Chapter 1675: Dead friends are not dead (1/2)

The first thousand six hundred and seventy-five chapters of the dead do not die

”Yes, God respects.”

The middle-aged monk nodded and looked at Wanlong. Then Wanlong was in front of everyone and walked toward the valley of the dead. Ning Donger was a little surprised. She never knew what happened. I don’t know that Wan Long and Yu Jian came here with a mission, thinking that they are simply going to the desperate situation of death and vying for the advanced opportunity.

”It turns out they have other purposes...”

The look of the three men is somewhat complicated.

The rest of the monks were also very surprised. They watched Wan Long enter the Valley of the Dead. About four or five hours later, there was a roar in the Valley of the Dead.

Young lang, joyful demon, reindeer, and all the monks are concentrating on the direction of the Valley of the Dead. I saw Wanlong’s unbearable roll out of the Valley of the Dead, and a black gas chasing after him Prohibited.

”The corpse king is getting it?”

The refining ghosts and lords sighed low.

”The sovereign, the disciple is unfavorable, and he is chased by the corpse on the outside. The corpse is not heard. The disciple is too slow, and the sect is forgiven!”

Wan Long squatted on the ground, whispering.

”God respect, this...”

The reviled patriarch's face was a bit ugly. I didn't expect that on the day of the extreme sun, the corpse king inside was so terrible that the three robbers could not hide his perception.

This time, even if there is no change, I am afraid that he still can't win the corpse!

”The speed is too slow? What use is it for you to live?”

Juvenile Lang smiled slightly, his mouth suddenly rose many times, and bite Wanlong into his mouth. Yu Jian and Ning Donger saw this scene, his face was horrified, and Ning Donger just wanted to come forward. But he was pulled by the sword.

Let’s go.

The young man chewed a few times and made a chilling chewing sound. Then he vomited a little, and a complete skeleton spit out from his mouth and fell to the side of the refining ghosts. Change, bow his head, not because of the death of a three-roof creator's disciple, but angry with the young lang.

”You, who are you willing to help me get the same thing out of the Valley of the Dead?”

The young man smiled and smiled and glanced at the monks.

Everyone hastened to bow their heads. There is a good example of Wan Long. Who dares to go to the Valley of the Dead? Even if you don't die inside, if you don't take it out, you have to eat it for life.

”Nobody wants to go? Then I just choose it, oh, just you!”

The young man smiled and smiled and pointed a monk. The face of the monk suddenly showed a panic color. Before he reacted, Niu Zunxian Wang appeared next to him and grabbed his neck and threw it directly into the valley of the dead.

”Go get things out.”

Niu Zunxian Wang looked at each other with a smile: ”There is still a line of life, otherwise... hahaha.”

The monk looked at the cow and looked at the cow, and bite his teeth and walked toward the valley of the dead. This time, only half an hour later, he fled to the valley of the dead in horror. As a result, he did not escape the valley of the dead. The black air swept through and turned into a freshly baked zombie.

”The speed is really too slow.”

Young Lang shook his head.

The monks were shocked and stunned, and they did not dare to talk. They prayed insanely, hoping that this trick would not fall on their heads.

”It's better to go.”