The body of Ziling's lightning bolts began to rise, and it took a few seconds to grow to a meter.

The fat man looked at the purple lightning bolt, and hurriedly took a few steps.

At that time, the purple spirit lightning smashed the fat man of the Ming Dynasty sect.

Roar--

The purple spirit lightning slammed, and the red scorpion was full of pain.

Hey, oh, Zi Ling, the mouth of the lightning bolt, chews twice.

"What is it eating?" Fire spirit looked at Xiaoyan with his small eyes.

"Zinc gold." Dragon chubby looks serious.

"Zinc gold, that thing can eat ~ ~" Fire spirit's small eyes look to the black wind days.

Roar!

With a roar, the purple spirit lightning rushed out of the body with a layer of golden light. The one-meter-sized body rose again, and it grew to two meters. The original blood-red eyelids had a touch of gold.

"I. Go!" Long Xiaopeng standing in front of Xiaoyan hurriedly took a few steps back.

"Long Ye, is this... evolution?" The fat man looked at the purple lightning bolt.

A one-meter-sized "leopard" can kill the strongest of the spirit of the nine-order, and now grow up twice, how terrible is the strength? !

The fat man felt a cold in his back.

As the body gets bigger, the pain and depression in the purple spirit lightning scorpion slowly disappears, as if this is its original size.

嘶嘶——

In the nostrils of Zi Ling's lightning bolt, two whites were sprayed, and the fat man on one side was nervous.

Ziling Lightning turned his head and looked around, turned his body and walked slowly to the front of the night feathers.

Roar.

With a low bang, the purple spirit lightning smashed with the huge head in the thigh, showing very close relatives.

"Well? What do you say?" The night feathers glimpsed.

Just purple spirit lightning snoring, he actually understood!

Hey.

The purple spirit lightning arched the thigh of the night feathers, and the mouth was low again.

"You let me, sit up?" Night Feather looked at the purple back and the wide back.

Zi Ling lightning bolt slowly nodded.

"Boss, can you understand what the leopard said?" The fat man looked strange.

The night feathers nodded and nodded, and they didn't know what was going on.

"Little girl, ride it and try it, it won't hurt you." Long Xiaopeng had a surprise in his eyes.

"Boss, try it, this is awesome." The fat man also urged.

Sitting on the back of the leopard, the night feathers squatted on the back of the leopard, and the purple spirit lightning 貂 did not have any feeling of difficulty.

The footsteps of Ziling Lightning moved.

"Wait a minute." Long Xiaopeng raised his hand and said to Bai Jinyi: "Xiaobai, call out your tiger and compare it with Xiaoyan."

Bai Jinyi nodded, his palm turned, and the spiritual tiger quickly condensed.

Roar!

The Spiritual Tigers roared toward the purple spirit lightning bolt.

Roar--

Zi Ling lightning is not willing to show a weak low response.

Bai Jinyi directly sat on the tiger. Control the tiger to stand side by side with the purple spirit lightning bolt.

Hey.

Purple spirit lightning lifted his head and looked ahead.

"Well? You asked me where to go?" The night feathers identified the direction and pointed to the south.

Roar! Roar!

The two beasts roared, and at the same time, when the fat man reacted, the purple spirit lightning bolt and the spiritual tiger had reached the sand dune 100 meters away.

Oh.

One thing fell on the sand.

"Well? Little stupid bird?" Long Xiaopeng looked at the fire spirit on the ground, and there was a moment of incomprehension in his eyes.

"Hey? How did the baby fall on the ground, little ginseng, master and little sister?" The fire spirit shook his body and looked around, and there was no shadow of the night feathers.