He Has a Dragon

? Wang Lemu sent the ordinary test team member who left alone, and then asked Huang Fat who was still in shock in front of him: "This person is not easy. What is the origin?"

The yellow fat man came back to God, turned his head and said to Wang Le Shen Sheng, "From the land of the extreme west, if you remember correctly, this person is Yin Yingyuan, but the genius of the Wushen Temple ww..lā"

"Wu Shen Temple? What a big name." Wang Le frowned, thinking secretly.

From the expression on Wang Le's face, Huang Fatty probably guessed what the other person was thinking, so he whispered, "It's not convenient to say more here, let's talk later."

After I finished speaking, Huang Fatzi turned his head and walked forward, because it was his turn in a few moments.

In this way, a member of the trial team, step by step, established their respective waistband instruments and battle merit.

When the previous Zheng Ge and Huang Fatzi completed one after the other, they did not immediately go to the front of the battlefield as the previous members of the trial team, but stood aside, waiting for Wang Le to complete the link between the weapon and the battlefield. Leave together.

Because the yellow fat man and Zheng Ge completed the connection between the waistband weapon and the battlefield stele, the blood red light that bloomed was about five or six seconds, so they were also curious that Wang Le would let the waistband weapon and the battlefield stele bloom with blood red light. How many seconds.

Even if Luo Xiong who was standing next to him all the time, seeing the young man from the world finally came forward, there was a hint of inquiry in his calm eyes.

Because of the introduction of two deacon Tian Zhao at the previous reception party, Luo Xiong left a deep impression on Wang Le.

Under the gaze of the three, Wang Le hurriedly walked to the battlefield monument, followed the steps to take out the waistband magic weapon, bit his finger, and popped a drop of blood onto the battlefield monument in front of him.

At this moment, including Wang Le, the party did not notice that the distinctive gold flashed out of the dripping scarlet blood.

When Wang Le squeezed another drop of blood on the waistband magic weapon, and then attached it to the battlefield stele, the blood-red light blooming even wrapped up with the stele.

At this moment, the yellow fat man and Zheng Ge, and Luo Xiong, who stood nearby, suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling, as if stared at by a cruel beast. The fierce beast of the wild waste stared at it, and it even raised his neck Layer of goosebumps.

The three men, who were martial arts powerful men, retreated farther without hesitation for the first time, for fear that the blood-red light would envelop them.

Because at this moment, the three of them all felt a sense of danger of being unclear about the road. More accurately, they were in awe, leaving them powerless to compete directly, but to avoid it.

"His!" The three of them withdrew from a long distance, and then they had time to take a breath of air, and before they were shocked, their sights returned to the battlefield of blood-red light.

At this moment, even the mid-morning sun is overshadowed by the blooming blood-red light.

"It's a **** of a ghost in the daytime, why is this happening?" Huang Fatzi stared at the direction of the battlefield monument with anxiety and said to himself.

As soon as the words of the crickets fell, I saw Zheng Ge aside, pointing at the monument of merit of blood-red light with an incredible look on his face. He was shocked and said, "Did you not find that the light of this bloom is deeper?"

Huang Fatty rolled his eyes and said, "Brother and I are not blind, but compared to standing near the battlefield monument just now, people have a sense of danger of turning around and running, just a piece of cake."

Immediately after the words came out, Luo Xiong, who was standing nearby, stared grimly at the direction of the battlefield stele, wondering in a deep voice: "It has passed thirty seconds."

额 "Eh!" Huang Fatong and Zheng Ge were reminded by Luo Xiong, and their faces became instantaneous. Looking at the blood-red eyes, they were filled with deep fear.

Now they can be thankful that Wang Le and their **** alliance have long been worshipped as brothers of different surnames, rather than enemies facing each other.

成员 Those members of the trial team who walked to the front of the battlefield monument were not much better at this time, and were caught off guard and fled.

"Who the **** is this? How is it different from before? It gives people a very dangerous feeling."

"Don't you see Lingtai Zong and Tongtiange's disciples standing there? If you're right, it must be the guy from Nanhuaguan."

"Yes, in addition to the big metamorphosis from the earthly red dust, who else can make such a big movement."

Uh ...

I was talking about the members of the trial team discussing the homes. The time had passed for one minute. At this time, Wang Le, who was enveloped by blood red light, was anxious.

"This blood-based thing is so **** wicked. Why did you get this look when you got to the little man?" Wang Le thought deeply.

He didn't want to make too high-profile things at this time, lest the gun hit the head bird.

I lost my heart, Wang Le saw that the blooming blood red light had no meaning to converge at all. He immediately gritted his teeth and took the initiative to withdraw the waistband artifact attached to the battlefield monument.

在 At the moment when the waist weapon and the battlefield stele were separated, the blood-red light that bloomed quickly converged, disappeared, and restored the original peace.

"Hello!" Wang Le exhaled a sigh of anger, his face ugly widening the distance from the battlefield monument. Because of all that just happened, he was totally unprepared, and was caught off guard by now. What the **** is going on here.

乐 Wang Le dislikes this feeling of being out of his control. Of course, his mood is not much better.

"Malgobi, 呸!" Wang Le made a rare swearing, and his face spit into the gravel with a spitting shadow.

Wang Le believes that if it wasn't for his own decision ~ www.readwn.com ~ he removed the waistband magic weapon from the battlefield stele, and the blood-red light that bloomed would still be bright!

Until then, the cause of the movement is not yet known how big it is, or the entire army of the Alliance will know.

For Wang Le, this is not a good start, but it is not a good sign.

Huang Fat and Zheng Ge, who stood in the distance, saw Wang Le away from the battlefield monument, and quickly came over.

When Luo Xiong saw this, he silently followed, and walked to Wang Le, who had restored peace.

Before waiting for Huang Fatty and Zheng Ge to speak, Wang Lewei narrowed his eyes and looked at Luo Xiong who followed him. He asked in a light tone and couldn't see the emotions: "Senior Luo, this is just to build a waistband weapon and a battle merit It ’s just a connection, but why do n’t young people think it ’s so simple? ”

After a pause, Wang Le continued to stare at Luo Xiong and continued, "I need a reasonable explanation."

As soon as his voice fell, Huang Fatzi echoed, "Yes, we all need a reasonable explanation!"