Two people look at each other hurriedly speed up.
Soon, I saw the faint fire behind the mountain and the violent vibration. The misty mountain road was blocked and the spectre roared faintly in the dense forest.
Chen Qiong was taken aback. "It was quiet when I came the day before yesterday. How dare anyone attack Xumizong in Tongzhou?"
Wang Xuan’s eyes narrowed slightly. "Just look!"
Say the hand yazi Fang Tian painting Ji suddenly appeared, leaping high and covered in golden light.
The magic has gathered the earth-shattering occult skills.
Ang!
With a long dragon chanting halberd suddenly fell.
Boom A loud noise
In the pine forest, the overcast fog swelled with the strong wind, and the distant fire flashed, and the stone tower was faintly visible.
"Someone broke the array to stop him!"
In the forest, there was a thunder, and then a sword of light broke and suddenly attacked Wang Xuan’s eyebrows.
Wang Xuan light at a glance to grasp the sword light hand creaking sound up a handle braving black smoke fly sword was slowly twisted by him.
Distant to scream "is a military strategist …"
After saying his word, Wang Xuan had crashed to the ground and halberd looked on coldly.
I saw that the front door of an ancient temple on the cliff had collapsed and burned with fire, and there were many monks’ bodies.
There are several figures criss-crossing the temple, and the sword, light and evil wind are screaming.
An old monk in the courtyard held a mord and inserted it deeply into the green flag. Many monks, old and young, sat cross-legged, each with a dark face and obviously poisonous body.
On the other hand, on the mord’s side, there is a canopy that rotates like light and shadow to block the evil wind of sword light.
Around a dozen people looked at Wang Xuan at the same time, with the exception of monks, peddlers and members, all covered in tattoos and red eyes.
At the same time, Chen Qiong also chased him and saw that his pupils shrank. "Montenegro!"
Chapter three hundred and seventy-five Avatar Town group of evil spirits cicada kind of Buddha heart
Montenegro?
Wang Xuan was a little surprised. When the bloody clothes thieves in Bing were rampant, there were various organizations in many places in Dayan. At the same time, the worship of Montenegro was Form One.
Most of this cult’s activities in Tongzhou area confuse people, worship evil gods and commit many heinous crimes.
Even Sumeru Zong, who has always kept out of trouble, was angry with King Kong, and the whole Tongzhou was strictly investigated for a long time.
The exposure of Rou Tai Sui, the investigation of witchcraft, and the forcing out of Wei Youdi, a cult that has disappeared, never thought that it would reappear at this time …
There are three experts in refining and transforming gods among more than a dozen people.
"It’s not wild!"
Montenegrin believers to a rage.
Talking is a big monk’s muscle, knotting his chest and revealing his breasts. Tattoos are all kinds of beautiful women’s ghostly skin, which is very strange.
After saying his word, the monk has broken his hand like a plow, but his charming fingers point to Wang Xuan’s eyebrows
