Three hours later, a valley loomed ahead.
"Here we are"
Came to the valley, the spirit boat landed slowly, and many monks jumped
In this Dongling Valley, there are also two real people guarding Wenxuan and three people guarding the misty peak. There are already five real people guarding this place.
In the middle of Dongling Valley, there is a pool with sparkling water and strong aura.
Even if it is hundreds of meters away, Sumo and others can clearly feel it.
"This is really a blessing."
Xiao pang showed his intoxication, took a deep breath and praised him.
"Hehe"
Feng Haoyu smiled and said meaningfully, "Enjoy yourselves."
Just then, there was a dark dark cloud outside Dongling Valley, which was unpredictable and rolling in at a very fast speed!
There is still a little scarlet light shining in this dark cloud, which is weird and gloomy.
The clouds change color!
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"Huh?"
Wenxuan look a narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction of dark clouds.
Su Mo suddenly frowned at the sight of such a dark cloud and felt a sense of deja vu.
This dark cloud is moving very fast, and its strange red light is flashing, but it is not like a cloud, but like …
"Mine blood-eyed crow!"
The so-called black cloud is actually a surge of crows
The flashing red light is the crow’s eyes!
Su Mo thought of the World War I sinking outside Linfeng. "Be careful, it’s those people in Lingkuang outside Linfeng!"
"To revenge the magic door?"
Wenxuan narrowed his eyes and murdered.
In the hearts of all people in the dimly discernible peak, the tragedy in Maple City was committed by people in the magic door.
But Sumo learned from Ji goblin that there was no such vicious means and achievement method in the magic door.
At this point, Sumo believes that Ji goblin.
Although Ji goblins seem to be frivolous, they are very measured and have magic door pride in their bones.
If it is in the magic door, she will not deny it.
Su Mo looked at Xiao Pang and coldly whispered, "If you see that the situation is wrong, run away!"
"why?" Xiao pang got a fright.
Lengrou also frowned slightly.
Two people haven’t realized the danger.
In their opinion, there are five real people such as Wenxuan in Zongmen and a group of top monks in Zhujiajing here.
Such a powerful force is enough to destroy some small clan doors and will be afraid of people.
Sue ink didn’t speak eyes in the wind Haoyu and elder Chen turned a circle and pulled out a fly sword from the bag.
It’s Extreme Fire Dao Jun who makes extremely flying swords!
During this period, Su Mo spent most of his energy on studying and tempering, and realized that the realm of candle-illuminated sword array has not yet been refined.
This flying sword is also found in the order spirit in his bag.
Soon the dark clouds came to Dongling Valley.
Exhausted blood-eyed crows hover in the sky to cover the sky and exude a strong demon spirit. Every practice is no weaker than that of Godsworn Tsukiji!
It was dark at once.
Many dimly discernible peak brothers in the valley look a little ugly, and there is a fear in the depths of their eyes.
After all, this scene is so shocking that it is creepy and chilling!
The crow’s eyes generate with scarlet lotus flower kept neighing and staring at the face, and all the monks seemed to dive at any time to tear many dimly discernible peak brothers to pieces!
Xiao pang turned pale and swallowed his saliva. He said with a dignified look, "This time the flat-haired beast is much stronger than the first time I saw it!"
At the entrance of Dongling Valley, a huge spiritual boat galloped and hundreds of monks jumped from the surface.
Among them, there are more than ten real people!
The rest are patchy repairs by Godsworn Tsukiji, but the number is several times more than that of Brother Dimly discernible Peak!
Plus the raven with a bloody eye at the top of the head …
On the absolute wind, whether it’s from the real person then or from the misty peak of Godsworn Tsukiji.
This is a encirclement and suppression bureau!
The sky goes into the ground!
Among the hundreds of monks from Lingzhou, the first young monk was Tsukiji, dressed in a bloody robe, and asked a crow at the cuff. His face was pale and his mouth was slightly upturned.
Ten then real people clustered around faintly to protect them in the middle.