Nine Cents Refining

"Blessed by heaven and earth, please ask the disciples, please call me, please, please, please, please, please call the old dragon **** of the Golden Horn. Please pay the next peace to protect the Taiping... One of the old-agers, Tian Fushou, the second-guarantee, the unicorn, the three-guarantee students Liankezhong..."

The sound of Sun Hao’s clear voice spread throughout Tianyu, and he was pious and sang on the high platform.

The Eastern soldiers heard Sun Hao pray for the dragon god, and it feels good: "This real person is young, but it seems that the road is not shallow. The practice is not gibberish, but has a well-founded word, clear words, just don't know. How is the effect, can not boost a little national transport, give Anyang better defense capabilities."

But below, Zhu Ling and Shan Yu looked at each other and saw the surprise and smile in each other's eyes.

If this blessing song can invite the dragon **** to bless, it is really strange.

Others don't know, but the two of them know that Sun Hao's mouth sings, but it is the "Dragon God Fu" widely circulated by the folks of the Soul of the Soul. It is the mouth of ordinary people who often come to pray or pray for rain. The national momentum has no relationship with half a cent.

This stuff can add to the general trend of the Eastern air transport, and I don’t know what it is for the agarwood gongs and drums!

There is also the dragon on the dragon column, Wang Yuan, which is considered to be awesome. Such an obvious tone can actually stand still. It seems that it is really praying for the blessing. It is really interesting to enter the show completely without any laughter.

Zhu Ling and Shan Yu are very interested, holding their arms underneath to see Sun Hao pretending to pray.

But looking at it, they didn't feel right.

In the sky, the look of the three dragons is really serious. It seems that it is not acting. What surprised them even more is that in the air cloud, it seems that they have really got some connection with the three monks on the high platform. In the voice of Sun Hao's clear voice, the gas cloud seems to be beating gently and rhythmically with Sun Hao's voice.

How could this be?

Is it true that Dragon God is really a way to pray?

Strange!

Zhu Ling and Shan Yu face each other, I can't understand it.

The Oriental monks also saw the different attitudes of the three monks at high altitude. It seems that there is a play, that is, the national transport that does not know how to boost can reach about 20%. If it can, Anyang City will stick to it for a longer time.

Many monks even began to cheer loudly.

Sun Hao is concentrating on the gods, and a sense of God has always been concerned about the high platform, and the consciousness of the ontology is also being amazed at this time.

Unexpectedly, this set of schemes that I have drafted with my own mind and mind is actually so good.

Sun Hao clearly perceives the power of gas transportation above Anyang Dragon City through a small flame in the body, and Sun Hao can clearly perceive the silk of Wang Yuan and Zhao Wendi when he sings the dragon **** singer. The strange power of the silk began to gradually approach the sky under his own guidance.

A little thought, Sun Hao suddenly understood the original.

His own small flame refining the sacred **** inflammation, the sacred **** inflammation of the Terran ancestral fire itself is one of the origins of the human race, and is also one of the typical representatives of the human race.

Now my own sputum is eager to try, want to rush out of the body, rushing into the clouds to travel.

Sun Hao even has reason to believe that as long as he can operate the law, the guarantee will really make the morale of the Eastern National Games.

Zhao Wendi is the current king of the Terran, and it has the hope and will of the Terran.

Wang Yuan has a real dragon, and feels the fortune of the dragon of the East. It is not difficult.

As a result, it was originally fabricated, and the effect was somewhat unexpected.

Sun Hao drives a small flame, the index finger stretches out, and a little sputum appears on his fingertips. The mouth is crisp and drink: "Three talents are formed, the heavens and the earth are cited, and the emperor is the base. Give me to..."

Under the guidance of the gods, Sun Hao's small flames popped from the fingertips, floated on Wang Yuan's head, and quickly passed the trajectory of the three talents to the top of Zhao Wendi's head.

Emperor Zhaowen only felt that his body was rising, as if the spirit of the gods had been a lot of enthusiasm, and he could not help but shouting in the sky, and his arms were showing up, and he was also a big drink: "Go."

An imposing momentum rushed into the sacred sacred sacred sputum, "嗷呜", 燚 炎 炎 炎 炎 炎 炎 炎 炎 炎 炎 炎 炎 炎 炎 炎 炎 炎 炎 炎 炎 炎 炎 炎

Boom, high air cloud violent shock, white brilliance masterpiece.

Among them, the monk gently "snapped" and immediately said: "Good, good means, gas transport blessing, my Anyang defense is stronger, Zhaowen, you are very good, not bad, only this one, I can fully Two months innocent."

