Yellowstone Park gradually took off the bow, and the spiritual power on it gradually condensed, saying: "It seems that there must be someone going to **** today." But I didn't always like hell. Best to give you this opportunity! "

As he said, the bow and arrow in his hand were aimed at Sen me, and a faint ripple of spiritual power fluttered from the arrow.

My eyes flashed with a faint coolness, and I smiled and said, "So, before I rushed, I was not even happy with my hands. I have never been a good master of the king's stunts." In such a long period of time, the king must have achieved a lot. Great progress, this time just soliciting opinions! "I shake my hand, the burning sword will be held tightly in my hand, the spirit of the sword and the way of the spirit are intertwined, making it hard to breathe.

The two people were already tense tit-for-tat. Suddenly there was a voice:

"Yo, you are so angry! Why?"

The eyes of the two people who heard the sound together, only saw that the person was a cold double moon.

"This is a good time for the two girls!" King Yellowstone bowed and smiled.

"Let me guess the deep hole near here," he said. I don't know what one of them can do to make them both so desperate? "

I smiled and said, "The girl guessed well. If you want to grab this head, you won't fight with the girl at the bottom."

The coldness of Shuangyue gradually approached the pit and looked for a while. Suddenly, it also took a few steps back. But after a while, I saw her humming coldly, saying: "What is the fear of illusions?"

In these two months of cold mouth, chanting spells, a psychic power slowly flowed out of her mouth, as if the words she said became spiritual power, shining one after another, and the whole hole was covered. Living.

After a while, the black light suddenly lit up, and there was a rapid tremor on the ground, and I was taken aback. When the moon was cold, I forgot my own spell. I saw a dark light in the cave, and suddenly it started to rain. I can only feel its smell, looking down at the wet hands of the rain, it is a blood-red color!

But the strong **** smell of this **** rain is fatal. What's more terrifying is. The three of them forgot to fight at this time, and quickly took a few steps back.

"Who doesn't know good or bad, who will worry about my cleanliness!" A desolate voice came from the crowd. The voice seemed to be an old man with white hair.

Suddenly, I saw a few beams of light suddenly shooting out of the dark light, surprisingly fast. I saw three people and quickly pulled back, the blade of my hand began to block them. But the speed is too fast. I stuck a sword in my chest and was hit by a black light. Suddenly, a huge force pushed the three me away and fell to the ground, and they couldn't help screaming.

Waiting to turn over, suddenly, the black lamp rushed out of an old man with a white beard. Standing in the gap at this time, steady and steady, it seems that it is not difficult at all.

The three of them were a little dumbfounded, but found that the whole body of the old man was full of five colors, which were flashing all the time. It seems that another layer of fog has wrapped it up, but the brilliance of the five colors clearly gives people a strong sense of crisis. If you observe carefully, it is not difficult to find that under its long forehead, a trace of dark air is condensing.

The old man showed little power and power in the later period, but he hadn't done it yet, he didn't know the depth of it. For a while, none of these three people worked in vain.

I said, "Two girls, what is this?"

The moon shook his head coldly, and said: "I only know that the shady in the square cave is because this person has blinded the entrance of the cave with fantasy, and this old man may be a connoisseur."

I nodded, before speaking, the old man suddenly cursed: "Two ignorant juniors are calculating here." Boy, the old man is a spirit, not a thing. Open your eyes and look at the skeleton. "I found that the old man is full of evil spirits. Although there are five colors on his body, there is no sense of justice in my body. The thick fog on my forehead makes people feel that this person's breathing is very close to the magical object.