God of Fishing

According to the walking route of everyone, it is actually only a short tail. After all, the faucet has actually been collected by itself.

甬 This time the martyrdom was very long, and there was no surprise that no special creature attacked.

Xiao Luo frowned: "Did you feel strange?"

Xiao Xia Chan nodded: "Yes, the aura has become richer."

The music man frantic: "A bit cold."

Han Fei was thinking about this along the way. He was thinking: why are there so many holes? Why is Huoyun Cave so deep? Suddenly, Han Fei froze: Why is the leading faucet in front? What is the purpose? Is it possible that after Jackie Chan's death, the strong man will fight him into a dragon?

"Hisse! Dragon veins."

非 Han Fei looked shocked and said busyly: "Dragon vein. Judging from the arrangement of these keels, we should be walking on the dragon vein."

Everyone was curious: "What dragon vein?"

Han Fei: "Stupid! It is after the death of the dragon that the terrain is used to create a dragon-shaped vein. The land of the dragon vein is suitable for raising corpses ... lying down, forward, quickly ..."

Han Fei seemed to think of something and suddenly sprinted forward.

Although everyone did not understand, they quickly followed.

I ran for a few kilometers, and a huge cave appeared, larger than all previous caves.

However, everyone suddenly stopped at the entrance of the cave at this moment, the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

Xiao Xia Chan poked Han Fei, and said, "Why are there people sitting there?"

非 Han Fei swallowed and responded: "If I guess well, this is the real Dragon Slayer. The one just now is not."

"His ..."

A few people stepped back subconsciously. Is this teasing us? The goods have already been fortified just now, but they are not the dragon-slayers yet?

Alas, everyone agreed without even thinking about it. Because in the center of this cave, it seems that living people are entangled there, maintaining the posture of cultivation. The man was fair-skinned, with flesh and blood, and didn't know whether he was alive or dead. The most terrible thing is that this person's face is directly facing their hole.

"Coo!"

The music people madly spread the voice to everyone: "Slide? This is the existence of a dead dragon with one finger. We can't stand his finger."

Many people resigned, but Han Fei did not. The dragon's tail was placed two meters in front of the strong man. Around the strong man, there was a circular pit about five meters wide. The pit is nothing else, it's all a spiritual spring.

非 Han Fei was beating heartily: This Lingquan attracted him more than Dragon Tail. I ’m basically running out of Reiki now, and I ’ll have to wait until I ’m practicing to break through the senior fisherman? On your own, when will you be able to practice a tens of thousands of tool sets?

How much is this Lingquan in front of me? There are more than tens of thousands of points. If you can get it, it will definitely be sent.

Luo Luo Xiaobai heard: "Look, at the other end, there is a door."

Zhang Xuanyu: "Will it be an export?"

Xiao Xia Chan: "It's possible that they have already reached the end. It stands to reason that there must be a door to go out, otherwise we have to go to the stove."

Yan Leren crazy: "What if the door is not an exit?"

Everyone was silent for a moment: Yes! In case the door is not an exit, wouldn't it be to annihilate your own back road?

But when the crowd was hesitant, a loud noise suddenly came from behind him, the cave was shaking, and gravel fell.

"No, the back has collapsed."

Five people's faces are all green: when did they not shake, but then they just shook.

Also when the cave shook, the strong man sitting in the middle of the cave opened his eyes suddenly.

非 Han Fei screamed, "Hurry up, that door is the last way out."

Fan Leren murmured: "I said, don't look for it, don't look for it, you see, this time we will all be beaten to death."

Luo Luo Xiaobai: "While this strong man has not recovered, hurry up."

Hundreds of meters away, but in a blink of an eye. The next moment, everyone rushed out. Lerenkang and Han Fei lifted the door. Sure enough, just like the previous door, just lift it up.

Xiao Xia Chan and Luo Xiao Bai quickly passed through the lifted door. Zhang Xuanyu followed closely, and the musician's face went red with madness: "Exerting force, I can't get through."

