Chapter 391 Poof

"What's going on?"

Because he had to take care of the speed of the violent giant rhinoceros, he did not make the blood prison ghost dragon fly too fast. It took Liang Jing a long time to see the Ge's tribe from afar. However, at this time, the Gurdjie tribe was shrouded in a huge gray cloud of smoke, which immediately attracted his attention.

The situation is very wrong.

"Is it the Li family?"

Liang Jing's eyebrows moved, and the cold light in his eyes exploded. Compared with the Li family who came directly to trouble and revenge, he was more not used to being angry with others! Naturally, it is even more unpleasant.

"Hight! Who are you?"

As soon as Liang Jinggang approached, he suddenly rushed out from one side a few bodyguards wearing brown leather armor and long knives. Although he was shocked by the terrible power of the bloody prison ghost dragon and Liang Jing's golden costume, he still drank very hard and was not allowed to approach.

Their task is to never allow people to get close to the Gurdjieff tribe.

However, Liang Jing ignored them and had no intention of stopping, so he had to break in.

"This is already the place of our Li family. If you have anything, you can come back in a couple of days." Seeing that Liang Jing was not easy to mess with, a bodyguard at the head had to explain one more sentence.

I have to say that people are visual animals.

Unlike the day before yesterday, Liang Jing is now riding a powerful and domineering blood prison ghost dragon, and his equipment is not much to hide. It is all golden and brilliant, holding a blood-colored long fight. His whole person looks like a god-like existence, which is extremely majestic.

For Liang Jing, with strength and capital, it seems too much to cover it up. The brocade night trip is too boring, so it is directly dressed like this. And since they all think that they are disciples of the so-called famous sect, let them think more.

Although these bodyguards received the death order, they were backed by the powerful Li family and had a strong and domineering card. However, in the face of Liang Jing, who is now dressed up, he still softened a little, and did not immediately kill because of Liang Jing's hard break.

Liang Jing heard that it was indeed a good thing done by the Li family. The cold light in his eyes became more and more lush. He jumped directly from the head of the bloody prison ghost dragon and killed four people.

"Alas, what are you doing? Stop!"

"Presumptuous! We are from the Li family. If we get close, we will be disrespectful to our Li family!"

"Don't be shameless, you are looking for death!"

"Looking for death!"

What I just said has given me a lot of face. Seeing that Liang Jing ignored them so much, I immediately felt that his face was hot and slapped in the face. Seeing that Liang Jing was still unfavorable to them, he couldn't help but be furious. He drew his knife and rushed to Liang Jing. The sharp middle-grade spiritual knife, mixed with the true combat power of the sixth peak, made a sharp sound of breaking the air in the air.

Wow!

! Bah! Bah! Bah!

More than a foot long blood-colored ge was like a stick, sweeping thousands of troops with a blow. With the whimpering and howling of ghosts and wolves, the knives of the four Li family's bodyguards at the peak of the sixth level were broken and flew away, and their bodies were beaten upside down. All kinds of fragments flew in the air, scattered everywhere, and they could not die after falling to death.

At the same time, the blood prison ghost dragon rushed to the thin old man who was arranging the array on one side.

"It's not good!"

The thin old man is the ninth-order mage Zhong Concubine mentioned by the elder. His strong spiritual power made him realize it when Liang Jing first approached. At this time, when he saw the huge and powerful bloody prison ghost dragon rushing towards him, his face suddenly changed greatly.

At present, I can't care about the nine palace shadow array that Ma * has to arrange, and casually conjure two runes in his hand. One is patted on his body, and the earthy yellow light flashes outside the surface of the body. A thick set of earthy yellow armor appears all over his body, and the other one flies towards the blood prison ghost dragon.

After finishing all this, the commoner was proud of his quick reaction. At this time, he finally had some defensive measures. The rune patted on the body is an earth armor rune made of high-class materials. Even the innate can resist for a while. The spell that flies the blood prison ghost dragon is a fire meteorite. Even the existence of the peak of the ninth level has to face it in a hurry.

However, he didn't stop. The most powerful way for him to be a mage is naturally array. The power of the sorcerer, the strange mystery of the sorcerer, as long as he is given time to prepare that he can kill the congenital strong, now he will array to deal with the dragon beast that exudes a cold and ferocious atmosphere in front of him.

Wo!——

Boom!

The blood prison ghost dragon roared angrily, and its ferocious and violent breath soared. Facing the fire meteorite sphere with a diameter of more than ten feet with dark red flames, the strong and horrible dragon tail threw it towards the fire meteorite. The violent explosion sounded, and the meteorite was actually blown up by the tail of the blood prison ghost dragon, but he was not hurt at all and rushed to the commoner.

"It's not good!"

The commoner was shocked. He didn't expect that the meteorite, which was difficult for the strong at the ninth level to deal with, to be so easily exploded by violence. The array of his men had to be terminated at the beginning. He opened his palms, but was directly beaten upside down by the blood prison ghost dragon. The strength of the super gold boss at the ninth level can be imagined as the horror.

Peng! Peng! Peng...

Zhong Concubine directly faced the Blood Prison Ghost Dragon like a ball, and was beaten and rolled around. Although he had a strong defensive local armor, his whole body was shocked by the powerful and horrible power to bleed and spit blood. He, who had killed the innate strong man before, now has no power to fight back at all.

