Roar!

In the purple Lingkou, a low-pitched voice was made. In the eyes of the night feathers, the purple spirit body swollen rapidly, and the eyes turned into a three-meter-sized leopard!

The night feathers swelled, and the purple spirit grew up again? !

Purple spirit has a purple hair, and there is a golden glow in the eyes. The movements of the body are flashing and the wind is shining.

The waist is twisted, and the purple spirit jumps forward, blocking in front of the night feathers, and the mouth is constantly low, seemingly flowing with those spirits.

A fire broke out on the side of the fire, and the body also swollen quickly.

嘤——

A phoenix came out, and the fire stood behind the night feathers, facing the high-order snow owls.

"Fire spirit, Zi Ling just said something." Night feathers hold three silver needles in their hands, and the heart gives a sound to the fire.

"Master, Zi Ling just said that the spirit beasts to deal with, let the baby deal with the little snakes." Fire spirit tied the wings, ready to fight.

Roar!

Zi Ling has become a short roar from successive lows. It seems that the negotiations with the spirit beasts are not pleasant, and the eyes of more than a dozen beasts are sparkling with thoughts.

The spirit beasts looked at each other, and the mouth screamed with anger, and the fangs and claws were aligned with the purple spirit.

The purple spirits are twinkling in the twinkles, and these low-level spirit beasts defy their beasts!

The war is on the verge.

The sky suddenly brightened, and a touch of moonlight was like a white pruning, and it was covered in a clear heart, and the pure heart of the bamboo was slightly shaken, giving a slight humming sound, and the spirit of exuding was more intense.

"To be mature!" Night feathers flashed a touch of dignity on the face, holding three silver needles in the hand, once the purple spirit and the fire spirit can not resist those spirit beasts, the night feathers will directly unlock the seal.

Roar!

Baby is mature, swallowing can advance to the nine-order spirit beast, and even hit Huang Ling, then the hundred-headed beast can no longer hold.

Hey, Zi Ling mouth is slightly angry, his body shape rises, and it turns into a purple afterimage that hits the hundred-eight-eight-order spirit beast.

"Fast!" The night feathers glimpse at the same time with Bai Jinyi's eyes floating in the air!

The purple spirit rushes into the beast of the eighth-order spirit beast. If the wolf enters the sheep's nest, there will be two beasts in the blink of an eye that die under the claws of the purple spirit. Those spirits are strong and strong, but they cannot capture the purple spirit. .

It is completely unilateral predation and slaughter!

The speed of Zi Ling is absolutely comparable to the ordinary Huang Ling! The fierceness of Zi Ling also let the white Jin Yi in the air quietly dissipated the golden flame on his hand.

At the last moment, once there is any difficulty in the night, Bai Jinyi intends to stage a hero to save the United States.

"Zi Ling, kill Xuanyang Tiger." Night feathers in the heart of the command, killing which is killing, there is a purple spirit to help save their own hands.

The purple spirit whispered, and the yellow-orange-orange eyelids showed the Xuanyang tiger staring at the fierce light.

Purple spirit is very lively here, the other side can be...

"Master, are they very afraid of me?" The sound of the fire spirit sprouted in the night feathers.

The fire spirit stood behind the night feathers. Just after the night, Yu Yu had not noticed the situation in front of the fire spirit. Now the fire spirit speaks, and the night feathers turn sideways.

"Well? This is..." The night feathers slammed on the face, and the eight-order snow python king faced the fire spirit after the transformation. There was no intention to attack. On the contrary, those snow python kings also stepped back. The momentum on the body has also dropped to a minimum.

What is the property? Could it be a natural enemy of snakes!

The night feathers flashed through this thought, which can make the eighth-order spirit beast lose their fighting spirit and only face the natural enemies. It is not the level of strength, but the suppression of instinct!