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"Chatter!"

At this time, a shadow gave out a strange laugh under a gloomy old Kui tree, a thousand feet away from the warship.

This is an old man with a skeleton and a tattered robe, but he looks like a cold young man.

If at this moment, Shangguan Shiyu is here and sees this cold young man, he will certainly scream.

Isn't this elder martial brother Xiao Zhan whose head was cut off by Xiao Yun?

"A group of delicious Heilongshan kids." The face of the old man is changing wildly. He is Xiao Yun at one time, Xiao Zhan at the same time, and some unknown talented youth at the same time.

This is the real dream thief. He has no fixed face. He steals the secrets of the dream of the strong and sucks the spirit of the strong!

That's why these crazy people don't even dare to fight with the bounty hunters.

"However, it's a small trouble to have an angry bounty hunter." The thief's appearance changed to Xiao Yun's again. She snorted coldly and said, "I'm afraid that old dog has been humiliated by the bounty hunter. He was even made into a dog's leg by a minion. If he dared to stop him, he would kill him."

The bounty hunter is like a schizophrenic. He is as timid as a mouse and as bold as a dragon.

Finally, in a fierce quarrel, Xiao Yun defeated all the heaven's favourites who had been stolen by the dream thief and absorbed the spirit, turned into Xiao Yun and approached the warship unhurriedly.

Xiao Yun carefully takes out a piece of swarthy fragrance from the ring. She shivers and ignites, and a strong fragrance finally spreads.

"Hu ~ ~"

Xiao Yun took a deep breath, showing a intoxicated look on his stunning face, and exclaimed: "it's worthy of the deep dragon fragrance dug out from the abyss of the ancient battlefield. This smell, ignited a little, can make the martial artists under the little Holy Land unable to bear it, faint and sleepy!"

The so-called Shen Longxiang is the real dragon that died in the war of annihilation of the world ten thousand years ago. That level, at least, is the real dragon of the sub divine realm, even the divine realm!

The war of annihilation was so fierce that even the great wilderness was pierced, and the interior of the ancient battlefield did not know how many terrible corpses had been deposited.

The real dragon at that level is not holy land before death, even the great holy land can not be provoked. Even ten thousand years after death, its corpse is also extremely poisonous and deadly. So it's very difficult to dig up some deep dragon fragrance in the abyss of the ancient battlefield!

How can it be cheap to let the martial arts under the small holy land fall into a deep sleep.

The size of the finger is worth more than a million dollars of Lei Hujin, and it's still priceless!

The fragrance of chenlongxiang spread all around and soon covered the whole ship.

"Putong"

"Putong"

"Putong"

"Putong"

in such a large cultivation room, there is Jiahui's guard, but those ordinary disciples, as well as Shangguan Shiyu, simply can't bear the power of Shen Longxiang, lie on the ground and fall asleep.

"What's the taste?"

Jia Hui took a sip, and felt something wrong on the spot. He was weak in limbs and dizzy in head. He felt like staying up for hundreds of years.

"Deep dragon fragrance?"

Suddenly, Jia Hui bit his tongue and made dozens of fingerprints to expel the fragrance from his body.

"Sleep, you can't carry it. In the face of the bounty hunter, I won't kill you."

Xiao Yun, wearing a close fitting and luxurious robe, walked and gave birth to a lotus flower. He shook his feet and said coldly.

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