Wang Yan did not dare to carelessly, and hurriedly ran the body of "Fish Dragon Nine Change", and constantly dodged in countless arrows of light.

However, there was a small part of the light arrow, and he really could not hide.

Unexpectedly, he held up the "purple porch".Those light arrows fell on the purple porch, actually made a haard sound, even the purple basalt, almost corroded.

At this time, the king had once again opened the distance with the dark craniums.

When he looked back, he found that all the trees around him had withered.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, it begins to wither and wither, like a flower withering.

Those hundred-year-old trees have shrunk into a black paste.

"What a terrible black light."

The king's silence could not be darkened, and this dark crest was indeed as terrible as the rumor.

Fortunately, he is self-sufficient, and has a "purple basalt" body.If you change the occult of the second heaven of Nirvana, there is absolutely death and no life.

Seeing the dark crests, they jumped on their own again.The king did not say anything, turned around and fled.

The dark crumbs, who seemed to have been thoroughly enraged by the king's silence, looked crazy, chasing each other, and rammed wildly.

Many of the trees were destroyed.

Moreover, their mouths are constantly spraying out, a terrible black light arrow.

Wang Yan did not fight with them, just fly forward.

After about half an hour of flying, Wang Wu had flown out of the forest and flew to a high mountain.

And these dark crests, because of the previous crazy consumption, the speed slowed down.

Moreover, the sprayed light arrows are becoming more and more powerful.

Wang Yan saw this scene and suddenly sneered, knowing that the opportunity had come.

He did not hesitate, and immediately turned around, holding the sword and fading the crests behind him, killing the past.

“Humans, be damned!”

These people are happy to see these people.One of the dark crests of Nirvana, the third day of the nirvana, opened its mouth to the king's silent head, bit over.

"You're right to die."

Wang Lian laughed coldly, and on the rusty iron sword in his hand, burst out a cold sword.The vultry was suddenly split into two by a sword.

The head is also in half.

“Holy shit, you ate me!”

It was the third day of Nirvana, and it came to the king's silence.

It waved his paws and grabbed the door of the king's silence as if it were to catch the king's silence.

The claws of the dark-cuttered claws are very sharp, and they are not inferior to the Xuan Baolai.

It was so caught, like a void, it was all caught in general.

“Even if you’re in your heyday, you’re not my opponent.What’s more, you just got a crazy attack that was too big.Today, the demon has not survived ten.How can you be my opponent now?”

Wang's eyes were not lifted, and he laughed disdainily, and the rusty iron sword in his hand gently turned around, and he stirred a hole in the head of the dark crest.

What a chore!

At this time, there were more than a dozen black light arrows next to him, and suddenly he shot at Wang's silence.

“Do you want to attack me?”

Wang Yan laughed coldly, and his body quickly retreated backward.It’s easy to avoid these lights.

There were so many arrows that he could avoid.And more importantly, this arrow.

After avoiding the light arrows, Wang Lian waved a rusty iron sword and killed the remaining dark-haired crests.

He held a rusty iron sword and put a "sword with light shock" to the fullest, countless lightning, flowing on the tip of his sword.

Wherever the sword was turned on, the dark cranium fell to the ground, and the screams continued to sound.

But in the blink of an eye, the dark vultures were mostly killed by the king.

"Man, you have completely irritated the king."

The king of the dark cranium, seeing so many people, was all killed by the king, and suddenly became angry to the limit.It looks even more crazy than before.

The king had been avoiding the king of the dark crest, but had killed his people one by one.Because this head of the dark cranium king, is the fourth heavy day of Nirvana, very difficult to deal with.

Wang Lian had planned to solve all the other dark crests after they had solved them, and then solved the dark crested king.

However, this dark crested king, incomparably crazy attack the king's silence.The king’s silence was inevitable.

"If you are in such a hurry to die, I will send you to the west first."

The king squinted, waved the rusty sword in his hand, and met the king of the dark withered vultry.

In any case, the dark crested vultry group has been killed by the king for most of them, and the king's silence need not worry about it anymore, and they are besieged.

“Cracked!”

The claws of the dark-suddenly claws, and the king's claws were hard to grasp the king's silence.The void seemed to be broken.

“Flight!”

The king was not afraid, and when he waved the rusty iron sword in his hand, he cut off the double paws of the dark-buttoned vultry king.

Lightning, surrounded by the sword.

Heck!

The double claws of the rusted sword and the dark-buted crested king collided in an instant.A wave of terror, centered on this demon, bursting around.

The mountain where Wang Lian is located is more dense than the previous forest.

However, these extremely dense trees, under this wave, instantly turned into powder.

Even the ground at the foot is constantly cracking, and there are countless cracks, and potholes.

At a glance, within ten miles, it was all in disarray.

In the center of the storm, the rusty sword in Wang's hand, and the double paws of the dark-coloured claws, were still dead.

This person is a demon, and no one wants to give up half a step.

They all want to hurt each other and hurt each other.

The king was a little surprised at the moment.Although he had long known that the claws of the dark-buttoned vultry were very strong, comparable to the occult treasure.

But I still did not think that even the power of the rusted sword could be resisted.

Wang Yan's sword was cut on the claws of the dark-buttoned crest, and even a mark was not left.

“Gee, man, die!”

At this time, the other dark craniums who were suddenly alive rushed to the king's silence.

“Back off!”

The king was no longer hesitant, and the whole person immediately stepped back.

However, while retreating, he did not wave the rusty iron sword in the king's hand, and harvested the lives of several dark butchers.

“Gang rave!”

The king of the dark crest, cried out, and immediately caught up again.

Wang Yan only retreated for dozens of feet and did not escape.When he saw the king of the dark crancim, he waved his sword and met him.

One demon, one another, the war together.

This head of the dark-successed king, before the demon exerted a small amount.The power of the king's silence can kill it.

But those who are still alive of the dark cranium, from time to time, sneaked up on the king's silence, and it is also very difficult to make the king want to kill this dark crested king.