Zhao Wendi heard great news and faced Sun Hao with a slight sigh: "Agarwood is talented and admire."

Below, many monks who came to observe the ceremony, cheered together.

Star Star General haha ​​laughed and said: "Agarwood Dade, grievances with Germany, hahaha, I am willing to accept the sin..."

The words of the star language were not finished. In the distance, a monk shouted at the air: "Report, South Gate Emergency Report..."

Star Master did not dare to neglect and said aloud: "Speed ​​report..."

The monk squatted in the air and said loudly and quickly: "Before the tea time, the demon army launched a charge and attack on the four major cities of Anyang at the same time. Among them, the "evil day" magic will appear in the south gate, and the south gate will be tight. Request support……"

Master Xingwen did not dare to neglect and said loudly: "The Great Emperor, the evil spirits will be the flames of the flames, the South is afraid that it will not be able to withstand how long, the Stars will ask for help, and go to help."

The warplanes were fleeting, and the Stars General did not talk nonsense. He said: "Go", the monks who have followed the letter have quickly gone straight to the South Gate.

Just, I haven't waited for how far the Stars will go.

Another monk shouted: "Report, Simon's emergency report..."

Ximen appeared "turbid" magic, the battle was tight, Zhao Wendi sent a general to go to help.

After the West Gate, the East Gate and the North Gate continued to tighten.

Two other generals were sent out.

At the same time, Zhao Wendi also sent a few monks who attended the ceremony to the scene, and at the core of the inner city, they were always on standby to support the parties.

From the floating city, the fairy mountain is far away from the four sides.

Sun Hao discovered that the overwhelming Mozu had taken out the unwilling posture and launched a storm on Anyang Longcheng.

Anyang City is surrounded by the city gates, and any part of the city wall is in a state of intense heat.

The monk of Anyang took up the spirit and strictly guarded against it, preventing the Demon Warriors from breaking through in their own defense.

The Zhaowen Emperor swept the sweep and said in his mouth: "Agarwood, we bless the Anyang airlift, it should be amazed by the demon monks. At this time they can be said that the whole army is dispatched, a large-scale attack, want to come, as long as we have passed this time Difficulties, behind, the Mozu can not shake me."

Sun Hao smiled and said: "Well, the Emperor is high, I think the Mozu is really a little panicked, the Great, can we continue?"

Zhao Wendi is preparing to say good, but in front of his eyes, he found a group of monks flying over.

The head of the group is the elders of the group.

Sun Hao’s face showed a thoughtful smile.

There was a doubt in the face of Zhao Wendi.

At this moment, what is the enshrining group running here? Are they not opening up good fields on the top of Xianshan? Of course, if agarwood is effective, it will not matter much to open up a good field.

The monk watched the big elders and saw them.

The elders nodded slightly and quickly flew to the high platform. They looked up and said, "The emperor, the four wars are tight, and the emperor is invited to preside over it..."

Zhao Wendi gave a slight glimpse and said: "I have made arrangements. You can rest assured that the elders can't break my Anyang city..."

Wei Bai shook his head and said with a firm expression: "The great emperor does not know, the devil is the strongest demon, Shamanhe has already supervised the army outside the city, but the emperor is best to be present in person..."

Zhao Wendi stayed for a while and looked over to Sun Hao.

Sun Hao smiled slightly: "The Great Emperor thinks twice, once the blessing is over, if you want to start again, you have to start from the beginning. Besides, it is not easy for us to move the people of the heavens. This time, please call ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ next time Can you please move it, it is hard to say, with the view of agarwood, why not ask the elders to intercept the enemy?"

Zhao Wendi nodded and looked down.

However, I saw that the elders raised their hands and raised a small bronze dragon column. The mouth said in a loud voice: "I know that the emperor will be confused and forget the business, so I invited the Guo Guolong. Column, the Great, please go to the battlefield to preside over the overall situation."

Zhao Wendi's face is a positive one.

Sun Hao’s whole body was slightly shocked. He looked at the Zhenguo Longzhu and showed a bright smile. It was really a stepping stone in the soles of the soles. It took no effort.

The town of Longzhu in the hands of the elders should be the gathering of the eastern air transport, the real East Pole.

If you don't see it with your own eyes, Sun Hao will never think that the East Pole Tianzhu will only be a small stone dragon column.

However, from the current situation, the state of the country's national dragon column is not very good.

It has already reached the point where it is impossible to clean up the magic disaster. (To be continued.)