Super Dragon Cultivation System

The death of the purple shirt hit them very hard, the rabbit, the dead fox, and the sadness hurt it, and the heart was sad.

If we go back fifty years, a few people will already have red eyes, and desperately ignore the past of life and death.

But now I'm old, I'm terrified of death, and I don't have the urge to blood.

In the second round of confrontation, I clearly felt the pressure. Just now they didn't try their best.

Who counts who this is?

I feel that my head is not enough, and the three emperors ((xiong) xiong) are extremely depressed.

Wen Jing had the weakest combat strength, and was worth the draw with the two-meter-tall man.

The three-meter-long axe of the big man was an imperial weapon, and it didn't hurt to collide with Wen Jing's dragon tail.

The old man in black was defeated by Heibao.

The small-eyed man is not low-minded.

The outcome is clear at a glance.

"You're too slow to play, it's getting dark, don't you have dinner?"

"Heibao, let me help you!"

Zhang Xing shouted with two voices and ran to the battlefield in the air.

Hearing the shout, the Demon Emperor in black shivered, this was terrible!

He is not much better than the magic of the purple shirt. He is not as good as the black dragon. Plus the kid, he also hits (spi).

But he couldn't run but the black dragon, his heart suddenly panicked and he was hit by Heibao's claws. If it wasn't protected by the imperial guards, his life would be killed.

In the panic, his eyes were not far away, and the corner of his mouth was drawn, and the boy was gone. He must have used space magic.

Can't stay in place, I flash!

"Magic flashes!"

I applied a moving magic to myself, and began to run tiredly. The speed became faster, and once I lifted my foot, it disappeared from the place. When it appeared again, it was already five or six meters away.

But I ca n’t always run like this, tired!

Just as he was tired, sticking his tongue out like a wolf dog, and clenching his teeth, he suddenly heard a scream.

"what……"

A little in my heart was the voice of the axe.

Looking up, my heart suddenly became half cold.

hateful! hateful! Damn it!

Cursed three times in a row, hate the sky, the **** kid attacked Axe King and cut one arm, which is equivalent to half-waste!

"Zhang Xinger, I want to kill you!"

With one hand waving a giant axe, pain and hatred, the axe emperor was going crazy.

Zheng Zhenghe, who was fighting Wen Jing on the ground, apparently felt that the female dragon's fighting power was weak, and he was about to catch it with a rush, and a palm suddenly appeared in the air and cut to his arm.

Yinglong's claw grabbed his head, and it was too late to try to avoid it.

A warrior of the rank and rank of an emperor, fights hard and fights hard. He has never played a (yin yin) scheme. Now he is crippled by a sneak attack. The anger in (xiong) xiong has not killed himself quickly Already.

"Tongtong!"

Excessive force, the center of gravity was unstable, and he knelt on the ground all at once, and lost the image of Zhang Xing (body sh n) in front of his eyes.

I haven't waited for the response, I just feel like my back was hit by a meteor.

"boom!"

He flew out and broke a tree.

The quiet dragon shook his tail and hit the axe's back firmly.

The grey-faced one just got up from the grass, and the quiet end swept over again.

Hurry to block with an axe.

"Oh!"

A stingy approach, (the body sh n) shook his body, kicked back and forth four or five meters away, his footwork had not stood still, and a fist appeared in the corner of his eyes.

"Oh!"

Another muffled sound!

Uh……

There was a deformation on the face, and all kinds of sweetness and bitterness flowed from the eyes, the nostrils, and the mouth.

"Where the **** are you ..."

Axe Emperor's painful hands covered his crotch.

Scolded angrily in my heart, and then straight (Tingting) (Tingting) crooked to the ground, spit white foam, and shivered (body sh n) twitched, seeing that it was impossible.