Stealing The Heavens

Chapter 723 Accidental Conflict (third, request for recommendation)

At the entrance to the secret hall, he stopped the priest who was not allowed to carry the priests and the dragons and sisters into the secret hall and sat under a stone pillar outside the secret hall. The two dragon sisters were quietly together, their bodies narrowed to only one foot, carefully looked left and right, and they were full of curiosity about everything in the secret hall.

If you don't respect it, you are wandering on the ground, screaming and greeting the ancestors of this priest.

I didn't want to tie his mouth with a disrespectful body, but he didn't take much effort to untie the complicated bow on his mouth, and then he began to feel restless. He either commented on the few priestess who occasionally entered and exited the secret hall, or always wanted to slip into the secret hall to find some benefits.

The priests who are responsible for keeping the three people who are not respectful of the three are not bothered, but most of these priests in the secret temple are muddy, but the mud bodhisattva is angered and will be angry. After refusing to sneak into the secret hall with the illusion of the thirty-seventh time, the priest took out a plaque and pressed it against the unruly body, and suppressed him.

Straight squatting on the ground, I can't keep my mouth moving, except for the eyes, I can't move around. He can't move a little more, and even his claws can't be lifted a little. The angry sorrow did not respect the ancestors of the priest, but the priest sat under the stone pillar and turned a deaf ear.

Just as the blasphemy did not stop, the incomparably old priest took dozens of white priests along the long stone steps to the entrance to the secret hall. The old priest heard the swearing curse and looked down at the sound. He suddenly stopped and his eyes glanced at him with a smile. "Black Dragon! Five-claw Black Dragon! Look at him." The shape of the scales seems to be the blood of the pure-blooded Taikoo Five-Claw Black Dragon King! I wonder, is there such a pure-blooded black dragon?"

Then he licked his mouth, and the old priest looked at the two sisters. He sighed and praised: "Miaoji, Longyan, and the most ferocious flying dragon in the Dragonfly! Oh, the legendary cockroach and blood can be used to formulate the best medicine, bones, scales and The tendons can be used to refine the best implements. Oh, it’s wonderful!”

The old priest and the dozens of priests behind him were all wearing white robes in the secret system, but his chest was painted with a **** silk thread, which was quite different from the star map in front of Yuchen's chest. The pattern of the chest plaque of the old priest was a strange bone thorn inserted in a scorpion scorpion scorpion with six horns, and a twisted blood vine was born from the mouth of the hoe. This long vine was there. The odd bone spurs were put on the plate for a few laps, and a gorgeous blood-colored flower bloomed near the handle of the spur, and a twisted ghost face in the flower was laughing and laughing.

One of the halls of the secret hall is the first temple of the Wanling Hall, Wu Changzhen, and the Daxie Tiantian Temple is a vulgar family. Wu Changjia is now the controller of the right-hander of the Da Shi Si Tian Dian, who has a high prestige in the Da Yu Si Tian Dian system, or the Da Lai priest system, and is an important family to master the real power.

Nowadays, Emperor Boss holds the position of Da Sitian, and he is also known as the three great gods and clan clan of Chen. Wu Chang is ranked third among the three major clan. The tribes especially like to study some magical techniques of evil spirits. The temple of Wan Ling, which is hosted by Wu Changzhen, is such a hall dedicated to playing various secrets.

The priests of the Hall of Fame most like to play all kinds of grafting tricks, such as cutting a green dragon's head, and then pressing his head on a basaltic neck to see if the new Qinglong Xuanwu can have it at the same time. Qinglong's tyrannical power and basaltic bloodline spells. Or put the head of the phoenix phoenix and the ice phoenix on the neck of a green scorpion at the same time to see if this new strange creature can have both ice and fire properties, and whether it can control the wind while spraying ice. power.

Or, they forced the Longbo people to meet with the feathers, and they took various secret medicines at the same time to see if they could give birth to a new ethnic group with wings but huge body. They have also forced various adult-shaped monsters to meet each other, and strive to cultivate some powerful new varieties of monsters. As for the common sense, they do not have this concept.

For the old priests of the Hall of Fame, such as Wu Changzhen, the most joyful thing is to find some strange experimental items, especially the blood of the ancients, and the rare treasures they dreamed of. Once they discover rare experimental products, they never pay attention to the opinions of the experimental products, they will force or induce the violence directly into the Hall of Fame, and then. . .

Many times, the experimental products that entered the Hall of All Souls have never appeared. There were also priest apprentices of the Hall of Fame who, when chatting with the apprentices of their temples, inadvertently said that the stewed dragon tendons are very chewy, and the honey-boiled phoenix wings are sweet and delicious.

