Hey.

Even if the skull was pierced by a sharp blade, the mountain overlord still did not immediately die, and the mouth of the fangs was closed a few times, and after two whines, the upgrade was completely cut off.

Shaking the figure, Bai Jinyi drifted down from the air and fell to the side of the night feathers.

"It's okay." Bai Jinyi's eyes looked at the night feathers. Although he knew the strength of the night feathers, but at the last moment, Bai Jinyi couldn't help but care.

"Nothing, the blazing sword is more powerful than I thought."

Night Feather gently shook his head, looking at the short sword in his hand, showing a touch of excitement, himself, and another card!

One hand and one stroke, the sucking force of the cockroach came out from the palm of his hand, and suddenly an invisible hurricane rolled up in the forest. The mother sword that was inserted in the old tree ten minutes was slightly trembled, then violently shocked and flew out, "唰" With a sigh, steady back to the night Yu Yu.

"Hey! Hey!"

In the side of the battle, Zi Ling saw the end of the battle, and very happy to run to the body of Silverstone and ran and jumped, it seems that this is the general killing.

"Hey." Zi Ling screamed at the night feathers twice, licking his head, and the white paws were scratching on the silver-shelled carapace, seemingly trying to dig the hard shell.

However, the current purple spirit has not changed, the strength on the claws is extremely limited, and only four or five strokes have been left on it.

"呲--" seems to be annoyed by the hard shell of this scorpion, Zi Ling suddenly clawed to the ground, the whole body of silver hair picked up, the mouth made a demonstration-like cry, the body passed a sturdy spiritual fluctuation, Want to transform into an ancient spirit beast.

"Zi Ling." The night feathers rushed and sighed, and the ancient pressure after the transformation of Zi Ling was too strong. I am afraid that it can be felt dozens of miles away. At this time, the night feathers are not willing to invite other spirits. Those, hurriedly speak out to stop.

Floating on the silver stone hoe, looking down at the place where the purple spirit scratched, the night feathers frowned and asked: "Is there something you are interested in?"

"Oh." Purple Ling dissipated the fluctuations in the body, gave up the idea of ​​transformation, and continued to use a small paw to scratch a few times on the hard shell of the skull, pitifully looked up and asked for help.

Hey!

The night feathers injected the spiritual power into the short blade of the demon Ji, and used the 50% strength to penetrate the sword front. Just a few inches deep, the night feathers felt that their next sword was blocked by a hard thing. It is.

"Well? Is there something really there?" The night feathers 汐 Liu Mei picked one, and the short sword in the hand pulled out a few points. The sword front turned, and in a short time, the skull of the silver scorpion was cut open.

嘶嘶——

A very light tweet sounded from the skull's skull. Although it was extremely subtle, it was quite harsh in the middle of the night! This also makes the night feathers and white brocade once again tightened the spirit, this monster has not died?

However, the two beasts did not appear in the attack of the beast, but instead created a vision in the gap that the night feathers cut open.

After the sound of the insects, a line of silver light emerged from the skull of the skull, and then a slight spiritual fluctuation occurred inside. A group of moonlight clusters slowly rose from the inside and floated half a meter above the top of the skull. !

After the light group lifted the air, the silver light emitted slowly subsided. An adult-sized translucent silver spar floated in front of the two and gently rotated.