dead child, ghost carrying coffin

While the two little guys were sharing the food, Gray Sixth also came to Hua Jiunan's side.

"Hui is incompetent, the mere enemy still troubles Mr. to come in person, ashamed!"

"There is Mr. Lao Xiao, and there is Lao Huaiyuan Brother."

Hua Jiunan "worked hard" and nodded with a smile, gently supporting the bowing Patriarch of the Hui family.

"Brother Six, you are being polite, it's the younger brother who surprised you by coming late."

Yan Bi took out the sleeping Hui Shuoxiao from his arms: "Sixth brother, your Hui family's son has been resurrected, don't worry."

Gray Sixth looked at the little guy's face full of surprises, tears even flickered in the corners of his eyes.

But he didn't say much, or even ask more, but tremblingly put it in his arms.

"Little Mister, this guy in front of me has taken the Deaf Witch Zhu away!"

"Oh?!" Hua Jiunan, who was already getting colder by the day, became even more limpid after saying this.

"Ten Witches!"

Seeing that the other party finally looked at him squarely, Wu Luo subconsciously straightened his waist.

"Listen to the dream, Ben Wuwuluo!"

"You're not so arrogant that you think you can defeat this witch with just your unawakened body?!"

Hua Jiunan obviously didn't want to talk nonsense with him, but the sun and moon flickered in his eyes, and he said two words lightly: "Enough!"

Yan Bi raised his fingertips to condense the black light, forming a black hole the size of a basketball in an instant.

"Destroyed!"

The black hole made a sharp whistling sound, and rushed straight to Wu Luo's eyebrows.

Seeing the sun and the moon in Hua Jiunan's eyes, Wu Luo immediately realized that something was wrong.

Unexpectedly, this person awakened the memories of two lifetimes at the same time, the absolute beginning of time...

Wu Luo couldn't bear to think too much, the "annihilation" of the great art was already in front of him.

Hastily shook the bone stick in his hand to attract the blowing wind: "Dispel!"

The invisible attacks of the two collided together, and there was a muffled bang before dissipating.

The strong wind formed by the aftermath made the vegetation sway and the clothes flutter.

Between the clothes, the blood dragon of the Northland came out slowly: a war halberd hung in the air beside him, and a chariot transformed from "Six Secret Teachings" galloped behind him.

"Why does such a person need Mr. to take action, Chang Mou is enough."

"I also hope that sir will give you permission."

With the rapid growth of Hua Jiunan, everyone's address to him is also gradually changing, from the original Mr. Xiao to Mr. now.

The difference of one word shows more respect.

Hua Jiu hesitated for a while, then nodded lightly: "There is no easy one among the ten witches, so please be careful, Big Brother Chang."

Chang Huaiyuan also nodded to signal Hua Jiunan to rest assured, and then stretched out his hand, and the floating non-returning halberd immediately flew into his hand automatically.

A halberd thrust out and went straight to Wu Luo's throat: "The king's wing is in front, and the general will fight for the first; the general's prestige is here, and Xiaoxiao is timid!"

"Wuluo, die!"

The method of killing without return is as tragic as ever.

Before the halberd arrived, Wu Luo's throat had already leaked a bright red.

Wu Luo, who originally looked down on Chang Huaiyuan, was shocked in an instant: How can a mere pseudo-dragon who has practiced for thousands of years have such power? !

However, the current crisis does not allow him to think too much, so he hurriedly drove the ancient giant worms under his seat to resist.

The poor giant worm had one giant claw and two heads smashed by Faceless some time ago, and the other giant claw was cut off by the child ghost with the Heaven and Earth Sword just now, half of the fierceness has been lost under the serious injury.

Under the urging of the master, he could only hastily raised an auxiliary leg to resist.

The two sides have not yet contacted, only listening to the dragon chant.

The master of Wanlong Mountain burst out with murderous aura, and his words were like ice.

"Bastard, do you dare to act presumptuously in front of Chang?!"

Under the blanket of dragon majesty and boundless murderous aura, even the movements of the ancient fierce insects were obviously stagnant.

Chang Huaiyuan took advantage of this moment, and the Wuhui Zhanji suddenly accelerated.

With a pop, the front end of the halberd completely sank into the giant worm's left eye.

Amidst the ear-piercing screams, the giant worm retreated again and again, and the flesh and blood mixture in its eyes spurted wildly.

Chang Huaiyuan has a serious obsession with cleanliness. Seeing this scene, he hurriedly avoided the splashing "things", frowned and returned to the original place.

Wu Luo also took this opportunity to grab a large handful of powder and stuff it into the giant worm's damaged eye socket.

In this way, this ancient fierce beast barely held back the pain and stopped struggling violently.

At this time, Wu Luo looked at the blood dragon of the Northland more solemnly.

"Hehehe, the fake dragon actually has the power of a real dragon, how did you do it?!"