Poisonous spoiled concubine: tyrant titillated addicted

"Ah!"

There was a shrill scream, and people's faces changed greatly, and their casual expressions became dignified one after another.

"What's the matter? Didn't you say you wouldn't attack us? "

"Come on, stop them!"

"Master, what should we do now?"

For a moment, everyone was in a mess. Fortunately, Liu Haisheng and song Yuanqiao did not completely lose their sense of propriety. After a quarter of an hour, everyone was in a bit of a mess.

They add up to no more than 100 people, but they have to deal with hundreds of thousands of mummies. When will they be the first?

"Hateful, if only the boat hadn't been kept by Cheng Qingxuan!" Liu Haisheng clenched his teeth to himself. He was a man of cultivation during the foundation period, but he could fly away with his sword. But what about so many disciples? Let alone Princess Jinfeng and Prince Fangheng!

"Damn Pang Wei, we are not deceived, are we?" Song Yuanqiao urged the magic weapon, and the umbrella on his hand suddenly became bigger. When it rose high, there was an isolation cover in the sky, which protected the people inside and blocked the attack of the mummies.

Liu Haisheng's face became ugly. He obviously had the same idea, but he still had a little luck: "it should not be possible. If we all died here, how would the state of Northern Qi explain to Jinshui, Yuntang and Holy Spirit college? That Pang Wei, he's not that brave

"Look, elder martial brother, what's that?"

The mummy hit the shield and roared, but it didn't break through the defense. But at this time, several black monsters appeared in all directions. As the black monster approached, he found that the big guy was just like a vicious beast, and even had strange horns on his head, which described him as terrible!

"This, this is a monster! How can there be so many demons? " Liu Haisheng was extremely shocked. These five magic things, judging from their momentum, are the cultivation of the peak of building foundation!

"Boom"

"Poof"

Song Yuanqiao's body suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood. He saw the demon come in the blink of an eye, stretched out a huge fist and hit the aura cover of the magic weapon. The eight precious umbrellas, a top-grade magic weapon, were broken, and song Yuanqiao, the master, was also attacked.

"Younger martial brother!"

Liu Haisheng's eyes are red and ready to crack. He urges his own Hunyuan hammer, which is a Chinese treasure, to grow bigger in an instant and smash it towards the demon. This inferior treasure is very powerful. It's made of gold and stone from the West Sea. Even if a real person in the golden elixir period is hit by it, he will be seriously injured.

The magic object was hit, the ground issued a loud bang, it was directly a five meter deep pit! The mummies nearby had already been broken into pieces, and they fell in. They were so happy that they clapped their hands.

"Master, uncle, you are so powerful!" At this moment, they suddenly have the confidence, as long as there is Zhang Haisheng in, they can leave this ghost place!

Liu Haisheng was also relieved, but he was not as optimistic as other disciples. According to his magic power, he urged Hunyuan hammer five times at most. Although this treasure is extraordinary, his cultivation is not enough to give full play to the greatest power of Hunyuan hammer. In fact, it took him only a year to get the Hunyuan hammer, and he hasn't fully refined the magic weapon.

God also seems to be against Liu Haisheng. The magic object smashed into two pieces moves again after 60 breath. It's like a loach slapping its body and merging into one. It's back as usual!

Such a strange scene shocked Liu Haisheng and others!