My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 4: Fourth thousand four hundred and twenty-five

Now he is almost screaming at the wind, and he ran away a certain distance in a panic.

A **** suddenly appeared under my feet.

Shi Lang almost didn't control it, and almost slipped off the slope.

Hearing a sudden scream, Yao Hong rolled away from them first.

Everyone's expressions changed in shock, and they stopped running.

Wang Kuang still has some affection for this woman, so he hurriedly followed after seeing this.

The sound of spiritual collision suddenly erupted from the slope, and Shi Lang and the others were almost scared to pee, and reflexively wanted to run back on the road.

However, as soon as he turned his head, he found that the soil **** had been surrounded by a large group of bones and skeletons under the pressure of black at this time.

If they dared to rush up, it would simply send the sheep into the mouth of a tiger.

Everyone can only run down the slope, looking up to see that the bones and skeletons are just surrounding the hillside and never come down.

As soon as Shi Lang and his group threw down the slope, they were suddenly hit by a few spiritual powers coming over, and they fell to the ground with a wailing.

"Who are you guys?" Wang Kuang fell to the ground, his hands tied behind by divine power, half of his face rubbed against the ground, and a large shoe sole imprint was printed on his head.

He was staring at the opposite side bitterly, a deformed man with his arms around Yao Hong, who was arrogantly lowering his hands on Yao Hong without any hesitation.

"Pop." Even though Wang Kuang slapped his face, he couldn't help but be secretly shocked.

He is a fourteenth-level great spiritualist himself, with very clear strength, but he was immediately restrained by divine power.

That ugly-looking, deformed man with different lengths of left and right hands is actually a strong god.

"The formation has been found." A kind-faced old man smiled and nodded, "They came just right, so let's use their blood to break the formation."

"What?" Wang Kuang and others showed horrified expressions.

But seeing the old man suddenly grabbed the last twelfth-level spiritualist mercenary in Shi Lang's mercenary group, and kicked him into a swirling eye of wind amidst his tragic screams.

Everyone could see with naked eyes that the flesh of the man was wiped out by the eyes of the wind, and the whole human shape was twisted and smashed into the eyes with a bang.

"Boom! Bang! Bang!"

With the loud noise, the entire formation barrier suddenly disappeared.

Wang Kuang and others were delighted to discover ~IndoMTL.com~ They have really reappeared in Fengmu Lin this time, and they even smelled the unique green grass scent of Fengmu Lin in their breath.

"Huh?" Lao Hang wrinkled his eyebrows with a faint exclamation, his eyes fell on a person less than five meters in front of him.

A young girl wearing a white robe, skin saixue and unusually delicate eyebrows, is sitting under an old tree with a whirlpool of spiritual energy spinning above her head.

"I'm going to be promoted to the Divine Realm at such a young age." Old Hang smiled, with a hint of envy in his tone, "It's really jealous."

"Unfortunately, I went on." Guiqiu grabbed the woman's waist with that deformed short hand.

Yao Hong only felt that her deformed little hand was like a soft and greasy snake, stroking her back and forth between her waist and hips, making her whole body stiff, with a hint of panic in her face.

"Oh, I most hate those young men and women who rely on the family's heritage, who are arrogant at a young age." Among the four desperadoes, a sturdy man sneered with his arms around him.

"This formation has caused me to waste so much energy. I must not spare this little lady lightly."