The cold-faced middle-aged man retreated aside.
An old man slowly turned to caress his beard and laughed. "Brother Weng, long time no see."
"Brother Zhao, don’t get sick."
WengQingGang hand smiled 1 then perceive wrong.
Taiyinmen’s old mouth is joking, but his eyes are full of fear and he keeps winking at him …
Chapter one hundred and fifteen Demons show signs of Kanyuan Fengyun gathering
Something happened!
Weng Qing’s hair stood on end.
Refining the spiritual realm is called an old monster. First, it is a Taoist practice. Second, the practitioners in this realm are spiritually strengthened, and with the experience of Jianghu, they can avoid danger when they perceive it.
Elder Taiyinmen has a different look.
But they entered here without knowing it.
In this case, there is a possibility that everyone is enchanted!
"retreat!"
Weng Qing folded his body into a shadow and went to the mouth of the cave.
Shadow Escape Assassin’s Door Skill
When Weng Qing was young, he traveled the Jianghu and stole a lot of secrets. He often killed the enemy bravely, but he hid these secrets or hid them or fled to the disadvantage.
Several of him also reacted quickly.
Mrs. Chen’s fragrant handkerchief in her hand overflowed with fragrance, and she fled from the old road in vain. Lin Suhuai’s long banner shook her hand and the whole person disappeared instantly
The thieves’ younger brothers also followed closely with their weapons drawn out.
"Xi xi xi …"
At this moment, a feminine smile suddenly sounded.
I don’t know when there has been a man with skin like jelly, lips like blood, charming expression, red robe, green eyes, green forehead, red eyes and vertical eyes, and strange golden pupil.
He held a pine branch with his orchid fingers and blew it gently.
Hoo ~
With the roaring wind, pine needles are flying all over the hole.
Poop, poop, poop …
All the thieves’ brothers were splashed with blood at the same time.
These pine needles seem unreal and real, but they crawl into the skin and wander around like living things. Everyone falls down and is stiff and his eyes are full of fear.
Several masters are the key care objects.
Boom
The soil burst, and Weng Qing got out in a panic. The evil wind roared and flashed like a ghost, trying to break the roaring pine needles all over his body.
Mrs. Chen, who is good at enchantment illusion, met Champa, a nemesis, and was almost instantly torn apart by pine needles. The whole person was also moved with pine needles.
Demon!
Still have never heard of a powerful demon.
Weng Qing’s scalp was numb, and he tried his best to stop it. At the same time, he looked at the mouth of the cave and his white beard flew. His eyes were round and he screamed, "Brother, run!"
He knew that he would get away and hoped that the younger brother outside the cave would not come in. If he escaped, he would be able to take care of his own people.
"Noisy!"
The red man smiled and stretched out his slender palm.
Boom
The ground crashed and burst, and the thick black roots of the arms flooded out like a flood and instantly entangled Weng Qing’s legs.
Weng Qingshen twisted the vines with metallic luster and immediately broke inch by inch, but the pine needles also broke through the palm wind and pierced him.
The thief hall master’s eyes are full of anger but his whole body is stiff.
These pine needles can swim in the closed acupoints of qi and blood vessels, as if they were under a static spell.