Imperial Phoenix Rules

It was blocked into a beast for a while, and they had forgotten their injuries in their own body, and they were angry and stunned.

Feng Yun Yuki: "It is a beast, but it is a group of old points, a big beast, why, I still say that the young master is wrong?"

"you……"

The wild behemone is pneumatic, and it is not allowed to be shredded before.

However, they were seriously injured, except for indignation, they couldn't do anything.

"What do you want!"

The bloody smell in the dungeon is getting stronger, and Xuan Zun is finally awake under the stimulation of bloody smell.

All the beasts are seriously injured, and Xuan Zun's longest is still good. It lives for a long time.

Other flood beasts are different, then continue, they will die.

They are the last blood of the wilderness beast family, absolutely can't die in this woman.

Xuan Zun's old and a pary and beast, and he took a look at Junkko.

"It's very simple, saying that the fragment of other days, you can keep you with your classroom,"

"Otherwise ... you know what consequences will there be."

Junkko has a finger, and the fiber is soft and white, and a ink color flame is jumped.

The ink color flame is only the size of the lychee, but it is extremely blazing.

The cold cold in the air fades, quickly become like a magma, hot burning.

On the wet skin of the flood dam, the moisture was quickly evaporated, and the rapid campaign visible in the naked eye.

Even the space of breathing is burning.

The flood giant beast is naturally close to the water element, which is almost zero to the fire element.

The Junkko worships a small small ink color flame, and there is nothing a big action. They start breathing difficulties, and they are flourish.

Many floods can't stand this oppression, and the internal organs are like being burned, and they will spit several blood.

"You want to rebuild the sky, reproduce the glory of the gods, dream!"

Xuan Zun's old beast strongly kept the blood of the heart, and suddenly, I suddenly knew what the idea she was playing, and immediately called.

"Dream? Soon you will know, I am not dreaming. For example, this."

Junkuo is not angry, the fingertips are gently bounce, and the golden sacred blade broke out, suspended on the neck of the long and old.

The brown ice is incomparable, the iron is like, just on the neck of Xuan Zun, the sharp sword is pulled down the neck skin, and the blood is flowing.

"Xuan Zun is old!"

Xuan Zun's longevity has been in danger of being chopped by Junkko's sword, and the wilder behemoth is very worried about its situation.

In the edge of life and death, Xuan Zun's greater dissatisfaction, but start haha ​​laughed.

"Woman, this elderly tells you, the information you want to know, this is indeed known. You can't use spiritual to invade the constant confession of the old age, forced the head of the old man."

"This is the unique defense of the huge beast, whether you are your god, or you can't!"

"Hey, the head is now being a prisoner of your order, but you can take the old age, you don't dare to kill the old age."

Unless it is more likely to have a higher blood level.

But in the past, the Xuanwu Turtle is more than its higher-than-way, and it has been suppressed to the lower surface, so many years, it has already been consumed by the next continent.

Xuan Zun is old and hesky.