Night spirit look a stuffy hum 1.
Sue ink eyes a clot.
He failed to pull the night spirit, but triggered the night spirit body chain.
The iron hoop suddenly tightened and the spike pierced the night spirit again, and the blood flowed out of the scarlet blood!
Su Mo was anxious.
If you want to save the night spirit, you must break this chain!
Although the desolation is terrible, the magic of the dragon’s body is not exhausted. It won’t last long!
The strong of the Six Fierce Tribes are on the periphery, waiting for the’ desolation’ to dissipate and they will kill again!
The number of hundreds of fierce families who have fallen in the Great War has exceeded one hundred!
But most of them are Taoists in the realm of law.
The fierce clan has not fallen much.
That is to say, if you wait for the six fierce families to surround Su Mo and Night Spirit again, it will still be run!
Su Moshen said, "Night Spirit, please bear with me and I will try to break this chain!"
Night spirit pursed her lips and nodded her head.
Su Mo clenched the lotus base and smashed it according to the night spirit chain!
When!
Mars is flying!
Su Mo was shocked and felt a huge anti-shock force pouring into the body, numb and numb, and the lotus platform almost flew away!
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Seeing this, the cold spirit god couldn’t help laughing. "Don’t do these things! This heavenly lock is a treasure of our protoss, and even a magic weapon can’t break it. You are a much worse lotus! "
Chapter one thousand three hundred and twelve Vision shocked the world!
Even if the strong six fierce families see Su Mo coming to the night spirit, they don’t panic.
Because they know that it is impossible to leave here unless the gods lock the night spirit!
Su Mo also knows that it is not that the lotus is not strong enough, but that the original lotus is destroyed, and now the strength of a lotus is naturally much worse.
"I can’t believe I can’t get a broken lock!"
Su Mo’s mind moved the dragon’s body, and he felt that his body mana was not much, so he would no longer release the’ barren’ eyebrows and open a bronze Fang Ding.
This bronze Fang Ding is the origin of Su Mo in the ruins of Dagan.
Although the tripod body is full of cracks and has been scrapped, the broken tripod body is harder than what magic weapon can hurt it!
This bronze statue of Fang Ding Sumo has been seen by many monks in Vientiane City.
Offering a bronze Fang Ding dragon, he can almost certainly hide it.
But there is no other way to move out of bronze Fang Ding!
Dragon’s true body is full of qi and blood, and the strength of the bronze Fang Ding outbreak department is smashed towards the God lock!
When!
A loud noise!
God lock intact instead of generate out of a dazzling golden light strong anti-seismic force almost turned the dragon look down!
How strong is the blood of the dragon’s real body?
But even so, his whole arm has been numb and his veins are blocked.
The night spirit’s neck and limbs were stabbed by many sharp thorns again, and scarlet blood surged out, but the night spirit clenched its teeth without saying a word!
"Hum!"
The cold spirit god proudly said, "I’m a treasure of the protoss. The greater the power you touch, the stronger the anti-shock force you will bear from the lock of the gods!"
The words sound just fell cold spirit god and other six fierce clan strong wai killed again.
Without the "barren" six fierce families, the strong people will have scruples about staring at Su Mo, the dragon and the night spirit in the center of the battlefield.
The situation is becoming more and more critical!
If this one doesn’t make it, Su Mo will have to explain it!
"Hey, that bronze Fang Ding seems familiar."
"It seems that in the Vientiane City, Wudaojun was once the leader of the Protoss."
"What on earth is this red-haired alien martial arts monarch?"
Some practitioners have found anomalies.
Su Mo narrowed his eyes and thought about countermeasures.