Chapter 392 Floating Bridge

Original "Let's work together to preserve our strength, otherwise we can only go home empty-handed. I suggest that some unnecessary people should be disposed of!"

The foil rain said coldly

"I agree. If you don't have the strength, use the transmission array to leave as soon as possible. Don't get in the way here!"

Chen Zhuhua also roared that he and Mei Youqing's two swords combined, but the wandering souls were embarrassed to kill, but the problem was that these wandering souls did not seem to be able to be killed.

"He is my friend, and I will protect him!" Ling Fei said coldly.

"Ling Fei, when did you have a friendship with this boy? I know you are cold-hearted, but don't use kindness in such a place, okay?" Fistle said.

Although the three masters of Starlight are competitive, after so many years of friendship, in the view of Huajianyu, Ling Fei is not a person who ignores the overall situation.

"I think so, Wang Meng, you'd better get out of here with the transmission array."

The instructions from the leader just let Wang Meng not die. He fished in the muddy water here, and it's useless. What is this?

Mingren smiled, shook his body, got rid of the wandering soul, and came to Wang Meng.

"The people in our church can take care of themselves without the light of others."

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The holy light demon statue appears, one side is full of light, and the other side is dark magic flame, such a completely contradictory attribute does not give people a strange feeling at all, it is completely one.

The wandering soul near the holy light is directly transformed into nothingness by the holy light, and the dark side can even devour the wandering soul.

The huge power of the two icons destroyed a large number of wandering souls in an instant, and the other wandering souls were also shocked by the power of the two, encircled the crowd, but did not dare to approach for a moment.

Everyone is looking at the icon of the Holy Light and Demon. I have to say that this is really a power that should not exist. It is too powerful and can't be speculated about the future.

For any icon, or a powerful life weapon. They are all the nemesis of the wandering soul, but although they are afraid, the wandering soul with low consciousness will still attack without fear of death, but the deterrence of the holy light demon of the bright man has made the wandering soul stagnate.

Bu Qingyun and others couldn't help sighing. If they really want to fight with the Ming people, they are really not afraid. At first glance, the Ming people have not been in the small perfect for a long time, but the statue restrains the demons. Indeed, they are completely incomparable.

"Ming Ren. Ling Fei, maybe you can really protect Wang Meng, but the problem is. It's really a question whether we can go deep into the Dragon Tomb if you consume strength like this.

Bu Qingyun is telling the truth. Ming Ren and Ling Fei are really powerful. But in the dangerous dragon tomb, this power is not something to be proud of. At this time, you should keep your strength and let go at a critical time, instead of wasting it on Wang Meng.

Mingren smiled and said, "I'm not the same as you, Wang Meng, let's go together."

"No way!" Ling Fei said lightly.

Ling Fei has no good impression on the Ming people. The other party is the Holy Light Demon. No one will know what the Holy Light Demon is thinking in his heart.

His indifference and enthusiasm may be fake.

"I don't think everyone should argue anymore. Let's break through the wandering soul first."

Lin Jinghao said that after ** for a while, the wandering soul began to approach again.

The strongest three people speak, and the others can't say anything.

"Ming people open the way, let's rush over!"

Use the deterrent power of the Holy Light Demon Statue. Everyone killed the wandering soul group, and at this time, everyone did not keep their hands.

Bu Qingyun, Yi Fan, Mei Youqing and Chen Zhuhua are orthodox holy disciples. The swordsmanship is very open, and they have a strong sense of righteousness, which is very lethal to wandering souls.

Ye Haitian is a little bit short. This environment is not very beneficial to the disciples of the evil sect.

Huajianyu and Ji Rushan also sacrificed their life weapons one after another, and a group of people rushed to kill a bloody road from the sea of wandering souls.

It's so hard. Originally, those wandering souls who were afraid of the statue of the Holy Light and Demon's thorcrash also went crazy, rushing to the bright man in front like a moth to the fire.

The effect of magic weapons and icons is good for dealing with these wandering souls. Wang Meng's power is not very useful at all, and he can only follow.

Ling Fei's peacock Ming King's statue is very strong, which is a lethal icon, but it is a little worse than the holy light demon statue of the Ming people. Obviously, the holy light demon statue is not as big as the peacock Ming king's holy statue, which is due to the Ming people's own strength, but the Wang Meng, with a calm expression, seemed to find a problem.

The devouring of the magic flame seems to provide energy for the killing of the holy light, that is to say, the consumption of the bright man is not very large.

Ling Fei and Lin Jinghao also noticed this. They were really amazing. Mingren seemed to be gentle, but in fact, his gentleness basically didn't pay attention to anyone. Maybe Wang Meng was an exception.

The people present are all top masters. After discovering this possibility, they are all full of admiration and envy. No wonder they can be regarded as one of the top ten icons. It's really amazing.

How can such a person care about Wang Meng?

Not to mention a sect, this kind of difference in strength and class difference, even the father is useless. Those present are all monks, and they are all strong people who soar to the ultimate goal, and the unnecessary feelings of other mortals can be abandoned at will.

Everyone finally broke through the blockade of wandering souls, and others also killed many wandering souls, but it was the Ming people who contributed the most.

Crossing through the boundless fog, there is an abyss of hundreds of meters in front of everyone, and what is connected far away is a pontoon bridge. It is said that the pontoon bridge is a big stone hanging in the air.

"Fly straight over!" Ji Rushan roared, he couldn't wait to see the truth of the Dragon Tomb.

Wang Meng waved his hand, picked up a stone and left it out. A white light rushed out of the depth in an instant, and the stone was smashed in an instant.

"What is this?"

Ling Fei looked at the abyss quietly. The icon of the Peacock Ming King has the ability to tell the truth.

"The white light just now may be some kind of strange beast. It seems that we can only take the pontoon bridge."

"What's so terrible about a pontoon bridge? Those present are all top masters. Are you afraid of a pontoon bridge!"

Saying that, Ji Rushan rushed out. He was a physical cultivation and didn't care about the strange beast just now.

Ji Rushan easily jumped on the first pumice stone. Before his feet fell on it, the pumice instantly turned into a dense white beast, and one of them ran through Ji Rushan's arm in an instant.

Ji Rushan was shocked. His body was so tempered that he was pierced by the other party like tofu.

When the life weapon was sacrificed, the bronze bell suddenly shook, and the strange beast was blocked, and then hit the copper bell crazily. There were waves of chaotic roars in the void, and Ji Rushan's face was also ugly. Unexpectedly, these small things were so strong.

Ji Rushan has been brought over by Ling Feila. If it goes on like this, Ji Rushan has no good fruit to eat.

(The obsessive-compulsive disorder of code words is getting worse and worse. If you are a little lazy, you can't sleep with shame. Now it's really not the time to casually say 20,000 words a day. It's easy to write that you are absent-minded and keep fighting with yourself, but the skeleton firmly believes that Victory, please, although it is difficult to go further, I still hope to see the rise every morning. This is the motivation and persistence. Thank you!) To be continued

. RT