive him, the king of the werewolves, just didn't want to live.

Can such a complicated formation be the kind of demon that can set it up? It's funny, when he's so confused? When he breaks the law, he must teach the little demon a lesson.

“Glass, how's it going? Any progress?” Try to make his face look natural at the moment.

Ink leaned and smiled hard. He shook his head, “Not yet. ”

“Since this method can accommodate so many of us, it must take a lot of spiritual power or spiritual stones or something. But whatever it consumes, it's a huge number, so I'm sure it won't last long.” Mu Tianlang analyzed: “All we have to do is wait a little longer, accurately and quickly to identify weaknesses, and then we can do it with an attack. ”

The ink poured its head, “You're right. But… it would be late at night if, according to our early morning departure, we had entered the Formation Act and counted the normal time. But why can't we find the crack in this method? ”

This is where the ink pours all the way out.

This is where Tianlang feels strange, “unless...”

He thought of a possibility that the elders of the Lycans, who were familiar with the law of formation, had told him before. The colour of anger swept through Tianlang's eyes. If that's the case, the people who put these lines on are damned.

“Unless what?” Ink glazed indissolubly at Tianlang, Nai stranger picked his eyebrows, hard to get to this guy also saw what!!

“There used to be an elder in the tribe who was familiar with the method of formation, told me that there was a method of formation flowing from the demonic realm, supported by human blood as the fountain of the method of formation, so long as the blood continued, this battle would not die.” Tianlang slowly exhaled.

Ink dumped instantly noticed something, “It's hard... the missing soldiers just now have really been...”

Mu Tianlang nodded, “Yes, if I had guessed correctly, they would have already lost their lives in Yellow Springs. ”

“Ah!" was another tragic scream, and when everyone looked up, the soldiers who had just screamed would disappear again for no reason. Everyone was covered in a dark and intense atmosphere, and even people had squatted like fate, waiting for the moment to come.

Before, it made them feel like hell in their eyes, and that crisp bird sounded like hell's black and white voices, making them chill.

No, they can't just sit there and die.

The ink glazed slightly and she looked at Nai stranger, "stranger, you protect them well. ”

What Munchkin is saying here is that they are referring to Yu Song, Li Mingxiang's father, Goh Zheng and some other men who are now untied by chicken power.

“Mm-hmm." Nai replied softly.

“Lang,” the bright, bright eyes of the ink against the blue pupils of the sky, with a hint of determination, “we came to break this bullshit. ”

The ink that stayed in the dust for a long time cursed a dirty word at this moment.

“Okay.” Mu Tianlang said, “Pull out the black hand behind the scenes and remove it for $10 or $8. ”

As if their voices could be heard, the screams rang from one side to the next at the moment of the slang.

“The soldiers will do as they are commanded, starting now, all gathered around me.” Ink poured high.

At this moment, she does not speak those falsehoods, what she calls herself “the palace” or “the princess”, and she has fully integrated herself into them.

This cry of ink spills with silk magic into the hearts and spleens of many people, even provoked by the survival * * * * of soldiers who are no longer able to survive.

Soon, the crowd gathered together.

“Hands behind your back, don't let go.” The ink poured continues to say.

The soldiers will continue to obey orders, even the few remaining black men previously captured will obey orders from ink and hold hands tight together.

In their hearts, the ink poured into their hopes of survival.

Suddenly, there was another scream in the surrounding crowd, and the crowd looked at the voice, only one soldier would be suspended in the air, half her body had not entered the air sometime, disappeared, while the other half of her body was pulled by her fellow pullers, as if it were more like the other side of the air.

The soldiers revealed a look of fear in their eyes. They were more afraid of this unknown fear than the previously known black men. If the six princesses held their hands together tightly, they were afraid that the soldiers would disappear again as if they had disappeared before.

Moving quickly and quickly to the soldier's side, he reached down and dragged the soldier to the ground.

There was no ambiguity at this moment, the ink-dyed pupil passed a bloodthirsty golden ray and jumped halfway into the air. Then, with a strong intent to kill with one hand, the soldier split into the void behind him.

After the ink poured into his hand, grabbing the soldier's weird power seemed to suddenly diminish. He seized the moment and pulled the soldier back.

Soldiers will see this scene, and their hearts are excited, shouting at Ink Glass, "Long live the six princesses, long live the six princesses. ”

Only the Queen could reasonably assume the word "Long live”, but at this point in the soldiers' hearts, Ink's position is comparable to that of the Queen.

The ink leaned on the floor, the lips nicely pulled up a faint curve. As long as everyone united their minds, what could the formation of that area count for? Breaking it is only a matter of time.

As long as the people on their side no longer disappear, there will be fresh blood outside that can replenish the method, and the weakness of the method will naturally be revealed.

According to the last effective attack, people were no longer afraid, and they believed that ink would lead them out of this shithole. All they need to do now is squeeze each other's hands and wait for the enemy's next attack.

Indeed, before long, another soldier will be caught in the air without warning by an invisible hand. After the last experience, the soldiers will no longer panic as before. Even the soldier who was not known to be floating in the air would not be as afraid as before, and she believed that the ink would surely take them out of this shithole.

As before, Mu Tianlang took the lead in holding the soldier, and then let the soldier around him loosen his hand. The ink poured like the law and succeeded in rescuing a soldier.

Everyone couldn't help but cheer again, and couldn't help but smile with a faint smile.

But then, when everyone was relieved, a soldier at the other end would disappear into place with a lightning bolt.

“Hold each other tight, the enemy is still in the dark, without a hint of fatigue.” The ink dipped slightly and gave an order.

Li Jing pointed south, "Princess, there seems to be something wrong with the mountain. ”

The ink leaned down to look at it. Indeed, the mountain ranges, which were still intact, were a little shaky at this time. But just moments later, the shaky mountains returned to normal.

“It's a barrier eye, a barrier eye. ”

Someone in the crowd shouted, “It must be the mountain magician who gave us the obstacle. ”

“This is ridiculous. The courage of this magician is getting stronger. We are the army of the dynasty, and they dare to move. ”

The soldiers talked about it, and the ink spills were delightful. She didn't want to let these ordinary people disturb their own perceptions. If she knew less about the demon monster, she would know less, she knew more, and it was bad for them.

“Take the weapon in your hand and use all your strength to chop the tree. Remember, you still have to hold hands and hold each other.” The ink tips point to a tall, thick tree opening in the mountains. At the moment when the mountains just wobbled, the ink glass clearly found that the tree was in a moment of nothingness, obviously due to a lack of base point spiritual power supply.

The soldiers were instructed to cut the tree with a sword or a blade.

And Tianlang and Ink Pills are not idle, and look around carefully to see if there are still cracks.

“Lang, look there!” The ink poured over them, a round of red flames hanging high above their heads.

Mu Tianlang said, "You mean the sun too? ”

“Mm-hmm.” The ink-tilk nodded heavily and said to Tianlang, “But it may be dangerous. ”

“As long as it's there.“ Speaking, Mu Tianlang jumped into the sky and went straight to the fierce sun.