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"What?!" A scream in Dongfu, "When is it?"

"Just just now, we found out that his soul lamp was gone."

Shangqiu's old ancestors, the sacred sage, were greatly stimulated, and the tactics were completely solved.

A figure swiftly rushed out of Dongfu, and his eyes disappeared.

......

Black Rock City is looking forward, come on!

Hurry up, hurry up...

The dying of evil is carrying the Nangong Beichen, Jiabao is supporting the Tuoyan, and Murong is in the side of the illusion and the Moya, their spiritual treasure can no longer fly.

All of them are seriously injured.

There is no aura to control the flying instruments, and relying on the illusion to give each of the large amount of aura-filled spirits in support...

On the way, they encountered countless demons, all of which were rushed out by a fight.

Seeing that he was approaching Black Rock City, the lions behind him were mad, and the pressure was a thousand miles away. They were forced to suppress them. At this critical moment, a sky-high gods came out from Black Rock City.

"The lion emperor, to the younger generation, to lose the style, come and come, this holy good to accompany you and your demon people!"

But see an old man wearing a dark green, from the direction of Black Rock City, like a light, shining to the illusion of their face, they will be behind them.

"It's a poisonous sage!"

"We finally saved, oh, we are safe!" Garbo shed joy, tears after the rest of his life.

But when I thought that Shangqiu Mengji was no longer there, I turned to joy and sorrow, and tears flowed.

Jimo Ya and the illusion of the face are mixed with each other, that is, Moya dominates the battle, and always takes the illusion as the first, so the illusion of the face is much lighter than him.

Jimo Ya is supported by his amazing willpower and strong body. He suffered even more serious injuries than Nangong Beichen, and Nangong Beichen was already unconscious.

"Xiaoyan, we are safe." Long breath a sigh of relief.

Half the weight of the body depends on the body of the illusion.

This is the performance after relaxation. Before, he always warned that he could not fall. He had to see Xiaoyan’s safety and had to direct the route of escape.

After the relaxation of the phlegm and inflammation, one fell to the shoulder of Garbo.

Murong Yannuo slammed his hand, and the poor little face was filled with joy.

Over there, the Lion King saw the appearance of the poison saint and was shocked!

"Old poison? Why are you here? This group of thieves peeked at the treasures of our Yaozu, and must return today! Otherwise, you can't eat in Heiyan City."

Poisonous Saint is a skinny and dwarf old man. His deep wrinkles are as deep as a squat. A pair of eyes are like Gutan’s deep well. You can’t see a little bit of twists and turns, you can’t talk much, you can reach out and make a green. The dusty material is spilled toward the ground.

"Not much nonsense, there is a species, you will come over!"

The lion emperor took a breath of cold air. "Old poison, count you! Today, the emperor took the hand down, let you first, wait for the day when the emperor comes alone and will be there for a while..."

If the other tribes of the Terran are here, the Lions will not be so taboo.

Different from the poisonous holy, on the ability to fight alone, he may not be as good as other people, but on the group is no one is his opponent, he is simply a battlefield to kill the demon.

There is his war, almost the grass is not born, the demon is dead and wounded.

The lion emperor is now bringing more demon people, and the absolute is the area where he has just sown the poison powder.