So guess what, it's not safe here, but it's safe to go into the heart of the secret.

Muang and the rain, the cold feathers looked at several people in surprise.

They found no struggle or hesitation on their faces.

It rained half way down, and he said, "You gave us all the poison shelter, and you're all going to die. ”

Chen Dalian smiled: “If the three bosses hadn't saved us, we would have died in the hands of the Red Jackal. ”

What was seen and heard in the secret of the journey was the legend.

Even if they die here today, they feel sorry for this move.

The bottoms of the methamphetamine are getting closer and closer, almost entangling Chen Ta.

His first reaction, however, was not to flee in fear, but to hasten to plug the drug shelter.

It's just that Dan hasn't been sent out yet.

Chen Da saw Mu Yan reach out his hand, bang, and put a bang on him.

Next thing you know, it's a pop!

Fast and winking, the monks gathered around Muang, including Xiao Yunchuan, were affixed to Fu Lu.

Spiritual energy fluctuated, and the flux burned.

The next moment, magical images appear.

Burning flares formed a small aperture around the monks.

And this aperture, like a purple gold bell spiritual shield.

Blocking the dark red methamphetamine from the outside without a penetration.

No, it's not just impenetrable.

Those dark red poison gases, when they touch the light emitted by the burning of the fugue.

It's like running into something that scares them, pushing them away for a few meters.

Because everyone around Mu 'an was burning Fu 'an, and for a while, they had cleared up a piece of pure soil in front of them.

Not only did his gaze recover, but even the spiritual power around him hid signs of recovery.

Chen Da looked at the wax posted on his left shoulder, and looked back a few meters away at the marshmallow poison. He looked happily at Mu Yan: “Boss, this wax... can this wax actually push back the marshmallow poison? What kind of charm is this? ”

Slowly, Mu Li also affixed a symbol to himself and to the rain and cold feathers.

It took a whole lot of messy clothing to get out of the rain, so I couldn't help but say: "Six pints of mutant spiritual character can drive away all the negative energy, including magic. ”

She was just guessing that the methamphetamine seemed to be poison gas.

But it's more like a special energy polymer.

Including that monster in the sky that can devour people.

And this energy, precisely because of the sacrificial matrix initiated in the core region of the mystery.

As long as it is energy, the evil negative energy, there can be no eviction without her mutant spiritual character.

“Six pints mutant spiritual character?” Someone shouted, "well, isn't that the only place I can buy it from? Isn't that a charm painted by Ye Dashen? ”

Muay did not answer their words, but did not deny them.

No answer, naturally equals default.

“Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww It is only by her paintings that she will be able to achieve such a counterproductive effect! ”

“Go, now it's the god of kings who's to be thanked. They're right! Ding Ling Dynasty was given to us by the King's God! ”

Moo-yan waved: "Come on, let's get to the core of the world as soon as possible, where everything should be all right. ”

This phrase is even more delightful than producing a spiritual character.

Is the core region normal?

That means they have a chance to survive just across the periphery.