The taste was so good that it was so good that it was like hooking an ant and suddenly hanged up.

Fang Shaoyang smiled, but Aso Kotaro was about to get angry in an instant. All the wastes were fucking eating.

The mysterious Wubian finally had Miyamoto's big move, and a black mysterious circle burst out from his body, desperately spreading open the infinite power grid.

The boss tried his best, how could he just watch it like that, more than one hundred dinosaurs were boundless together, and the power grid turned into powder, and the power burst out from more than one hundred dinosaurs was still very powerful. The mystery was used

Bastard, damn, I'm going to drink your blood, Miyamoto is like a seizure lion, and his hair was still emitting smoke, giving him a good makeup without applying makeup.

Fang Shaoyang was not ready to take action, but he couldn't help but attack. This bastard and the others dared to scold him. Damn, I'm really looking for death.

As he turned his hand, the East King Bell appeared in Fang Shaoyang's palm. As soon as the East King Bell came out, a crisp and melodious bell echoed between the world. The East King Bell, one of the top ten artifacts of the Chinese divine clan, has the ability of unpredictable ghosts and gods.

Under the bell, everyone's ears suddenly roared, their heads were congested, and they were exploding. Especially Miyamoto and others, how could Fang Shaoyang's target feel good? The sound seemed to have penetrated directly into their brains. The fairy sounds were bursting, but for them it was a curse, a curse that was so terrifying that it could not be more terrifying.

Under the sound of the bell, blood began to flow out of their seven orifices, and the scene was extremely miserable.

Those who have incorrect minds have the voice of the East King Bell, and the soul is scattered. The voice of Shaoyang suddenly echoed between heaven and earth, like a divine sound, with its own majesty.

Miyamoto shouted loudly. It was not something that ordinary people could do if they could be the head of the Miyamoto family's bastard Anbu. He was more or less adept. With his loud shout, more than a hundred ninjas moved instantly, but their formation looked weird no matter how they looked at it, as if they were dancing with a great god.

Although Miyamoto was miserable in the mystery, it was a pity that he did not kill him and did not destroy his strength. With him as the center, a hexagram emerged.

The six-pointed star opened a huge barrier, but not a barrier. Anyway, the six-pointed star seemed to be able to block the sound of the Dongwang Zhong. This made Fang Shaoyang curious. The Dongwang Zhong was an ancient artifact after all, and there were not many people who could block his attack. But I didn't expect that this old guy would block it so easily. It seemed that he was a little too small to be a bastard.

After a closer look, Fang Shaoyang finally discovered the cat's trick. There seemed to be a small statue floating in the center of the town.

Yes, the great master of Baqi, Fang Shaoyang stared at the statue and murmured.

Humph, you really think that my Dong Wang Zhong has only such a skill. Fang Shaoyang directly threw his hand and threw Dong Wang Zhong out.

The Dongwang Bell threw it out and rose in the wind, and instantly became as big as a boat, flashing with golden light, and suddenly hit the formation.

A rush

The formation shattered all over the ground like glass, but Dongwang Zhong did not diminish his strength and directly entered the camp of Miyamoto and others, directly hitting the people and falling into the ground.

Miyamoto's primary goal was to be even more miserable, and he was knocked away by Dong Wang Zhong in one go.

Aso Kotaro, who was originally very busy, did not want to suffer a sudden disaster. At the moment when he lowered his head and scolded Miyamoto's waste, a whistling sound suddenly flew over here. However, before he could react, a black shadow suddenly enveloped him.

Bang

The beautifully decorated room was directly penetrated with a big hole. After two black shadows that were stuck together rolled outside for several rounds, they finally stopped.

Miyamoto rolled over and got up with difficulty. He was surprised to find that he was beaten like that for a while and he was nothing. He was just a bluff, and I didn't have any trouble at all. Seeing how I would kill you bastards Miyamoto gritted his teeth and was about to continue fighting.

The bastard suddenly heard a very faint voice behind him, and it sounded quite familiar. When he looked back, he saw Miyamoto's eyes almost protruding. This was the second clan leader.

Second Clan leader, what's wrong with you? Miyamoto hurriedly ran to the side and shouted anxiously.

The second tribe leader wanted to slap Miyamoto a few times to vent his anger, but found that he had no strength at all. He had no idea how many bones had been broken, and his entire ribs were beaten back and penetrated to the back.

Second Tribe Chief, you have become like this, how can I get out of here with confidence? I'll take a look for it. Miyamoto didn't seem to realize that he made the Second Tribe Chief look like this, and he kept trying to help.

Masaki Kotaro was so angry that he couldn't speak. If I hadn't been so strong that I would have died all of a sudden, and this bastard was still talking about these messy words here.

Bastard, I really can't scold the enemy Aso Kotaro, so I can only calculate the account before calculating it. I will first dare to leave this bastard and heal myself slowly.

After Aso Kotaro yelled like this, Miyamoto suddenly remembered, Damn, there is an enemy at the door of the house. The patriarch, then be careful, I will save you after I finish cooking the bastards outside.

Miyamoto is not a fool, but he wants to be a fool, especially when facing the black-bellied beast of Aso Kotaro, Miyamoto knew that he was involved, but he just wanted to pretend not to know and pretend to be stupid.

Otherwise, Miyamoto would be sure that he would not have any good days in the future.

But he had to let this out. If Aso Kotaro hadn't blocked it from behind, he would probably have only half of his life left.

Oh, Fang Shaoyang saw that guy was so excited that he had come out alive. His life was really great, but since you, the old guy, want to play with me, then I will have fun with you.

Fang Shaoyang stood out from the clouds, walked into the air, and ordered the great magicians: You should cook the rest of the people, don't leave one behind.

It was the old guy who brought thirty great magicians to officially start the harvesting work. The old guy didn't even move his fingers in the first two rounds. Since Fang Shaoyang did not keep any orders, it was naturally the old guy who took more insurance. If he didn't keep any grass, that was the old guy's method.

To be continued.
Chapter completed!