Heavenly Lord of the Myriad Realms

Yan Xiu's anger rushed to the gate of the camp.

More than a dozen of the dancers who were exposed to the clothes swarmed up and grabbed Yan Xiuer.

The ghosts outside the camp were screaming and screaming, and they laughed so arrogantly that they were so mad.

These dancers are entangled in Yu Xiuer, and they are persuaded to succumb to Yu Qianxiu.

"Look at the Lord, don't say that the Lord is a little bit of your heart, just for your people, but also consider it!"

"Isn't it, these days, just for your reluctance, look at how many clan people have been killed by you?"

"Oh, that is, we have no blessings. If the Lord is able to see us, then the blessing of Tianda is not!"

"Yeah, yes, the young master can see you and the Lord, is this a beautiful thing? As long as you are less than the Lord, you have to return to the ghosts, and everyone will be your own." Well."

Under the moonlight night, the crazy laughter of the ghosts is like a ghost, blood is full of land, a few white bodies are dying in the plasma, and Xiu Xiu’s eagerness is struggling, and more than a dozen are only wrapped around the arms and calves. The dancers are pestering her, and the pink legs and jade arms exude evil beauty in the moonlight.

In this situation, people with a slightly weaker state of mind are enough to lose their senses and go straight into the devil. From then on, they become completely indulged and become the palm of their hands.

Yan Xiu’s angry and sullen screaming, slap in the face and slap the dancers.

The dancers were beaten by Yan Xiu, but they kept laughing and entangled that Yan Xiuer would not allow her to rush out of the camp.

Shangyun, Shangyu, and many other savage people walked out of the tent. They watched the maids killed outside the camp without a word, and they seemed to be squirting fire. But there is nothing to say and nothing to do.

It took a full quarter of an hour, and a strong man with a heavy armor came over and yelled a few times impatiently.

Those days of ghosts and sorcerers haha ​​hauled several corpses and shouted the slogan of ‘God to the evil spirits’, slowly immersed in the darkness.

Yan Xiuer was surrounded by the dancers into one of the biggest tents in the middle, and after a burst of angry roaring, the dancers came out and they did not let go, so they lay down on the mat outside the tent. It is.

Shangyun, Shangyu and other ethnic groups whispered a few words to each other, but they sighed for a while, and they fell into the tent one by one.

Chu Tian quietly looked up at the sky, he silently calculated the time according to his heart rate, and after a moment of hard work, waited for the ghosts outside this small camp to start yawning one by one. At that time, Chu Tian fully launched the "Dream of the Dream".

The invisible singular power shrouded the land, and a thousand heavenly ghosts taught the elite body to sway at the same time. They fell asleep without knowing it, and fell one by one to the ground.

Chu Tianyin walked over with a sullen face, turned into a stream of wind, and circled around the camp.

The green scorpion sword pierced the eyebrows of these days' ghosts and killed the green light in their minds directly. The Qingjian sword instantly swallowed up the huge essence of their body, and all the spirits of the evil spirits in the body swallowed cleanly.

The refining furnace opened up six fire doors with joy, and a thousand days of ghostly spirits were swallowed up by the refining furnace, turned into a **** size of the sea bowl, wrapped in a layer of purple flames wrapped in crazy Quenched.

The Rat Lord came outside the gate of the camp. His thin tail poked at the invisible blue light curtain, then nodded and whispered: "Not too much enchantment, the mouse is only light. Light one poke!"

In the sound of ‘嗤嗤’, a hole in the size of the gate was cracked on the light curtain of the gate of the camp.

Chu Tian and the mouse came into the camp, and the tail of the mouse was smashed, and the blue light curtain healed again without leaving a trace.

In the small camp, Yu Xiuer, dozens of old people, and hundreds of important generals of the wilderness all slumber in the tent. Chu Tian nodded to the mouse, and the mouse squatted on the ground, and ‘吱吱’ called a few voices.

Silent, the ground in the middle of the camp was sunk, revealing a large pit with a diameter.

Hundreds of sturdy and fat bodies, bamboo bones, mountain rats, and groundhogs, all of which are fat and fat, have been smashed out of the big pit, one by one, surrounded by the joyful and joyful, and a filial son The virtues of his ancestors.

After these large-scale, far more than ten times the size of the same large number of rats, a large group of normal-type rats are like the tides.

In the subtle '吱吱' sound, these rodents quickly poured into large and small tents, and they will sleep in the Datong shop, the beautiful people, the important generals of all ethnic groups, and the ants. Moved out, orderly into the tunnel under the big pit.

These rodents are the little demons that the rats were taught in the mountains in the three years in Zhangzhou. Their strength is not worth mentioning, but the smallest rodents also have dozens of pounds of strength. Seven or eight rodents can join together to easily transport a big living person.

In just one tea time, hundreds of people were transported to the tunnels that were deep underground, and walked along the straight tunnel to the distant forest. There are rodents responsible for transporting people, and more rodents are responsible for re-blocking the tunnel with mud after the rear hall.

Chutian did not enter the tunnel, but walked along the direction of the tunnel on the ground.

So I walked out a dozen miles away, and suddenly there was a sharp whistling in the rear camp: "A group of waste, my beautiful people have been robbed... You are still sleeping! Beauty, swearing, you Where are you going?"

The sorcerer's altar that I saw that day was vacated, and a large scent of ghosts rushed to the side.

Eighteen giant ghost heads composed of ghosts and sorrows, there are still more than ten miles away from Chutian. The sinister evil spirits have already condensed large clouds in the sky, and a piece of palm-sized blue-green snow flakes from Tianer Down, the large mountain forest is frozen into a snow and ice.

Fortunately, they are retreating in tunnels that are deep underground and they have not been attacked by this sinister evil.

Chutian jumped up and the wind and thunder was suspended in the air several dozen feet off the ground.

He looked at the Qianqian, who was quickly chasing him on the altar of the ghost. He laughed loudly: "The female ghost who is not male or female, I have ambushed hundreds of millions of soldiers here. Do you dare to come? Come, come, come, if you are Come on, the brothers will make you happy and happy!"

Chu Tian has to go down, and has used the most rogue idlers in the market to scream each other.

Some words are really vulgar to the extreme, although the text is not well documented, when Chu Tian himself screams loudly, he feels a burst of red face! It is really, some words are too shameless, too sloppy, too filthy!

Yu Qianxun was angered by Chu Tian, ​​and she left the show no matter what time, driving the ghost altar to chase up to Chutian.

Chu Tian screamed, while cursing loudly, while stepping on the treetops, he quickly fled to the mountains where the tigers were vigorously and the old blacks ambushed them.