MTL - Galactic Dark Net-Chapter 427 Black open!

Almost at the same time, both sides attacked.

For them, the only thing they can do is to fight for a battle. Because the strength of the black egg has already been seen, this dark little fat man bursts up, and the powerful ice sheet is not his opponent.

There is no choice for Yuan, he must kill Han wave as soon as possible, and then leave this dangerous place.

He never imagined that this trap, which he called a foolproof, actually failed so quickly. He hated black eggs, hated the late, and hated Han Lang. These guys forced him to go nowhere now.

Hey~

The situation is not particularly favorable for Han Lang, because Yuan alone not only brought dozens of powerful men, but also many zombies that he conquered along the way.

Although these beasts are dead, the body is controlled by the Eight-Prong, and no matter in terms of quantity or combat power, the independence is undoubtedly dominant, so he believes that he can kill Han Wave in the shortest time and then flee. Golden giant tower.

Han Lang knows very well that the black egg will not come back in a short time. This black egg lays a hand and almost exhausts his original energy reserve, so the black egg succeeds in killing the ice sheet. It is also necessary to return to the battlefield after absorbing energy and replenishing combat power.

This process takes at least a few minutes, or even more than ten minutes, depending on how hard the black egg kills the enemy and how much energy it absorbs.

According to Han Lang's experience, black eggs will hide each time they replenish energy, and the supplement is not fast.

Therefore, during this time, Han Lang must withstand the pressure of independence.

Warrior plus zombie beast, the person on the other side of the horse is broken! All are elite!

Han Lang is only surrounded by Blue Star, Silver Fox, Sui and Yu. As for Xiao Bao, Han Lang has no intention of counting it as combat power. At the beginning of the battle, Han Lang will throw him far away. .

"No return!" Han Lang shouted to Xiaobao, although it was very strict, but this is also the protection of Han Lang.

Rubbing ~

The flying feather bow appeared in the hands of Han Lang, and he was ready to attack the single leg with one leg forward!

"Give him to me!" Yu Chidao shouted loudly, his eyes were red, apparently intended to reconcile the past with the original.

Hey~

I saw a string of folded paper into a diamond-shaped stack of paper from the sleeve.

"Soul! Heaven is fine!"

Hey~

Those diamond-shaped white papers burst out suddenly!

After they got rid of the hands of the late sputum, the white paper suddenly deformed and became a golden monster, a snake-shaped, a tiger-shaped, a crane-shaped, ever-changing!

Rumble~

The late-morning monsters that were transformed with the soul array rushed to the beasts controlled by Yuan, and launched a fierce battle!

Flat!

Han Lang was surprised that the golden light beast that was only transformed by a group of white papers was completely blocked by the zombie beasts under the shackles!

Moreover, Han Lang is even more surprised. The sorrow of the soul of the late squad is quite similar to the annihilation of the heavens in the six lanes! Very like!

Heavenly punishment and heavenly roads are extremely stressful. When Han Lang uses Tiandao, the air is thundering and falling, and the ground is cracking! And when the late use of the day to punish, the golden light roared out, Wanma galloping!

Not waiting for Han Lang to see this dazzling rare soul squad, and later he gave his second move!

"The soul! The punishment!"

尉 道 又 once again pulled a row of folded white paper from the sleeves, these diamond-shaped white paper slammed into the ground, amazing!

In the next second, countless golden light beasts broke out! Directly tear the zombies that have been blocked and bite them!

"Like! It's too much like it!" Han Lang thought in his heart.

Not only is the late punishment of Yu Tiandao similar to that of Han Lang, but his land punishment is similar to that of Han Lang.

what's going on! ?

Is there any relationship between the annihilation of the six-way and the late-souls?

Han Lang has not yet thought about this problem, but at the moment, the origins of the two major martial arts are not the main ones. The key is that one person, who is late in the road, blocks the army of the zombies and beasts, and does not fall into the wind!

What clowns are late?

This old man is very strong! ?

Powerful to imagine!

"I know who you are!" At this time, Yuan Su suddenly turned his eyes and pointed at the late sentence: "You are a big man who is late!"

"Yes! And you are the King Kong Black Belt, I am a big squad, and we both meet, there is only one ending!" He later answered him loudly.

"I know!" Yuan alone patted the black cockroach around him, cold and cold: "The black ridge sees the lateness, not you die! It is my life!"

"Unfortunately, I will not die today, open your eyes and show me clearly!"

"Do you think that using your formation to send me to the eighth floor of the Golden Tower, I will be scared?"

"You are wrong. The reason why I don't want to come to the eighth floor too early is because I don't want to kill the ninth layer monster in advance, because I need to keep him and use it!"

"But now, it seems that I can only do it in advance!"

"Don't forget, here is the eighth floor of the Golden Pagoda! The warriors of countless gold families died here, and the eight-clawed fly gathers the energy of the eight masters of the corpse! Once I resurrect all the soldiers who died here in the past, What are you, me?!"

"Right, forget to tell you."

"Just in my words, the Eight-Pronged Feather has resurrected them. Look around you. They are all elite warriors of the Golden Family! Under the group attack, you all will die!"

Haha~

Hahahaha~

After I said it, I laughed.

Han Lang hurriedly looked around, and saw that the broken ice sheet was climbing up countless cockroaches. Those were all warriors who died here in history, their bones!

Inside these skeletons, there is a faint golden light, showing that they are all born in the extremely prominent gold family, a strong wisdom race known for its talent and arrogance!

