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This moment, the speed of the hundred-mile red makeup has once again increased, and under the will of survival, all the strengths are super strong!
The distance that was originally drawn closer has faintly opened at this moment!
Almost all the practitioners listened to Gong Shaoqing's words and rushed to the left side of the road. Others have already died in the beastly frenzy, so that only one hundred miles of red makeup is struggling on the right side of the road.
In front of the cliff, the phoenix of the Baili red makeup and the deep pool was a fascinating color. Now, she has no other choice.
Behind him, a monster with a big mouth and a big mouth toward the hundred-mile red makeup bite, sharp and sharp teeth reflected in the sun cold cold mans.
However, just as the tooth was about to be pulled out to the neck of the red-brown makeup, a beast rang.
"Roar!"
The tender but screaming screams came out of the white lion's mouth, and the weak figure was in stark contrast with the three monsters behind him, and it was simply not enough.
But this white lion's roar, the original attacking monsters stopped, trembled and looked at the white lion.
The madness of the monster beast was miraculously stopped by the beast of this beast.
"Roar!"
The white lion snorted again, and the monsters who were still screaming were squatting on the ground, and the stout and horrible figure shook in sorrow!
The black lacquered phoenix was shocked and surprised, and the figure that was originally ready to jump over the cliff immediately stopped.
The colorful makeup of the hundred miles looked at the monsters who were kneeling on the ground, and from their reaction they were able to judge their instinctual fear of the fire lion.
What kind of joke?
Such a large and horrible guy would be afraid of this little guy on his shoulder?
Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai also looked at the white lion in a wrong way. They didn't expect this little guy to have this kind of skill.
The white lion stretched a lazy waist and changed into a comfortable position to sit on the shoulders of the red makeup.
Before it slept, I woke up and saw these hateful guys!
The feelings of the hundred-mile red makeup are shocking. It seems that their previous judgments are not wrong. The white lion is not a simple monster, but it is too deceptive to sell it.
A beast's voice can directly stop the monster beast, what a strength!
There is no other possibility than the monster on the pyramid!
The beast is different from the human cultivator. No matter how great the human being is, the descendants of the human being need to cultivate from scratch.
The Wicked Beast has a strong hierarchical concept, and the powerful monsters of the race are powerful.
Even the newly born little monster, with a level of deterrence, can also shock other monsters.
Obviously, the race of the White Lion is not simple.
Liu Mei is slightly wrinkled, and the red-brown makeup is more doubtful. The top-of-the-range monster, she almost knows, but there seems to be no such thing as a monster and a white lion!
However, no matter what kind of monster, as long as you know that the white lion is not simple, it is enough!
The monster beast has stopped so magically, and she can't help but jump off the cliff to survive. She can't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"White lion, let this guy leave."
The smile of the mouth of the red lips is like a flower, and the feeling of commanding the beast is really good!
"Roar!"
The white lion screamed again, and the other monsters looked at the white lion, and as the monk slammed, they quickly retreated toward the rear.