Chapter 124 (1/2)

But there were more than two people coming. Then came their own master, Luo Ning, with Dugu Bo.

As for Zhao Wuji, some are too weak, so they stay outside to meet them.

Ning Fengzhi, who was already in the city, suddenly felt the top Angel breath of thousands of streams, and they came immediately.

The two teams arrived almost at the same time and looked at the situation.

Hair scattered on the ground, the ground red with blood, the bald chrysanthemum pass lying on the ground, the bald ghost with a martial spirit open, and the extremely weak bidong.

Of course, there is a dignified Yan Mengmeng.

When thousands of streams came, Yan Mengmeng really didn't expect. Yan Mengmeng was really not sure about the battle limit. In addition, he was poisoned.

At the same time, the two teams took their seats next to their own people and looked at each other.

The atmosphere suddenly became strange.

Dugu Bo couldn't help laughing.

”Ha ha... What's the matter with you? You're bald! Ha ha...”

Yan Mengmeng couldn't help saying this.

Looking at these people in the opposite direction, the ghost was angry, but it was just cruel.

”Old poison, you want to die!”

Dugu Bo: ”well, this man is not good when he is old. A gust of wind passes and he will be bald when he says he is bald.”

Ghosts: ☄ ฺ(◣ д ◢) ☄ ฺ

I have to say that Dugu Bo's momentum is full.

Seeing this, qiandaoliu slowly came forward, frowned at Yan Mengmeng and asked, ”Qibao Liuli sect, Jiandao Chenxin, why are you here?”

Sword Douluo: ”Oh, it's you. Why don't you stay in your Douluo hall and run out?”

Qiandaoliu: ”Chenxin boy, when you grow up, you dare to talk to me like this. Your father dare not.”

Speaking of this, Yan Mengmeng obviously felt that his master jiandouluo clenched his fists and trembled all over.

Not afraid, but angry.

He shook his head. Yan Mengmeng grabbed jiandouluo's hand. It was full of calluses and vicissitudes. His hands were cold.

But because of the temperature of Yan Mengmeng's arrival, jiandouluo also calmed down. Looking at Yan Mengmeng's worried look, he had some bad feelings.

Of course, it's not just sword fighting that makes you realize this scene.

There are also thousands of streams on this side of the Wuhun Hall: ”this man is from you, the seven treasures Liuli sect?”

Qiandaoliu had been paying attention to Yan Mengmeng before. He was dressed in a black soul coat and surrounded by ten black soul rings.

He knew that bidon didn't lie to himself. The girl might really be a God.

Yan Mengmeng: ”forget it, I haven't officially met you for so long. I'm heijue. The second of the seven treasures of glass sect is dedicated to the disciples of the ancient banyan bone Douluo.”

Yes, Yan Mengmeng suddenly thought of her identity.

Although Ning Feng was surprised, he didn't show much.

On the other hand, qiandaoliu frowned. Qibao Liuli sect should not be underestimated!

Whether this person is a God or not, with the little disciple of sword Douluo, Dugu bo here, he has the strength of five titles.

But that's all. As long as the black is not the real God, it's futile to do more.

Qiandaoliu: ”then let me meet you, six winged angel!”

Suddenly, the golden soul force Peng Yong came out of the field. A hundred feet high six winged golden angel appeared behind thousands of streams, and then began to emerge the soul ring, one by one from the top of the six winged angel's soul.

Seeing this scene, Yan Mengmeng frowned.