Man Huang Feng Bao - Chapter 684

On the snow-covered mountain trail, seven miles came.

These are the seven big guys, each of them tall and nearly five meters high, but the pace is a bit stiff and heavy, and everyone has a huge log on their shoulders. It seems that it is responsible for the work of hard work, not a real war.

After the seven coolies entered a mountain, the wind suddenly rose.

A tall and straight-looking young man suddenly disappeared from where he came out, falling from the air like a leaf without weight, holding an antique umbrella in his hand.

The seven coolies suddenly looked up, and each of them subconsciously stopped the footsteps and sensed the danger. Some even reached out and touched the horn hanging over the waist.

The umbrella in the hands of young people floating in the air spins up, and the body suddenly accelerates through the air, screaming, and the tip of the umbrella is like a sharp dagger piercing into a sly back. At the same time, the snow on the side of the mountain road screamed and rushed out of the two figures. One of them smiled, and there were large vines around them entangled in the limbs of the cockroaches. The other one turned into a dragon and ran directly. Hit the body of the cockroach directly on the ground to explode their heads.

Ye Chuan took the lead, and the little dragon and the Yinshan old demon who ambushed on the side suddenly smashed out. With the cultivation of three people and supernatural powers, the elite wars were not enough to kill, let alone these cumbersome efforts.

“Twenty-three, go!”

After killing these seven hardships, Ye Chuan led Xiaolonger and Yinshan old demon Luode to leave.

In the face of the eternal city that Shousen said that he would never fall, he did not rashly attack immediately, but first raided the patrols, spies and coolies outside the Eternal City, and removed the eyes and ears of the Eternal City to isolate them. It is isolated from the world. When the army arrives, the Eternal City becomes the shackles of the shackles.

There are many kinds of cockroaches scattered in the black mountains of Baishan Mountain. Among them, there are elite wars that go back and forth to patrol, and there are also the hard work of working tirelessly day and night. Especially the latter, there is no fighting power, but it is indispensable for the huge Eternal City, and it is constantly bringing back various resources. Under the attack of the Yechuan trio, there are fewer and fewer wanderings outside the castle, and the figure that enters and exits the gate is gradually becoming rare.

More and more cockroaches have been attacked by Ye Chuan, some of them are split, some are not damaged, they are **** by vines, or they are besieged by various bans and tactics. The purpose of Ye Chuan is to isolate the Eternal City. This battle is not to wash the eternal city, but to capture the eternal city and annex the sacred door. One more, in the future, the old devil’s black-eyed trick will be more powerful.

The cold wind whistling, the sky gradually darkened, and the snow floated in the air.

In a magnificent palace, the deacon elder Han Xilai constantly walked back and forth, frequently looking at the transmission array outside the palace, worried.

Since the head of the red robe ancestors took away the elite of the demon door to attack the demon gate, he always felt uneasy in the left. Originally, he opposed the attack on the Tianmeng Gate. He did not want to be an enemy of the Tianmeng Gate, but worried that the loss would be too heavy. The world is in chaos, what exercises and treasures are secondary. The most important thing is to save your own strength and have a strong strength to survive this disaster. Otherwise, it may be destroyed by other forces. It is a pity that the robes of the Red Robe did not listen to the advice. After returning from the Dragon Cave, they rushed to the Zongmen to go to the demon gate.

During this time, Han Xilai’s heart has been worried about it. Today, there is no such thing as a shock. After noon, there are fewer and fewer baboons returning to the Eternal City. Although the weather is cold and many places have been snow-covered, many of the shackles have been blocked. However, Han Xilai is still vigilant and has sent elite spies to investigate the situation. Then, even these spies did not return. When they got out of the city gate, there was no news. This made Han Xi more nervous. The first time he ordered to close the castle gate to strengthen the defense, and then crushed the letter to the enemy. The red robe ancestors reported for help.

With a keen sense, Han Xilai instinctively perceived the danger, and this danger made him more and more uneasy when he swept the wilderness. In the castle, all the disciples and war squads who stayed behind were rushed to the wall to be vigilant. Even the many coercive forces stopped their work, and he was temporarily transformed into a war.

Even so, Han Xilai still does not feel at ease, frequently looking at the transmission array outside the palace, and he is eager to pray that the red robe ancestors can quickly come back.

At night, no one of the demon disciples or sly figures walked into the Eternal City. This huge and magnificent castle became a secluded scorpion that was enveloped by the night. The only channel that can communicate with the outside world is the transmission array inside the castle. Han Xilai waited for a long time on the side of the transfer, and did not wait for any reinforcements. It seems that the red robe ancestors who were far away from the Tianmeng Gate did not receive emergency information at all, or perhaps the Tianhuimen’s fierce battle could not be pulled out. At the same time, there was a shadow of the shadows outside the city. From time to time, the mountains and the mountains flashed a strong breath. Some people forced them to the vicinity of the Eternal City through the transmission array.

Sure enough, someone stared at the eternal city of defensive emptiness!

Who is it, so the shot is so hot? Who is it, so bold to see yourself in the door?

Han Xilai was nervous, with deep doubts, and understood that a fierce battle was inevitable.

Sure enough, less than half an hour, the uninvited guests gathered outside launched a storm. With the moonlight of the hustle and bustle, Han Xilai saw the three figures taking the lead and rushed up to counter the ban on the eternal city with tyrannical strength, tearing open the defense line composed of the martyr disciples and the war. More than a dozen elite wars rushed up, and they couldn’t stop the three men’s strikes. The power fluctuations in the three bodies are all powerful and far superior to all the masters in the castle.

Three and a half holy masters?

Han Xilai’s heart was awkward, and the next moment, I saw a more terrible scene.

Hundreds of tall war shackles, waving long swords and rushing up, one by one tall and powerful, and all of them are covered with cold black glittering heavy armor, obviously stronger than the war left in the eternal city. When the two armies contacted each other, the wars of the Demon Gates retreated.

“What happened, where did these wars come from?”

“This… isn’t this a few seniors who went to the Dragon Dragon Cave days ago?”

Looking at the black armor that rushed to the face, the sorcerer’s disciples were shocked and lost.