Lin Feng's gaze gaze at the other side, and the eyes are chilling. It seems that something is wrong.

The gunman, killing the ghosts, provoking the crowd and fighting the king, but he stood here, did not fight, and even blocked him from leaving.

Looking around, Lin Feng’s heart trembled a little. At this moment, in this surrounding space, not only the strong man with a gun, but eight people, dressed in black, holding a long gun, although there is no cockroach The breath is released, but the calmness and calmness, as if from the coldness of the bones, makes Lin Feng feel that these eight people are all masters.

"Let him go." At this moment, an ethereal voice came, with a hint of unquestionable tone, the gunman immediately revealed a respectful color, the body let go, the road was let out, and Lin Feng left.

Lin Feng took a deep look at this person and captured the person who spoke. Finally, his gaze fell on the gate of the ancient city of Tianluo, where there was a figure wearing a black robe covering the whole body. On the surface, it is covered, extremely mysterious.

At this time, he quietly leaned against the city wall, his head was slightly low, it seems that he was closing his eyes and raising his spirit. The matter here seems to have nothing to do with him.

However, the strong man with the gun was obeying his words like that. He casually said the sentence, and the other party immediately gave way, his prestige, needless to say.

Deeply glanced at the mysterious man in the black robe, Lin Feng found that today's business is far from being as simple as imagined.

Perhaps, the ghost king, just a slap, he came to catch the silkworm, but behind, there is a snake, staring at everyone.

Of course, I also stared at the nine-day Cang Long Ding.

Lin Feng lifted his foot and walked toward the periphery, but he did not rush to leave, standing on the yellow sand, his eyes, watching the people fighting.

At this time, I saw only the body of the Ghost King fluttering. Every time I touched one person, someone would die immediately and be swallowed up into a corpse, so that countless people lost the courage to fight.

"Kill him, this is the resurrection of the celestial scorpion*, this is not his body, it is only his soul, can not play the strength of the ghost king, as long as we attack at the same time, you can kill him."

The strongman of the Star Dream Court found that things were constantly deviating from his scheduled trajectory, and screamed, but his voice fell, and he saw a pair of cold eyes staring at him, chilling and chilling, let his heart follow. A trembling.

"Go to hell." The sneaky king roared, and the endless chains rushed toward him, letting his heart beat and leaped, and the arrogant arrogance attacked the chain. The palms made a loud noise.

However, at this time, several chains appeared quietly behind him, and they were instantly recovered, which made his face change greatly. He wanted to dodge, but it was too late, and the chain was controlled by the powerful spirit of the ghost king. It was almost the end. I wrapped his hands in an instant.

"Don't want to die together!"

The man screamed, but the crowd at this moment had already been thoroughly shocked. He saw the smirk of the sneaky king's mouth with a hint of evil laughter, and the body rushed out and went straight to him.

"Become my nourishment!"

The sneaky king sinister said, his body, attached to the man's body, began to swallow his real yuan and blood.

"Thousands of disillusionment!"

The man screamed and a force of destruction came out, causing the eyes of the sneaky king to flash, and then madly withdrew.

"Booming!"

The incomparably violent bursting sound trembled in the air, and many chains were directly blasted. At the same time, the man’s body was also smouldering.

The body of the sneaky king is flickering and flickering, and the breath is floating. It seems that he is also injured in this hit. Thousands of illusions disintegrate, this bastard!

"Roar!"

The sneaky king roared and continued to engulf the crowd. At the moment, the strongman is not much left. For a moment, only a few dozen people have been swallowed by the sneaky king, and the spirit of the sneaky king is getting stronger and stronger. .

"Escape, escape..." This is the only thought of the crowd at this time. Everyone is fleeing and fleeing toward the eight sides.

At this point, there were several figures that fled towards Lin Feng.

However, the person holding the rifle that intercepted Lin Feng just stood there, like a mountain, steady rock, his eyes, indifference and sharpness.

"Step aside!"

One person suddenly shouted, only to see the person holding the rifle slightly trembled, suddenly, the black real element turned into a long dragon, directly banged on the other side of the body, just an instant, the arrogant basalistic strong, dead!

