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Chapter 505 504 [The choice is always wrong](2/2)

The black-haired savage took away Shangxu's soul and left with an excited roar.

Do you have any respect for the black-haired savages?

The spiritual body instantly separated from the girl and returned to the physical body.

"."

Why should we stop him and not follow the opponent's plan and release the Mahayana Buddha? Is he going to take revenge by pissing on the demon pestle?

'Fear, sunflower blood, the white cloth transformed by the person who opens the store of consciousness. Except for the latter, I can't control it. I can grasp the former two.'

Don't get me wrong, it was just that the explosion was too violent, making him temporarily out of breath, rather than red-faced and out of breath.

A huge flame dragon smashed down from top to bottom like a raging sea wave.

It's head is full of questions, and it doesn't understand why Hao Hao is calling.

"Tsk, tsk, next time we come, let's bake it directly. We're worried about having nothing to eat."

After that, use your intact right hand to wrap the white cloth in your hand little by little.

'Fear, I got Sunflower Blood. Although it's not much, it may not even be enough, but at least I have it. Next, it all depends on whether they will attack Xu.'

Of course, they didn't realize that someone was plotting something secretly. They only thought that they and others had unfavorable plans, and that the right time, place and people were not on their side except for the right place.

If it is compacted, even with the rough skin and thick flesh of a black-haired savage, he will still not feel comfortable.

After four or five steps, the huge savage disappeared into the darkness and his back disappeared.

"."

Looking at the entire Mahayana team, only Hu Ling can achieve this.

An hour later, everyone came to a dilapidated temple.

In the darkness, bursts of piercing laughter could be heard.

This task is too difficult and I can't carry it out at all.

Yes, we have the protection of the great lama, so what are we afraid of?

When Yitonggui was activated and two banshees were killed in succession, the black-haired savage appeared.

You are such a talent.

"Are you two okay?"

The next moment, the fire dragon crashed down.

"hey-hey."

Most of the black hair on his body burned, and his skin became extremely charred.

No, we can't wait any longer.

In addition, the wind and snow are still there, making people shiver with cold.

Anyway, as a Mahayana Buddha, no matter what you choose, there will be no benefits.

Everyone woke up from their dreams one after another. The lama had not collected enough firewood. Compared with the previous bonfire, the temperature was much lower. Coupled with the sudden heavy snowfall, many people were woken up by the cold.

What's more, they are a group of hungry people!

Shangxu's angry shouts sounded, accompanied by blazing flames.

He was really hungry to a certain extent. Not to mention a huge monster, even a monster dared to hold it and take a few bites. He had to be full before he died.

After the words fell, the boys were eager to try, looking at Shangxu with eyes full of desire.

That's right, it was all his plan that allowed the black-haired savage to obtain the "protective gear".

The moment Lama Shangxu heard the scream, he immediately jumped up and rushed to the source of the sound.

It's a pity that, despite all calculations, in the end there is only one move missing.

Isn’t there an old saying, when you encounter a ferocious carnivorous beast in the wild, you don’t need to run faster than the beast, as long as you run faster than the companions around you, that’s enough.”

By going up, up, up, up. Before returning to the last time, you can learn that the mist of Lake Spirit, or the wind and snow can affect human senses and silently control the route they walk.

However, due to the shocking series of explosions in the afternoon, his strength was greatly reduced and he was unable to create a blizzard environment. The bloody one had no special qualities, but only greatly increased everyone's fear.

Visibility in dense fog is very low, only three or four meters away.

Prevent?

However, it does not affect the black hand.

The girl woke up from her sleep and asked if she wanted to go to the toilet together.

After He Zhao finished speaking, he asked instead without waiting for the other party to continue asking questions.

Facing an angry attack from a lama, it did not dodge or dodge, and its plan could not go wrong!

And being besieged by the walking dead, choosing a direction at random, and finding the ruined temple in more than sixty minutes, it is hard not to think that there is a mastermind behind it.

Just as everyone fell into a deep sleep one by one, two banshees with green faces and fangs and four arms burst into the temple with a roar and launched a suicide attack on Shangxu.

"Let's rest for a while first. I'll get some firewood. Nights on the plateau are not easy to endure." Shangxu said. After all, he had been practicing in Bufa Temple since he was a child. He knew what the weather on the plateau would be like.

"But, how do you know it's not some kind of monster making noises in the dark night? What if it just attracts more people to the source of the sound, and the real target is the people left behind?"

In the human team where the bonfire is about to burn out, there is a good player. The distance between the two is not far, and they can reach it in five or six seconds.

"Click rub rub"

Moreover, it did not reach the thigh, but only reached the thickness of the knee.

Done!

"How brave!"

'Being hungry and cold, surrounded by monsters in the dark night, and with the disappearance of my companions, the fear in my heart is infinitely amplified. The girl who was taken away is for Kui Xue, and the target is Shangxu.'

When he saw the two people gradually leaving the illuminated range of the bonfire, he thought, and his spirit immediately left his body and rushed in the direction of the two women.

On the one hand, there is the exhausted lama who is trying his best to suppress the suppressed objects. On the other hand, there is the lama who is waiting for work and suddenly launches a shameless sneak attack. The result is self-evident.

Brother Kepu's face was full of grievance, and he held the back of his head with both hands, with a look in his eyes saying "What are you going to do?"

Whether you want to gamble or not depends entirely on the Mahayana Buddha himself.

"Great Lama, you can turn around now."

His left hand followed the falling trajectory, fished it down, took the protective gear and the snowflakes into his hand, turned around and ran away.

Brother Kepu: "."

If a rabbit is in a hurry, it can still bite people and kick off the hawk.

'Decisive is decisive, but unfortunately the moment you made your decision, you stepped into a big trap that I set up, and your choices were all wrong.'

The blood-colored Sanskrit characters, which were so light that they were almost invisible, seemed to be inexplicably attracted, and were all imprinted on the golden demon-conquering pestle.

"Crack!"

In the distance, on the edge of the lakeshore, the mastermind behind the scenes slapped his thigh.

Done!
Chapter completed!
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