Yu Chidao clenched his teeth and couldn’t speak.

There are not two embarrassing questions around, but tens of thousands!

Even if these crickets are only good at the junior level of the **** of war, it is also the army of tens of thousands of gods!

The situation is tough!

Yuan alone used his hoarse voice to express his smugness: "Your soul is written with the blood of gold, and the blood of your whole body is cleaned, and can't make such a powerful army?"

Cockroach~

The heart of Qiu Dao suddenly sank and his face was blue.

Keke~

At this time, Han Lang suddenly coughed twice, holding a sealed box in his hand, licking it, and the sound of rustling came from inside.

"That, you are asking people to bully us and people are less?" Han Lang asked with a sigh of his head.

Yuan alone sneered: "I just want people to bully you, how can you help me?"

Hahaha~

After all, I laughed alone.

Hey~

When it was said that it was too late, Han Lang threw up the one-meter square storage box in his hand and then spurred the bow to fly!

Perhaps Han Lang’s power of the god’s bow is so amazing that he has been shot by a single arrow.

At this time, Fei Yu bow shot, Han Lang's power is very light, only a faint white light, and the direction is not directed at the independence, but towards the air.

Hum~

The flying feather arrow hit the storage box, and the box made of reinforced fiber immediately exploded, and many black beans fell from the air.

Hey~

The black beans kept squatting on the ground, and they took one hand and looked at it. I saw that there was no soy bean in this thing. It was the seed of some tree that didn't know.

"Seed? Are you coming funny??" He said that when Han Lang pulled the bow, he thought that Han Lang would use secret weapons.

The voice of the original is just falling, and the change is sudden!

Seeing this small black seed slammed up, and the horror of the squad quickly shrank hands and threw the seeds on the ground.

In just a few seconds, tens of thousands of huge trees and vines with a height of over 100 meters grew out! Look like a group of black claws!

This is the third generation of the plant of the plant master Feng Taiji, the demon vine!

These demon vines are scattered from the air, just covering this large area, surrounded by the independence, but the barriers that have just been resurrected are blocked.

"Kill them!" Han Lang single-handedly pointed a finger, Shen Sheng.

This is the only place that is more than Han Lang and Han Lang. Han Lang is famous for his people.

He not only has a group of loyal friends, but also alien plants, genetic combinations, and drugs, three treasures!

Hum~

Those demon vines picked up the thick branches and leaves them to the independence of them. In the periphery, the demon vines fought against the army of the unique squad.

Han Lang only used one trick, and sealed the tricks carefully prepared by Yuan Du!

And Han Lang is more than a man, this is the end!

Hey~

Silver fox, blue star, 蒹葭, Han Lang, 尉 late road, rushed up at the same time!

Rubbing ~

Rubbing ~

Those who are brought by the independence are the opponents of the group of Han Lang, and they look around, and the jungle composed of demon vines is more than a thousand horses! The golden light beasts released by the late road, each one is as loyal as the blue star!

The situation has already been reversed. It is Han Lang who is bullying more people.

Where can you hide and hide the heavy ones?

Rubbing ~

Rubbing ~

In a twinkling of an eye, the heads of the people landed, and the zombie beasts that were finally convinced were not spared. Less than two hundred zombie beasts were not enough. These thick and flexible trees and vines rolled up these zombie beasts. Then suddenly force, like a pinch bug, it is flattened!

Rolled on the spot!

In a twinkling of an eye, only the left and the eight claws are flying away!

"King Kong Body! Open!"

Finally, Yuan alone opened the mouth of the black cockroach!

He stood on the head of the eight-claw flying, his arm, and pushed the top of the coffin!

Hum~

Black light swept through!

Render this white ice sheet in black!

Han Lang is now, he is actually very difficult to go forward, as if there is a strong resistance, in the push he pushed further and closer, close to the unique demon vine, all uprooted! The scene is a mess!

The weakest cockroach has to rely on the Blue Star to stand up.

"Good strength!" Han Lang slammed and shouted.

The things he is worried about are still coming. From the beginning to the end, Yuan Du has been carrying this big coffin, and now it seems that this is his strongest force!

"Dream King just woke up! Don't act rashly, follow me!" 尉 道 道 脸 脸 脸 脸 脸 脸 脸 脸 脸 脸 脸 脸 脸 脸 脸 脸 脸 脸 脸 脸

"Soul! Man is fine!"

Hey~

For the third time, Yuchao pulled a long string of white paper from the right hand sleeve. These white papers are no longer rhombuses, but are an organ that is folded into an adult body. There are heads, chests, legs, and hands.

Hum~

The white stack of papers appeared golden, but they did not rush to the independence, but flew over the late road.

"Head strengthen!"

Hey~

The head-shaped stack of paper directly drilled into the head of Yu Chidao, and his head instantly magnified dozens of times into a golden head with a diameter of ten meters!

strengthen! ”

"Two legs strengthen!"

"Do not strengthen your feet!"

"Binding arms"

Stacked papers seem to have endless power. They drill into the part of the body that is late, and which part is enlarged and golden.

In a twinkling of an eye, the late road has reached a height of 120 meters! There is a golden glow on the body, like a golden **** Buddha!

"Like, how could it be like this!"

Han Lang slammed a sigh of relief. He is now guilty of late punishment, punishment, punishment, and his own heaven, earth, and humanity are so similar!

The momentum, even the way of strengthening, is similar to seven or eight!

And Han Lang is still present.

After using the penalty, the late sleeve of the right hand was finally empty (to be continued.) 8

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