Chapter 753

The jungle returned to its usual tranquility. With his weak body, dragon Qingxie looked at the five spirit beasts beside him, took down their elixir and disappeared in the jungle.

Shangguan looked at the figure of dragon Qingxie, and his eyes were cold.

Did he just give up? -

the night sky is as bright as ever, but much colder than before.

"Are you really not going?" Shangguan glanced at the dragon, his eyes were very cold.

The Dragon Qingxie sits on the stone bench, holding a pot of wine in his hand. His eyes are very calm, calm and dark.

Hearing Shangguan's words, he suddenly took a sip of wine, strong into the lungs, some hot, but far more than that for the cloud dance beating hot heart.

Now it has stopped cold.

He suddenly got up and shook his head for a long time. The white and confused phantom appeared and disappeared in the night.

"Damn it."

With a roar of fury, Shangguan flew into the jungle again, and the night was calm again.

Long Qingxie looks at the figure of Shangguan's leaving. His golden eyes are dark and his lips are tight.

Small things, you want to do, even if the heart crack lung, for husband will help you complete!

The next day.

At the beginning of dawn, the thundergate fell into a depressing atmosphere.

"Have you found someone?"

"Not yet."

"Waste! Whether dead or alive, find her for me Liao's roar was frightening, scaring away a large group of birds out to look for food.

"Master, she fell into the crack of the ground. It should have melted into water." The voice of cold thirteen Wei slightly bowed.

"Then dig the ground three feet and bring it back to me if it turns into water."

"Yes," he said in silence

"In addition, put up the gold list, summon the warriors, and ten days later, we will have a strength selection, and the winner can get a spirit beast elixir."

The thirteen guards were stunned for a moment, "yes"

after leaving the gate, the thirteen guards looked back at the gate and pondered.

Why do you want to hold a good competition? Not only the gold medal list of the thunderbolt gate, the winner can also get a miraculous elixir, what a temptation!

It's a good game.

In other words, he watched the woman cut into the ground by thunder and tried to come up, but instead fell in. Before the ground was sewn up, he made sure she didn't come up.

Even if it doesn't turn into water, it shouldn't be human, right?

If she had been pulled at that time, she would not have to dig three feet to look for her body. The thirteen guards laughed sarcastically and plundered her to the jungle.

Taking back his angry eyes, Liao ZhangTian sighed, walked up and turned to leave. With a clang sound, a sharp dagger pierced into the land in front of him.

Liao Zongtian's feet brush a meal, sharp eyes instantly startled, turned to look behind.

"Who is it?"

"Don't mind. I just slipped my hand

On the roof, a very dazzling figure appeared. The white robe was bloodstained. In the misty morning, it was suffused with bloodthirsty scarlet light, and the thin lips outlined a smile of evil spirits.

Liao Zongtian looked at the dragon, a little surprised glanced over his eyes, "what can I do for you at the gate of thundering?"

At the moment, the Dragon Qingxie changed his mind, and Liao Zongtian didn't recognize it.

"Didn't you say that, just passing by, aren't you going to leave? Please. " The Dragon tilts the evil golden eye a drop, makes a please gesture.

Liao Zongtian's face darkened. It's fair to pass by the gate. He's inside the gate now!

Do you really regard him as ignorant?

In the meantime, Liao Zongtian doesn't speak. He just turns around and leaves again.

"Shua..." Qing Mang's dagger attacks again, which happens to pierce Liao's trouser legs.

Liao Zongtian suddenly stopped, and the chill around him broke out.

"Are you deliberately unable to get through the gate of thunderbolt?"

Looking at the leisurely Longqing evil, Liao Zong plays a drum in his heart.

I don't know how long he has been there. The strength of the man who can easily sneak into the thundergate and let him and the thirteen guards not find out must be unfathomable.

Such people should try not to be enemies.

"Master Liao has misunderstood me. If you leave, just ignore me." Dragon Qingxie plays with the last dagger in his hand, and his tone is flat.

Ignore him?

He can ignore him, but he can't ignore the bright dagger in his hand.

Liao's eyes were sharp, looking at the last dagger in his hand, his face was cold and angry, but he did not dare to move forward.

"Let you go, if you don't, you will stay here forever as you wish..."

"Ah..."

Liao Zongtian covered his bloody knee and knelt on the ground in pain. The sound of scream suddenly startled the whole thunderbolt door.Knee cheekbones, inserted a bright sharp dagger, has been completely blood attack dyed bright red.

"What is the purpose of the strength selection competition?"

"This is the thundergate! You are so bold Ah... "

Before the words were finished, the scream broke out again. Liao Zongtian knelt down on his knees, his face pale, and his cold sweat like beans fell down in an instant.

"Why are you following her?"

"Take it for me Ah... " More piercing roars and groans are carried out.

Liao Zhongtian looked at the dagger on his arm and his bloodshot eyes at the dragon. He was full of disbelief. His strong body was shaking at the moment.

"Where are you when the gate of thunderbolt?"

Liao Zongtian's only healthy palm, belonging to the mid-term of Wuzong, slowly rises, like a flash of lightning, and instantly attacks the dragon.

Looking at the fierce attack, the Dragon didn't dodge at all. He raised his hand slightly, and the black haze came out, which compared with a black sharp blade, which impacted the strength of the middle period of Wuzong.

When the two powerful forces collide, the aftershocks are in a mess.

Liao Zongtian, kneeling on the ground, was struck by the afterwave in an instant because he was slow to avoid. With a bang, the black figure broke through the wall and finally stopped.

"Crash." The sound of broken bricks fell.

Liao Zongtian tried his best to get out of the chaotic tiles. His face was twisted and ferocious like white paper, which was terrible and frightening.

In the face of the aftershocks, the Dragon Qingxie did not dodge and defend at all. On the white robe, there were many fresh bloodstains.

A bloodstain everywhere, just like the red plum blossom blooming in the severe winter, cold and stubborn and arrogant.

It's like a cloud dance.

He looked down at the bloodstain on his body, his eyes looked complicated, and the corners of his mouth outlined a full of evil radian.

At this time, a rush of footsteps sounded behind the gate of the thunderbolt. It sounded like more than a dozen people, and soon more than a dozen people in black appeared in the sight of Longqing evil.

Take the lead is a strange man in black, the only noticeable is that iron right hand, in the baptism of the sun, is still suffused with cold light.