Man Huang Feng Bao

The **** flag of Ye Chuan’s hand suddenly swayed, and the autumn wind sweeped the leaves and swept the sergeants from all directions. Although the number of these undead warriors is amazing, the combat effectiveness is very general, and the skeleton is weak and cannot withstand the impact of the iron and blood flag.

The power of the sand demon is getting more and more amazing, and he took the opportunity to grab the leaves of Ye Chuan.

In a blink of an eye, Ye Chuan's calf was submerged under the rolling yellow sand, then the knee. Once the whole person is buried under the yellow sand, there may be no chance to come out again.

Under the rolling yellow sand, there was a buzzing sound of the sand demon. It has never been able to escape because it has caught its feet and dragged it to the prey under the yellow sand. Ye Chuan is no exception!

"Hey, hey, let's die!"

Ye Chuan snorted, waiting for the time when the sand demon was excited. The spirit of the soul locks the position of the sand demon, and the iron flag in his hand suddenly stands up, like a gun, and slams into the ground.

A scream of screaming came from under the yellow sand, and the blood was red and yellow, like the underground spring.

The **** flag of Ye Chuan’s hand trembled fiercely, and the tiger’s mouth was numb. The sand demon who had been injured under the ground was not willing to bind and struggled. The power that broke out in a flash, Ye Chuan was a bit stunned, and the sizzling of the iron and blood flag seemed to be broken.

"Give me out!"

Ye Chuan violently screamed, and the body swallowed the heavens to accelerate the rotation at the same time, and both hands pulled out the iron flag. At the end of the flagpole, the body of the sand demon is hung. This little monkey-like enchanting man is struggling with a positive force. Suddenly, he is brought out by the iron-blood banner and his body is suspended. There is nowhere to borrow his limbs in vain. Looked at Ye Chuan's eyes, blood red blood red teeth and teeth, screamed and screamed.

More squadrons emerged under the ground, accelerating to Yechuan.

They have been picked up by the iron-blood flag, and the sand demon is still not dead, and the squadrons have been killed in a mighty manner.

"It's time to end, little guy, go to hell!"

Ye Chuan looked coldly at the fierce sand demon, and the iron-blooded flag waved a half circle in the air, then suddenly retracted, and saw the sand demon's chest and palm shot.

With a bang, the palm of Ye Chuan is like a stone on a hard rock. The monkey is not only powerful, but also physically strong. It is a pity that the tough body can't escape.

Ye Chuan's pupil tightened and shot again. This time, the movement was slower, but the power was even more amazing. The power of the top ten swallowing symbols in the body was all superimposed. The power of the whole 180,000 jin was photographed. The monkey's body finally couldn't help but was directly smashed by a palm.

Ye Chuan murdered the machine, and he did not show mercy.

Changed to a general monster, do not need to be more powerful, as long as there is a unique place, he will be the idea of ​​domestication and snare to the Winged Legion. This little monkey can control the quicksand. This kind of talent is very rare in the wild beasts of the wild world. Domestication will become a master of the Winged Legion. In time, it can even become a superpower of the super eDonkey or the Yinshan old demon. But I don't know why, this little monkey gave Ye Chuan a very uncomfortable feeling, and he couldn't afford to be domesticated.

The fierce little monkey mourned, and looked at his cracked body in disbelief. Then he glanced at Ye Chuan with a resentful look, and his head finally disappeared. Before dying, both hands struggled to get along with Ye Chuan. Unfortunately, the body was hung on the iron-blood banner and could not reach Ye Chuan's body. It was just a corner of the Yechuan shirt.

With a bang, a black-lighted conch fell out of the little monkey. The mighty soldiers who had been killed from all sides suddenly suddenly swayed and fainted, turning into dust and disappearing. The raging sandstorms, the ancient majestic ancient city of Huangsha, and even the endless deserts outside the city, have become rippling and distorted.

Ye Chuan’s eyes were fast, and the big hand emptied and caught the conch that fell on the ground. After a moment of rotation, the front view changed back to the misty mountains and appeared outside the weird tomb. Looking at it, there are many corpses scattered in the tomb. There are many scratches and palm prints on the ground and on the stone wall. In the place where the eyes are almost invisible, a broken faucet is scattered. Compared with the original, there is a piece of cloth next to the broken faucet. Ye Chuan's eye pointed, and at first glance, he recognized that the little monkey had torn off his robes before he died.

A chill, suddenly extended from the back of Ye Chuan to the **** vertebrae, cold hands and feet.

Suddenly, Ye Chuan suddenly realized a lot of mysteries.

In this ancient burial mound, there is an ancient prohibition of power, and the murderous little monkey is the key to the ancient ban. When it appears, it will trigger the ban. Only by killing it can the death escape be transmitted by the ancient ban. The corpse in the tomb is likely to be dragged under the rolling yellow sand during his lifetime. He struggled to survive in the yellow sand and finally died. He was banned and displayed in another form. As for the broken faucet and its own clothes, it is very likely that it was banned and deliberately presented at the end of the tomb.

That is the bait, deliberately tempting people to break into the bait!

Without strong strength, you can break in, and the end is like the corpse scattered in the tomb!

Ye Chuan's hair is stunned, and the ancient ban in the ancient tomb is far more powerful than imagined. This is a well-planned trap that has been stuck in it and often stays in it for a lifetime.

The fog is heavy and the surroundings are quiet. The same is true in the tomb. If it is not holding a black-light conch in his hand, Ye Chuan even suspects that he has only had a dream. In the previous life, when he was only covering the sky, he swayed a lot of ancient murderous domains and encountered various ancient prohibitions. The prohibition in this ancient burial mound may not be the most powerful in terms of power, but the interlocking calculations count to the extreme, making people think hard.

One tomb and one world.

Could it be that every tomb in this mountain is a world with different treasures sealed inside? The so-called lost city is the ancient city lost in the ancient tomb? In other words, the pirates of the Krai have long foreseen the decline of the tribes, deliberately exerting the great magical power to hide the lost city of the sacred sacred land in the world of countless graves, increasing the difficulty of the intrusion of outsiders and ingeniously cultivating the ethnic origin and ethnic sacred objects. The generation passed down from generation to generation?

A glance at the ancient tombs around the big and small, Ye Chuan suddenly moved in the heart.

Although the Haizu people have not fallen, but like the Yunwu Zong, they have had a glorious history. They have never seen a lot of prestige strong people. It is not impossible to foresee the fading of the Krakens today and to lay out in advance. Only in this way can the original strength and racial sacredness of the Kraken people be passed on. Otherwise, the lost city may have been completely defeated by outsiders to break the Kraken.