"It's so strong, the power of this gun, there is no need to be old and poor."

Lin Feng’s heart trembled. These eight people, at least, have a realm of more than four levels of Xuanwujing, a horrible force.

The two men who fled back to the side felt the power of the gun, his face trembled and his body was slightly stiff.

These two people are all women, one of them, who is a dreamer. On that day, I want to **** the beautiful woman of Lin Feng’s nine-day Cang Long Ding. As for the other person, Lin Feng also knows that it is a blue sedan.

Most of the people in Mengge have come today. They thought they would win the treasure. However, they all died here.

"Want to leave, die!"

The gunman snorted indifferently, stepping on the foot, spurting on the rifle, killing the endlessly, smashing the black real yuan, terrible.

A shot, stabbed.

"stop."

A cold light descended from the sky, let the man's rifle a slight meal, then saw a figure across the line, the blue Jiao's body with a flash of light back to the side, this shot is Lin Feng.

The person with the gun looks condensed and the cold light is exposed.

"She, you can't kill."

Lin Feng said a faint voice, the pistol man was silent, then turned around and looked at the beautiful woman, actually let go of the blue Jiao.

Lin Feng spit out the gas. In the past, Lan Jiao reminded him several times, and Lin Feng remembered it in his heart. If he could save it, he would try his best.

"Save me." The beautiful woman looked at the gunman and looked at her. The body suddenly trembled. The beautiful woman took a few points and looked at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng looked at the beautiful woman indifferently, with no expression: "You want to kill me in the past, now, you want me to save you?"

The beauty of the woman suddenly trembled, a sense of remorse, emerged in her eyes, one fell wrong, all lost.

At first, she knew a little about Lin Feng’s character, frivolous, why she had to win the nine-day Cang Long Ding by tyrannical means, she should have expected the ending, but she thought that with her strong strength, regardless of Lin Fengshun she still reversed her It doesn't matter, against her, it kills people and wins the treasure.

But things are impermanent. She didn't kill Lin Feng. Now, she had a chance to live, but because of the difference in her mind, what is now in front of her is a dead end.

Can only say that this is her life.

The rifle is aiming, killing the earth, with a trace of remorse, the beautiful woman closes her eyes, she does not want to resist, even if she can resist some time, but in the end, the ending is still dead, or killed, or swallowed by the sneaky king Lost, there is no way to live, instead of being swallowed by the ghost king, it is better to die on the rifle.

"Clouds." Lan Jiao shouted, tears in his eyes, the body was caught by Lin Feng, she wanted to move.

"Hey."

A voice of yin test came, Lin Feng with blue Jiao's body flashed back, only at this time, the crowd either died on the rifle, or was swallowed up by the sneaky king.

In the space, except for Lin Feng and others, and the black strong men with lances on the eight sides, all died, of course, and the mysterious people who depended on the wall.

"Little devil, you can be really courageous." Ghostly king's eyes stared at Lin Feng, said grimly, let Lin Feng's eyes flash.

"You didn't find out, are they waiting for you?" Lin Feng pointed to the eight black strong men, indifferently saying that he did not leave because he realized that the eight people and the mysterious people on the wall This is for the purpose of killing the ghost king. They have been prepared. Perhaps this is a conspiracy.

Of course, the ghost king is not a fool. He also saw it. The gloomy eyes stared at the eight people who were close to him. The indifferent said: "The strength is good, but some people have been swallowed up by me. Who is it, giving you the courage."

"I!"

A low voice came, I don’t know when, the black robe mysterious man on the wall slowly came towards this side, his head was still low, taking a step at random, but advancing 100 meters in an instant. The place, in an instant, came to the front of the ghost king.

"Here, it is Xueyue, the sinister evil of Tianzhuzong. Since it is here, you don't have to leave."

The voice of indifference spit out from the black robe, and then the head of the man was lifted up, and a touch of fine mans, flashed out, dazzling!

Ps: Update in the morning, ask for flowers!