C168 (2/2)
The other Black Ghost cavalry also cleaned the battlefield, and then cut off the werewolf's little finger. These are all the certificates for military merit.
”Yes! With Moyu's speed, it shouldn't be so slow. I'm worried about something! ” Luo Yu frowned, with a trace of sadness in his eyes. The little dragon bird is not his fighting bird, but his brother. Since the birth of the little dragon bird, they have been together and never separated. Naturally, there is no need to say more about the deep feelings.
Whoa!
At this time, a long lost cry came from the distant sky. Hearing this cry, Luo Yu turned from sorrow to joy.
”Ha ha, Mo Yu is back!”
In the distant sky, the little dragon sparrow came back holding a werewolf's head. Its feathers were a little messy, and it was flying wobbly. The light in the purple pupil was not as bright as before, a little tired, a little haggard.
”Ha ha ha, little fellow, you are quite stubborn. This time, I'll see where you're going to escape. The top martial art of the xuanjie stage is the technique of body binding with green vine!”
Who knows, a laugh came from the far sky, a green streamer across the sky, followed by the little dragon finch.
At a closer look, it was a thin faced middle-aged man with a pair of green wings on the back of a long blue fir. The man laughed, and the green wood real yuan in his hand surged, and a seal was formed in his hand. The green real yuan condensed into more than ten green vines and wrapped around the little dragon bird.
”Mo Yu! Who is that? There is a pair of wings on the back Luo Yu was shocked. This was the first time he saw a man with wings
”that was...” Smart and dynamic
Li Yu was also surprised, but he must have been a disciple of a big family. He had seen more powerful people than Luo Yu. However, he said that he was a middle-aged man in Qingshan.
”What? Smart environment! ”It's the highest realm in the three realms of nature.” Luo Yu was surprised. He didn't know what realm his master was, and Hao didn't mention it. This Qingshan man was the highest martial artist he had ever seen.
”Ningyuan Jingwu can condense a pair of Yuan wings with real yuan behind his back, but at most he can fly at low altitude, and he can't fly far. Because the use of Yuan wings consumes a lot of real yuan, the real yuan reserves of strong Ningyuan Jingwu are not enough to support the long-term use of Yuan wings. Only when Yuan Zang is formed in his body, can he fly with Yuan wings flexibly for a long time If shanman can use Yuanyi so flexibly, then he is at least a strong player in smart environmentLi Yu also solemnly explained.
”Smart state, smart state, that Moyu is not very dangerous!” Luo Yu looks at the sky anxiously.
The little dragon sparrow dodges in the green vines, and it is dangerous to avoid the green vines.
”Well! How tenacious The middle-aged man of Qingshan gave a cold hum, and his whole body was full of wood property. Zhenyuan uprising added more than ten green vines, and more than 30 green vines danced wildly, like green snakes.
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Shua Shua!
Two green vines tremble, twining the legs of the little dragon bird, firmly grasping the dodgy figure of the little dragon bird.
Whoa!
The Little Dragon Bird screams, its wings flutter wildly, trying to struggle out of the entanglement of the green vines, but who knows that the green vines are like iron locks, and can't make it.
During the time when the little dragon bird was bound, other green vines followed closely. Some twined the Little Dragon Bird's neck, some twined its wings, and some twined its body. The whole body of the little dragon bird was wrapped by the green vines, the whole person! Oh, the mistake is that the whole bird is wrapped like a big blue zongzi.
”Hey, hey! It's up to you to escape this time! ” Qingshan man sneers.
Who knows, at this time, a black flame appeared on the little dragon bird. As soon as the black flame appeared, the green vines were burned to make a Zizi sound, huokemu. Moreover, the black flame is not an ordinary flame. Think about the origin of the little dragon bird, the beast playing with fire, and one of the blood of the Phoenix. Can this flame be simple?