Chapter 144: Dragon Knight

The situation is not right!

The moment the young dragon's figure appeared, the cruel-looking Dark Elf executioner's face changed drastically, because the dragon didn't care about the cat-man bait they set up at all, didn't have any idea of rescue, and dived directly toward the dark elf hidden archers lurking on the edge of the forest on both sides.

"Why can it find the lurkers?"

The blood-colored executioner wanted to rescue the archers, but it was too late.

—Dragon Breath spray

In the southeast direction of Su Nan, thousands of miles away, some things were happening in the Screaming Cave.

During the operation, it produced wisps of tearing force, as if a knife had drawn faint cracks on the body, and the pain was unbearable.

If it were the weak her in the past, wanting to achieve a certain goal, she could only hope for the "miracle" of the Holy Grail.

At this time, he could only try his best to persuade Li Xin, because he was Li Xin's uncle, and from the beginning, he was destined to belong to the ranks of King Xin, which could not be changed.

Chen Yu grasped the timing, and the Yangming Sword Finger was performed for the first time here. The Dark Wing Wolf was at its weakest and difficult to dodge.

Yang Qingqing drifted, listening to the voice that seemed to come from the end of the mist, but why did this voice feel a bit familiar?

When these holy lights poured in, Fu Shuai suddenly had a feeling that time was being stretched, which was a near-death experience before his body was about to be burst by the holy light.

Their core had just been formed, and someone was anxious to see them outside. They even suspected that someone was coveting this Dragon Scale Blood Flame Pill.

This fifty-thousand-strong army is guarding, and to get in, unless you can fly in, you have to turn into a mosquito. Because although it is relatively cold now, the moon is exceptionally bright, and even if you fly over, you will be seen.

Chen Yu was thinking about lending the power of 【Void Sacred Fire】 to Meng Qingyun. With the other party's second-order spatial laws and profound techniques, there might be hope to break the Five-Turn Heaven-Returning Formation.

Ye Chen saw this, his brows slightly wrinkled. He didn't know that such a thing happened last night, and he was completely unaware. Clearly, he was in the midst of a tribulation, so how could he reveal the form before the tribulation, and even reveal the blood of the Sacred Body?

Su Qinghan also became unhurried at this time, reached out and picked up a magazine from the side, and read it comfortably.

Following Su Qinghan, he took out the list in his hand and flipped to one of the pages, finding that one of the lists actually wrote that Su Ranran had been pregnant for a month.

Su Qinghan was putting on clothes outside, and suddenly heard Su Ranran's scream, thinking that she had encountered another accident, and ran over in a hurry.

This was a quasi-emperor, also suppressed in cultivation, with an aura as vast as the sea, demonic evil energy soaring to the sky, holding a blood-stained war halberd, not knowing how many people of the Fang Haotian family he had beheaded. That Fang Haotian Xuanzhen was severely injured by him.

"Are you really going to force me to death?" Ye Chen's expression was solemn. Fighting against sixteen young emperors alone, what kind of pressure was that.

The purple-clothed old man was truly a person with great supernatural powers. He put his two fingers together and pressed them on his arm, moving downward from his shoulder. The curse mark integrated into his arm was forcefully forced out by him.

Ye Youyao seemed not to have heard Jin Nanfeng's words, slowly raised his eyes, and a glimmer of hope seemed to flicker in the bottom of his eyes.

"Always talking about gods and ghosts, no wonder people always don't believe you are Zhao Tiezhu!" Wang Xiaolan expressed deep concern about Zhao Tiezhu's temperament.

And Ye Chen and Ji Ning-shuang paid more attention to the Son of Earth. Their vision was even better than Ye Ling and Tang Sanshao. They could naturally see the extraordinary nature of the Son of Earth, not just the bloodline, but also the Dao rhyme. At such an age, he had such insights, enough to look down on a generation.

Gradually, the people in Wang Xiu's car restored the smiles on their faces. Sometimes, they had to pretend to be very relaxed. Tired, but they had to do it.

"Don't look at me, I don't know either. There is porridge in the pot, you can serve it yourself. I'm packing up, so I won't entertain you." Zhao Guodong said and went about his own business. ===== CHAPTER 145 =====