Han Fei: "I have let you lose weight for a long time. You do n’t listen. Now you know the pain when you escape?"

"Soldier, even shield."

I saw that the musician used his armor box in an instant. A few big shields were about to stand under the crack of the door, but Han Fei and Leren Kuang were aggressive in the next second. They felt cold on their backs, and they did not know when they were standing behind them.

Han Fei: "I knock ..."

Zhang Xuanyu shouted over there: "Come here ..."

"Boom ..."

Su Shimen collapsed instantly and hit the ground with a muffled sound. At the same time, black stones fell in all directions. Not only this door, but also another door was sealed.

At the same time, a fat body was stung from the inside. The fierce strength made the musician roll wildly on the ground for seven or eight laps.

The Yue people's expression changed suddenly, and they ran to the door, yelling, "Furious fighting body."

At this moment, not only were the musicians crazy, everyone else was also discolored, all pale, and all struggling to lift the stone door.

However, they can only pull up three inches of space and can't pull it anymore.

The Yuele people's eyes were red and anxiously yelled, "Han Fei, Han Fei, you ironhead, have you been hit by an ironhead?"

"Han Fei, say something."

非 "No, squeak you, don't leave us."

"嘭 ..."

There was a huge bombardment on the door, and Leren Kuang waited for four people to be ejected several meters away.

Luo Luo Xiaobai's face was pale: "Not good, I was suppressed by something."

The grumpy voices of the music people were shaking, and the tears screamed at the moment: "Lift up! I can lift up, I can ..."

Han Fei's face changed greatly at this moment, holding the keel against the rock wall behind him. Half a meter in front of him, the man looked at him blindly.

"Coo!"

"Brother, I have something to say, we are all civilized, and fighting is too rude."

The man did not respond, but stared at the keel in Han Fei's hand.

Han Fei quickly stretched the keel forward: "Senior, do you want? I will send you!"

"Snapped!"

Han Fei did not see how the opponent shot, the keel in his hand was thrown and flew straight into the rock wall.

"Hisse! I'm a good guy!"

"Senior, let's not make sense!"

非 Han Fei has a cold sweat behind his back. He is shaking the watermark in his hands and wondering whether to give this **** a print. But in case the watermark can't be touched, isn't it miserable?

I saw Han Fei moving slightly under his feet and standing face to face with the Dragon Slayer, which was by no means a pleasant thing. The most important thing is that Han Fei saw that the dragon-slaying powerhouse had a relatively shiny face and seemed to be getting old.

"evil Dead?"

非 Han Fei was speechless and turned to the graveyard to find treasure. Does this person know if he is dead? How many years would this person live if he lived? The dragon has become a bone, and he has not changed.

"嘭 ..."

"Click"

非 Han Fei was filmed with a slap ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ was filmed directly into the Lingquan.

With this slap, Han Fei's head was a bit sloppy. The ribs were broken, the flesh on his chest was blurred, Han Fei was shocked, so strong.

"No, it's not too strong. Isn't this person fully recovered?"

Oh yes, the mural is engraved with serious injuries. They are dying, and their strength must be greatly reduced. Thinking of this, Han Fei's thoughts would not be the source of these powers provided by these spiritual springs? I **** you all.

With Han Fei's thoughts, the water in the pond was reduced by more than half, and the refining world was directly filled. The space of 60 squares was filled with the Lingquan, and Han Fei was shocked at that time. How many Lingquans would there be?

"Master Gourd, **** it for me."

"Refine the world, expand."

"Little black and white ... shrimp every day ... come out to eat."

Suddenly the man looked at Han Fei with deep eyes and walked step by step.

Han Fei stretched out his hand, and the refining demon pot appeared in the palm of his hand: "The faucet took up too much space.

After finishing talking, a huge faucet blocked in front of Han Fei. The moment the faucet appeared, the opposite man stopped. His face seemed full of anger.

Immediately, the faucet was sucked into the gourd. Han Fei shouted at the man: "Illusions, all you see are hallucinations, that is not a dragon head, that is a snake head ..."