Chapter 3689

For today's Bureau can succeed, blue Cang mang has done a lot of preparation.

For example, summon the ghost king in person.

The ghost king was very happy to have a good relationship with the big men of the blue family, so he arranged everything later.

But the appearance of the ghost king can only be regarded as the backhand, not the final means.

The old man is!

It was a waste of one's ancestral affection, but the old man had already said that he would only do it once.

For a spirit state, even one shot is still enough to solve the battle and destroy all the people.

When seeing the palm print, everyone felt the threat of death, including the ghost king.

"Damn it!"

The ghost king gas cursed a, he is very clear about the intention of this palm, obviously, this set up the people, also did not intend to let him go.

He gave up the fight and wanted to run away.

But under the attack of the spirit state, who can run away?

Ouli stopped, looked up at the sky and felt the horror in the palm print. He sighed: "it's only one level short. The power gap is just like heaven and earth."

Despair spread all around.

Those ghosts brought by the existence of the king, all feel despair, loud cry for help.

It's a pity that the ghost king has been too busy at the moment.

Blue solitary dream and others, also helpless, can only watch the way can destroy all of the palm print fall.

Faced with another crisis of life and death, Zichen has fear in his heart and has some expectation.

Maybe, as he thought?

The palmprint fell and exploded.

Everyone closed their eyes,

they were waiting to die.

The air waves roll, countless dust and sand flying, hit on the face, with the meaning of pain.

Everyone waiting to die, but no one really died.

Neither.

There was another old man in the field. He stood there with a smile. "I came to thank you for your toast last time."

He is an old man in a noodle shop. He is not only a shopkeeper but also a cook. He can also be a waiter.

The old man stood there as if he were the master of heaven and earth. He was not tall, giving people a sense of greatness.

Purple Chen is very excited, blue solitary dream and so on.

At that time, people drank a lot of wine. After inviting the old people to join in, they toasted the old people one after another.

At that time, everyone thought that the old man was just an old shopkeeper who had been operating for many years. With his ancestral craftsmanship, how could he expect that the old man could save their lives at a critical moment in a few days?

The old man laughed at everyone and ignored other people's startled expressions. Instead, he turned his head and looked at a certain direction and said, "if you are so rash, you are not careful about it?"

"It's just human."

An equally old voice sounded, and then there was no following.

On the top of the mountain, LAN Cang mang found that the old man had disappeared, which made him have an impulse to scold his mother, because he still wanted to talk about a deal with the old man.

For example, if the guy named Zichen is given to him, he will try his best to kill others.

Who knows the other party did not say a greeting, so left.

On the battlefield, the ghost king who had come back to God turned around and left. At the moment, he was in a state of shock and fear. In his heart, he cursed the eighteen generations of LAN Cang Mang's ancestors.

With his departure, the people he brought along also withdrew one after another.

Purple Chen looked at the European force, found that the other side did not pursue the meaning, he also did not say what.

After all, the other party is only here to help, and has no obligation to help him solve the enemy.

Luo long is still standing there foolishly. What happened today is really a big blow to him.

Originally, a bureau was set up to calculate the blue family's lineage. Who ever thought that it was the people on his side who suffered heavy losses and almost lost the whole army.

"No, there's one more man alive!"

At present, Zhu Ming's father is dead, and his two brothers are dead.

When he looked at Zhu Feiming with his hopeful eyes, he saw that there was a soul light flying out of Zhu Feiming's mind and went straight to Zichen.

Is it an attack?

He thought so in his heart, some expectation.

The soul light did not enter the sea of knowledge of Zichen, the next moment, the breath of Zichen began to grow.

He, who had been overworked, had recovered part of his strength at this time.

He got up and went to Luo long.

At the same time, the stick appeared in his hand.

"What are you going to do?"

Looking at Zichen coming, Luo Long's eyes have a touch of panic.

Purple Chen cold way: "you say?"Ollie took a look at rolong, and his eyes flashed with disgust. This guy's reputation in Rowe city is really poor.

The shopkeeper of noodle shop, also stand there, did not stop Zichen.

"If you want to kill me, do you want to kill me?"

Luo long looks at the purple Chen unceasingly close, on the face obviously had the fright, but the mouth is still very hard.

Zichen sneers at a, accelerate immediately, the long stick in the hand smashes.

With a huge bang, Luolong's surface defense was broken and his body flew away.

After landing, he coughed up blood and was seriously injured.

Purple Chen continues to move forward, indifferently says: "good, see you can still block me a few sticks."

"Don't come here, don't come here!"

Luo long yelled, terrified, "I'm the one who the holy mountain loves. If you kill me, the holy mountain won't let you go!"

"Holy mountain? I haven't heard of it. "

Zichen naturally won't stop, but sarcasm way: "holy mountain even you this kind of scum all want, want to come also is not what good thing."

"That's not true."

Just at this time, a glow fell from the sky and turned into a middle-aged man.

After seeing the middle-aged man, Luo long had a touch of excitement in his frightened eyes, "brother Wang, help me!"

The footstep of purple Chen stops, looking at that middle-aged person, "you want to save him?"

"I want to take him back to the holy mountain. I hope my little brother can make it convenient." Said the middle-aged man.

"What if I don't agree?" Purple Chen says indifferently.

"Little brother, how strong is my holy mountain? I believe this face will still be given by my little brother. "

The middle-aged man said with a smile, "besides, everyone will give it!"

Zichen nodded and said: "since your words are so sincere, the face of the holy mountain, of course, I want to give it."

The middle-aged man's face was full of pride, and even a touch of irony appeared in his eyes.

Such things have happened too many times, and the reputation of holy mountain is not small.

Luo long snorted. His eyes were full of resentment. He was thinking about how to revenge in the future.

But then, purple Chen's voice is to ring again: "then you take a corpse to go back."

When the voice dropped, he immediately rushed forward and raised the stick in his hand again.

"You want to die!"

When the middle-aged man roars, he will make a gesture.

"Shock

Ou Li appeared in the middle-aged man's front road, the soul force surging out, shaking the other side out.

Purple Chen a stick falls, this time did not leave a hand.

Soul killing!

The powerful soul of the dragon is pouring into the body.

Luo long uttered a cry of horror, and the bitterness in his eyes was fixed.

No more accidents.

Luo Long's soul died.

It's just that the jiaomang has not died yet, but flies in the direction of the middle-aged man.

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