This is the real massacre!

The Huangquan without water ghosts is just a little cold on the left and right. For these people with qi and blood all over the body, this coldness does not count.

They jumped into the underworld and ran towards the vulgarity!

They rushed into the first floor of the ghost market.

The five-man in the Indies followed behind, and they looked at Lin Feng with some fear. Lin Feng glanced at him and arranged their death date.

He ignored these people, floated on the underworld, and came to the first floor of the ghost city!

Morality turned into the morale of the army on the formation flag, rushing into the sky like wolf smoke!

The monsters on the mountain wall pounced down from above, like bats floating up, ferocious and terrifying. Unfortunately, they were shot and killed by the well-trained Tang army before they fell from the sky.

Not only that, the Eight Niu Crossbow and the even more terrifying Tiangong Crossbow were built in front of the city wall.

Hu Jinghui drew out the Youlan Sword and waved it hard in front of him!

"put!"

In this moment, the crossbow arrows fell on the city wall with the spell.
Chapter completed!