New White Snake Asking Immortals

"Hurry up and stop her!" The officials of the dynasty who called for help had no choice but to move the box away to avoid damage. After a little thought, they blocked the box in front of him without hesitation. Perhaps it was between his own life and other people's belongings. choice. The streamer from the stabbing stopped abruptly in front of the box, revealing the rusty straight knife. The formation engraved in the mysterious box was activated by the attack, and a semi-circular umbrella-shaped shield appeared in the direction of the knife tip three feet away. The straight knife vibrated and buzzed, the tip of the knife and the semi-circle shield stalemate, and the radiance of the array flickered brightly and darkly. Feng Ying suddenly folded her hands and pointed her fingers forward, leaning forward and pushing forward with difficulty. The rusted straight knives work synchronously. Crunch! The shiny shield was dented, and there were several cracks with a harsh friction sound. The young man who was fighting with the small stone immediately noticed the abnormality, and turned his head to look so angry that he almost set fire to the human race monks present. "Incompetent! Trash! A bunch of trash!" The scolded monks ignored their companions whose vitality had dissipated, and attacked Feng Ying and the stalemate knife respectively. It was difficult to break through the protection of the box in a short period of time, so the straight knife had no choice but to give up, and flexibly circled back to Feng Ying. Back and forth. Several other ships in the sky in the distance jumped off the ship and flew towards this side quickly. On the edge of the deck, Yu shrugged with her back against the side of the ship, jumped on the side of the ship with her hands behind her back and sat down, opened her water bag and drank water to watch the fun. So far, she is the same as Feng Ying in the lake and lake, but now she realizes that it is not the yellow hair that she is chasing. The blame is the box. On the broken steps, Old Huixian frowned. Just when the box shield appeared cracked, he vaguely noticed a strange and ominous aura, and concluded that it was definitely not a good thing. "Go, save the female benefactor." The snake demon boy drew his sword without saying a word, and before he was in shape, the sword light first blocked the monks' sneak attack on Feng Ying. The explosion accelerated, holding the knife in both hands and squatting hard. Several weapons and magic weapons were broken, and people were severely injured and vomited blood and flew upside down. The cultivators of the dynasty, who had the advantage in numbers, glanced at Feng Ying, turned around, and stomped **** the sloping deck, and the shards of wood flew towards the officials in official uniforms. The official ran away when the snake demon boy was in trouble, and fled to the edge of the big ship. There were a few Dynasty monks who had just arrived in the air outside the ship. Closer and closer, officials can even see the facial expressions of their colleagues. Suddenly found that the expression of joy that was still in the past gradually became panic, they were looking behind themselves... This dynasty official is also an old fritter, and his mind is very clever. He did not choose to escape or fight with him, but directly put the box in his hand. Throw it out, but the opponent moves very quickly, and the opponent is reaching for the box when throwing it out. It was hit by the hand of the Basilisk boy and triggered the shield. After a violent impact, the box flew in the other direction. The snake demon boy frowned. He didn't want to kill, but the other party didn't cooperate at all. He grabbed the official's shoulder and threw it at the group of monks who came to support him. He turned around and chased the box. Perhaps after receiving a death order, the weak monks tried their best to stop the snake demon boy, and a few others competed for it. Yu Lisuo, who was watching the excitement in the corner, took out his bow and arrow. Take the arrow, draw the longbow, and the tip of the arrow rolls in the air. The bowstring hummed. Once again, she shot the arrows in quick bursts. She didn't notice that her eyes were very long when she was shooting. Her eyes captured the trajectories of the monks and the magic blades, and then quickly calculated the gaps. The long arrows passed through the chaos inaccurately. The arrow hits and triggers the box's shield. The arrow collided with the shield, changing the direction of the box. The second arrow again corrects the direction of the fall by impact, everything is calculated precisely, followed by the third arrow and the fourth arrow. In this way, the box bounced several times in the air, miraculously avoiding the **** of several monks. A certain cultivator stretched out his hand and saw that he was about to catch it, but the box popped open and almost flashed past his fingertips. "Yingzi! I'll give it to you!" After releasing the arrow, he turned around and fled, fearing that he would be retaliated by the furious monks, he jumped a few steps behind the old monk with good eyebrows and glared at the fat bug. at the same time. The brocade-clothed old man who was fighting with the long face had an ugly face. He wanted to go over several times in a short period of time, but he was blocked by the long face and could not intervene. He had no choice but to compromise and discuss with the long face. . "As long as you don't participate in this matter, our clan will give you a lot of benefits. You can choose from the magic and secret art treasures, which can give you a more honorable status, and there will be the most powerful preachers." "I'm not interested." "Why? My family is extremely noble and powerful, don't you have a higher pursuit?" The old man in Jinyi couldn't understand. Long face shook his head. "Pursue, I have had it before. At that time, my blood was boiling and I went forward bravely. Alas, when I found out that I was wrong, I almost died. Fortunately, I met the teacher and found hope again. I also met a more noble ancient bloodline, and was almost beaten by her. Death, of course, now I have joined her camp." After saying that, he glanced at Tianzhu Peak in the dark, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com looked respectful. The brocade-clothed old man did not understand what the long face was saying at all, and was dissatisfied with his refusal to recruit. "Hmph, I hope you can remember what you said today in the future." There was no hope of persuading him, so he could only quickly call for help. on the deck. Feng Ying looked at the box that jumped over, raised the sharp blade in both hands, and rushed to chop uncontrollably. Suddenly, the surrounding scene changed. The huge broken ship and the rain disappeared. What I saw was a battlefield where the sun and the moon were dark, with soldiers in armor and stomach, huge metal mecha puppets, and the soldiers of the human race and the demon race were fighting against the demon race. , Crazy killing, the battlefield like a meat grinder is boundless, and the participants are like ants on the vast battlefield... The metal warship in the sky collided with the exaggerated and weird demon warship, the debris is like rain, the flames light up the sky, The ground that was bombarded by spells turned into yellow sand, and the blood flowed into rivers, with red or black blood flowing together... Feng Ying inexplicably knew that there was a battlefield between the heavenly army and the demons. It's a fragment of what happened. The owner of the angle of view raised his sword and slashed like himself, and in front of him was a demon wearing rough armor. Unknowingly, he entered a mysterious state, comprehended the will of the master of the perspective and the swordsmanship at this time, and even could not bear the terrifying and brutal will, the sword fell from his hand, and the demon wearing a rough skull and bone helmet was cut off half of his body. The picture in front of him returned to reality in a flash, and the box was in front of him and inspired the magic circle. Suddenly, everyone present found that Feng Ying's momentum had changed. The blade fell quickly. Maybe the protective array of the box had been consumed too much in the previous battle. Maybe Feng Ying realized some kind of sword technique. The broken ship was silent. Old Huixian's eyes were merciful and merciful, the wine bug on his shoulder raised his head, the rain behind him showed his head from the side, and the itchy ferret in the distance stretched his neck to peek. No one noticed when the moon was obscured by dark clouds...