It's extremely sad.

Peng!

Zhong Juren was knocked to the ground again, and he fled to the Ge clan behind him in horror. This dragon beast is so powerful that it is definitely not comparable to a spirit beast. You know, the spiritual beast that is more powerful than the fierce beast is very rare and powerful, but it is far less terrible than this dragon beast.

I'm afraid this dragon beast is the legendary holy beast!

"Giant rock palm!"

Zhong Shuren's face was full of blood. He drank and hit it out with a slap. It turned into a rock-like heavy energy palm print and hit the bloody prison ghost dragon. Then he fled to the Ge's tribal city without looking at it. The earth armor on his body was about to be destroyed. He didn't want to fight with the bloody prison ghost dragon anymore when he was afraid of being beaten. That was absolutely Looking for death.

"Where to go!"

Zhong Shuren had just taken two steps, but saw Liang Jing blocking the road in front of him. Liang Jing held the thickness of Chang Ge's hand and waist. He shouted and launched with all his strength. The sonoon explosion sounded, and Chang Ge chopped towards Zhong Shu's manpower with a thick layer of almost white and transparent energy halo.

"Looking for death!"

When the commoner saw the existence of the eighth level, he actually dared to fight against his ninth-level peak magic. Do you really think it's cheap and easy to pick it up? He was furious on the spot. Despite the injury and wanted to resist Changge, he didn't want to be 'peng'. He was directly smashed to the ground, and his body was shattered. Before he struggled, he was beaten into meat sauce by the angry blood prison ghost dragon behind him, and his plasma splashed all over the ground.

The array master of a generation was only a few rounds. He was violently beaten to death by Liang Jing's master and his servants. He died without a whole body. It was tragic.

......

"Hey hey, I didn't expect that there was a big fish here. You attracted all these people, didn't you? Damn you!"

At this time, a faint voice came to the ears of the long-bearded old man and others, which made everyone's faces change. Unexpectedly, someone was waiting for them specially. As soon as they attacked twice, someone came out to stop them.

"Die!"

Woth! Sing! xiu——

It turned out that the plain-robed scribes beside Mr. Li Erzi held a sharp sword and killed the leading mustache elder. He cut it off from a long distance, and the sword spirit of white frost shot at the long bearded old man one by one, making a straight sound, and the white sword spirit more than ten centimeters long came--

True qi is isolated from the body, a symbol of the ninth order.

The long-bearded old man's face was solemn, holding a long sword with all his strength. The long sword was wrapped in a thick layer of energy halo, and the defensive sword resisted the white frost sword spirit. The energy halo was broken and torn by the white frost sword air again and again, and the body kept retreating and hitting the gray energy mask behind him. The sword was almost unable to hold it, and the mouth overflowed with blood.

"It's not good! The old man is an eighth-order martial artist, not the opponent of this ninth-order plain-robed scribe!"

"Does God have to wait for me?"

"Ah! Li family, I will fight with you even if I die!"

Everyone was first happy. The thick energy halo was the symbol of the eighth-order martial artist, and then established that the horse was panicked, because the plain robe scribe was more horrible. He was a ninth-order martial artist, and the long-bearer had no power to fight back.

Don't the elders become the aftertack?

"You are wrong not to appear in the Gurdjieff tribe today! You are unlucky and not smart enough. You can only blame yourself!" The plain-paed scribe said faintly and stroked the long sword in his hand relaxedly and leisurely. He made a few 'huh-huh'. A few blood mouths appeared on the elder's body. Suddenly, he must have white frost and his movements were stiff. He was indeed affected by the freezing effect of the frost sword gas.

The elder's face was extremely ugly. He knew that he was finished. Under the influence of frost and sword spirit, his body movement was too slow.

Boom!

At this moment, the gray energy mask suddenly broke, and a figure of Shenwu rushed in, and Chang Ge chopped towards the stunned plain robe scribe. Yes, this figure is Liang Jing. This Jiugong Yinsha array was not well arranged. Liang Jing easily collected the flag and naturally broke the array. He happened to see the words of the plain robe and scribes in X.

Boom!

The plain-pao scribe reacted and didn't have time to exert sword gas. He instinctively raised his sword to resist, but he was hit on the ground by the powerful brute force. The whole person was struck by lightning, and the powerful force broke out inside the body through the energy shield, as if the long whip stained with water was beating, which was painful.

It's not over yet!

Boom! Boom! Boom...

Liang Jing put away his long go, and his big hand pressed the plain robe scribe with a thick waist. Under the super brute force, he did not resist. His fist, which was bigger than basketball, hit the head of the plain robe scribe like a cannonball. It makes people tremble when they look at it. The big fist of the casserole is horrible. This basketball is too big...

The plain robe scribe instinctively felt the danger. He wanted to escape but couldn't get rid of Liang Jing's big hand with a strength of about 300. With the fall of his fist, he was directly stunned. The energy shield was broken without sticking to ten punches, and then--

Poo!

Under the stunned and stunned eyes of others, the plain-robed scribe, who was originally very skilled, was left with only a headless body, and his head was completely blown up and fell into the ground to form a huge hole.

From beginning to end, the plain scribe didn't even know who killed him. He didn't even make a word of begging for mercy. It can even be said that he didn't even have the ability to resist at all. He was beaten up by Liang Jing.