Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Ye Xiaomeng threw out a charm again, backed up again, turning, and continued to play the explosive charm drawn in advance, attracting the attention of the drought, the drought really chased the magic charm and ignored Ye Xiaomeng’s existence.

When the last explosive blast was struck out, Ye Xiaomeng wiped under his feet and ran behind the arid ridge. Suddenly, the dust in his hand swept away from the back of his head, and said in his mouth: “Yu Fu sweeps the dust of the world, and uses the law to flourish, Daocheng Kunyuan! “

The dust whisk in the hand moved without wind, and the moment it came into contact with the drought, it seemed like numerous tentacles, crawled along the 2 cheeks to the front, and penetrated into its mouth, eyes and nose.

“Yuchen twisted 10000 pounds! Broken!” Ye Xiaomeng was loudly shouted, lifting the dust, stepping backwards, and drenched his huge body, actually falling backwards.

Ye Shaoyang stood on the fence and watched, whispering in his mouth, “This dust is a good thing, and her technique is also correct. It is the Mt. Mao technique of Righteous Sect. Unfortunately, the mana is a bit poor.”

Little Ma shouted: “Then you won’t save her yet!”

Ye Shaoyang didn’t move. He wanted to seize this opportunity to take a closer look at Ye Xiaomeng’s skills and further judge her origin, so it didn’t matter.

After Drought fell, he waved his hands, grabbed the handle of the dust, twisted it hard, and a powerful corpse spread up.

Ye Xiaomeng drank, and dusted her hands, backing away.

Drought did not care about her anymore, he leapt forward and landed in front of the courtyard door, blocking the azure clothed person who wanted to escape again.

Many azure clothed persons stunned for a moment, but reluctantly retreated back to the corner, Ye Xiaomeng picked up the dust and blocked them in front of them, watching the drought step by step, with a decided face.

The onlookers were impassive, and shouted with Ye Bo, persuading her to run.

Ye Xiaomeng stood still, raised his head and screamed at the sky, “Ye Shaoyang, if you are here, come out quickly!”

No one came. Ye Xiaomeng watched the drought approaching step by step and fell into despair.

Everyone is desperate.

Suddenly, a black smoke appeared from the dry feet, accompanied by the sound of zi zi.

Drought stepped back, but stepped on something again, and a black smoke came out.

Ye Xiaomeng looked down and saw where the dryland walked, leaving a lot of corpse blood, among which there were faint 2 glittering things. 5 Emperor money?

Hold it on the spot. How can a 5 emperor money emit such a powerful formidable power that even a dry scald can be burned?

Suddenly, she was happy and looked up excitedly. As a result, there were still 3 Ye Shaoyangs on the fence. No one else was in a moment of confusion. Ye Shaoyang didn’t come. Who was that shot?

Drought was as dazed as she was, looking up.

“What are you looking at?” Ye Shaoyang held a handful of 5 emperor coins in his hand, popped one with his thumb, landed on the barren, and immediately burst out a black smoke.

“Ao!” Drought finally found the target, roared loudly, corpse gas was blown out of his mouth, and he jumped up and slammed into Ye Shaoyang.

Ye Shaoyang calmly put the 5 emperor money back into the belt, pats his hand, and ran towards it along the wooden board mounted on the fence. He inhaled in the sky, dark clouds surged in the air, and pressed down instantly, pressing Ye Shaoyang Wrapped in the middle.

“Be careful! Come on!” Ye Xiaomeng shouted at Ye Shaoyang before turning his head.

Ye Shaoyang held Taiyi Whisk in his hand, and a light cloud spread.

There are no 7 color clouds, only black clouds, but he looks really cool.

“Pretend!” Little Ma rolled the eyes, took a seat on the wall, took out his mobile phone and started playing with the fun—Ye Shaoyang Since the shot, the fight simply is no longer suspicious.

The moment Ye Shaoyang jumped into the courtyard, Drought rushed up.

Ye Shaoyang popped cinnabar with his tail, stretched out his hand, painted it as a piranha, hit it on the arid bark, backed it up, then swept forward, swept the haunting rope around the neck of the arid barn, held it tightly, held it Taiyi Whisk choked in his mouth.

Free up your left hand, hold it as a dragon claw, and hold the soft meat on the belly button of the arid belly, pulling it outwards, pulling out the intestines, together with a large amount of black Corpse Water.

After all, the drought is a zombie. Its cultivation base and energy are converted into Corpse Water and stored in the stomach. The Corpse Water is flowing, and the drought is almost the same.

As Corpse Water flowed out, Drought shuddered, waving his arms, and patted Ye Shaoyang’s head.

Ye Shaoyang stepped back, unhooked the hook, and bent his corners, “I give you another chance.”

This is not to pretend, but to have a lot of Corpse Water in the body. If you destroy it now, it will definitely use a corpse explosion at the end of the road. By then, Corpse Water will spray randomly, but you are not afraid, but 10000 When I hurt Ye Xiaomeng and the others, I was in trouble. I simply let it go and let Corpse Water flow out of the wound.

Drought naturally did not know Ye Shaoyang’s despicable thoughts, launched a crazy attack on Ye Shaoyang, Ye Shaoyang stepped on the sky, walked around the drought, A leaf didn’t touched body.

“Mt. Mao volley …” Ye Xiaomeng looked at Ye Shaoyang and muttered to himself.

The greater the drought’s attack, the more Corpse Water that came out of the abdominal wound. Finally, it felt unable to support it, stopped the attack, stared at Ye Shaoyang with a vicious eye, and wailed in his mouth.

Ye Shaoyang shouted at it, “Don’t be discouraged, come again, and those who have the will will succeed.”

Dr. Han was obviously unmotivated, looked at him for a while, and made a helpless decision: he ran towards the courtyard door.

In the face of Ye Xiaomeng and the others incomparable drought, I actually wanted to run.

“Fuck, you are too seedless.” Ye Shaoyang was quite speechless, his arm trembled, and Shadow Chase hit his back, hit it on the ground, landed on it, and flew to catch up, waiting for it to get up, Entangling his arms with a hook cable, twisted them together.

He was unwilling to be restrained. He tried to finish the struggle, opened his mouth, and spit out the letter, and stabbed at Ye Shaoyang’s door.

Ye Shaoyang had anticipated this move, and his left hand was open. He held a large coin of mother money in his hand and greeted him. The money eye just passed through the letter and pressed down to the mouth of the drought moth.

For ordinary people, this scourge is bound to die, but Ye Shaoyang just feels a little hot, and keeps the cast mother’s money under the dry tongue’s roots, waits for it to snap, pulls his hand back, a bounce of the tail finger, a cinnabar looms, and then With a loose mouth, Taiyi Whisk dropped, catching with his left hand, dipping a little bit of saliva in his mouth, turning it slightly, and catching the cinnabar popped out of the nail by a volley, and he was caught by saliva.

Then use Fuchen as a pen, and write a “Jing” character on the face of Drought.

Wells are double 2 and 2 knives.

Ye Shaoyang meditated on the sword curse again and again, the tic-tac-toe flashed, and the blade light stood up, deep into the dry skin and cutting his head raw.

This series of spell attacks, flowing in clouds, in one go, but for half a minute, the drought has no force to fight under Ye Shaoyang’s men, the battle ended at the beginning.