When Wu Changyi saw that he was not respectful, his saliva almost flowed down; and then saw the two sisters, Wu Chang’s body violently smashed. The purebred blood of the highest royal family of the Taikoo Black Dragon family, the descendants of the extinct flying dragon and dragon, the preciousness of these three experimental materials, these three good ingredients. . .

Hey, Wu Changzhen took a picture of his belly, what to say without first mentioning the ingredients, bring the three experimental materials back to the cramped skin. Or you can force them to mate with each other. The legendary dragon's blood is incomparably tyrannical. Any genus of dragons and dragons are born with the descendants of the dragons, so the blood of the royal family of the ancient black dragon and the dragons meet, they are born. What will be down?

Flying ice and black dragon?

At the thought of this endless possibilities, Wu Changzhen felt that his already cold blood suddenly burned, and his already dead heart suddenly became extremely hot. In his long life, he has already plagued the species that can be found on the Pangu continent, but now he suddenly discovers new targets!

Taikoo Black Dragon, Ice Fire Dragon, he decided to slowly adjust these three experimental products this time, at least to concoct them for 10,000 years!

With a 'giggle' grotesque laughter, the height is only four feet up and down, and the skin is skinny, and the two palms are like chicken claws, and Wu Changqi swaying and swaying toward the past. He swayed his big head and smirked and smiled: "Come, come, squat, a little black dragon with more water. Hey, come, raise your ass, let the ancestors see if you are a public or a mother?"

I am yelling at the priests who are yelling at the priests around me. "Do you still be a mother or a mother? You can’t die. You see that Laozi might be a mother dragon? Mix things, you must be tied to you when you are pregnant." In the direction, feed your **** as your head, or how would you ask if Laozi is a male or a mother?"

Wu Changqi 'Huo Huo Huo' smiled sharply, he was excited to dance and said: "Hey, really energetic, this little guy is really alive and kicking, it is really fresh! Hey, how long is your body? Wait for the old The ancestors cut you a few pounds of black dragon meat and fried them in the oil pan. Hey, the blood of the royal family of the Taikoo Black Dragon family, this taste is really..."

The middle-aged priest who was responsible for keeping the three uncles slammed open his eyes and jumped up. As soon as he saw Wu Changzhen, the pupil suddenly shrank into a needle tip. He shouted in horror and a large forehead. Cold sweat leaked out. The priest screamed, "Wu Changdian, this dragon and two dragons, they are..."

Wu Changzhen’s figure swayed, and no one saw his movements. The middle-aged priest had already vomited blood and flew out. From the entrance of the secret hall, the top of the stone steps of dozens of miles fell, and the middle-aged priest fell down dozens of miles deep, and the middle-aged priest who was beaten unconscious in midair fell heavily to the ground. At least 80% of the bones are broken.

A punch hit the unlucky ones, and Wu Changqi squatted on the neck that was not respected. The relative's outstretched pale green tongue licked on the unruly face. The stinking saliva is awkward, and Wu Changyi screams ecstatically: "What a pure black dragon breath, oh, the hybrid black dragons now have nothing to do with him! The taste!"

I have always been ignorant of eating people. Why was he used to use his tongue as a food material? He was not arrogant and arrogant, and he was screaming, but the power of the plaque on his back was too strong. He couldn’t move at all, and he couldn’t resist any of Wu Chang’s actions against him.

After a few mouthfuls on his face, Wu Chang’s secret eyes were cast on the dragon sisters who were caught in the middle of his body.

Hey, laughing, Wu Changyi sticks out his tongue and wants to smash the dragon and sisters. The two sisters, who have shrunk to a foot and a length, suddenly screamed at the same time, and their bodies swelled rapidly. In the meantime, it became a huge dragon with a length of more than ten feet. Along with the sound of the dragon's screaming sound, the two sisters opened their mouths and sweared in their mouths. Another big mouth, a silver torrent roared out, and Wu Changyi and all the people around him The priests of the temple were all wrapped in it.

Since the ancient times, since the establishment of the secret hall of the Dagu, even when the heavens and the earth were robbed, even in the wartime period when the Heavenly Emperor and the Dalai’s Emperor were fallen, the front door of the Dalat Secret Hall never happened. Any battle.

But today, the fierce dragons and sisters are stunned, and a silver torrent flies out. The stunned Wu Changzheng and dozens of disciples behind him are being beaten by the extremely chilly torrent, countless black ice from silver. The light spurted out and the cliff near the secret temple collapsed. The beautifully carved statues were destroyed.

The dull alarm bell rang and the early warning system of the secret hall was launched.

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Hey, backache, leg pain, sleep too long in the rain, and the nose is blocked, this is uncomfortable!

Hey, I slept for 13 hours today, and the pig's head collapsed!

Ask for a ticket and ***, depressed, it’s too late, and people who have finished eating dinner will continue to code!