Lao Wang has always hated this Western fantasy style of praying for the ultimate high and low penis of the upper penis. Westerners obviously have so many outstanding works and ideas. By the way, the bitter documents we were studying before are good. Cthulhu are not doing anything, is it difficult to write entries or is it difficult to bear to sacrifice one's life, or is it just because of poverty?

Besides...

Is your lizard-bellied dragon really good-looking?

Lao Wang was thinking about this, and a sticky black tentacle suddenly hangs above his head, about the thickness of a water tank, and is densely covered with dozens of rings of teeth inside and outside. At the center of the ring-shaped tooth sequence is a turbid, scattered eyeball.

"Dog said, I just said that you should give me tentacles, right? It's narrow, rotten wood cannot be carved!"

“???”

The other party was simply inexplicable. What the hell are you talking to yourself? You just now didn’t even put a single word in it except for the fart!

No matter how much you curse, you have to make others happy even if you feel good. This is Lao Wang’s moral integrity as a professional. When the tentacles hang down, Lao Wang’s united body was subtly deviated, and he just avoided it with a slight difference. He swung a hammer on his backhand.

"Pok~"

When Lao Wang heard this, he felt bad. Sure enough, the seemingly tough and ferocious tentacles were light and light, and they were easily torn apart like tearing a paper lantern. The dense teeth of millions of rings suddenly became free. As the inside of them was like liquid or fog, they covered the entire airspace, and countless sharp teeth and rolling eyes rolled in the sticky juice. The scene was really a bit greasy.

The intention of Lao Wang brewing in the page hammer instantly dissipated, no longer any idea of ​​hitting the pile of pasta on his head.

However, this tentacle was like a missed water pipe, and it could not be closed. The entire huge body of the tentacle monster with a size of hundreds of square meters was shrinking sharply with the pouring of juice and sharp teeth, and in the blink of an eye, only a thin layer of skin was left.

"Damn it bad luck..."

The ring-shaped sharp teeth rotated and jumped like a shield machine in the mucus mist, blinking, wind and raining, fortunately, Lao Wang, who was thick-skinned and thick, didn't care. When he went to wash his feet, the technician chased and beat him hard at the kidney reflex area, he was more powerful than this. He swung the hammer and thought about turning the annoying golden lizard man into a lizard enema.

A light blue sword light swung over Lao Wang's chest to the hideous dragon robe under his ribs, and then Lao Wang realized that something had been driven away by himself just now.

"What's the matter?"

There was another dull sound of landing. A thin guy with a black scarf masked Asian face rubbed against the ring and rolled out hundreds of meters away. When he got up in a panic, he realized that his RB knife had been completely curled.

The eyes were facing each other, and it was a little awkward, and Lao Wang's expression gradually covered the firepower.

"Damn the Japanese, it turns out that there are no five people but six people!"

"Eat your ancestors' sword!"

"die!"

The rolling knife intention cut the surface of the arena, but unfortunately this thing is not a physical body without some earth, rocks and debris to help him. The half-moon sword energy is magnificent and dazzling, and it fills hundreds of meters in a radius as soon as it appears. When it was about to swallow the Japanese, a slim and agile figure suddenly flashed in front of the Japanese, pointing lightly on the blade of the sword energy.

Boom ~

Lao Wang was instantly swallowed by the torrent of knife intent that suddenly surged from his feet, and his ferocious dragon robe was shattered, and his body was blood splattered in the air, like a weak bird in the center of a volcanic eruption, and a bird's feather on the ground.

This is probably the first time in his life that Lao Wang has personally experienced the power of the sword-dragging technique. He is not a crazy person like Li Cang. He will not taste the saltiness of Aesolye's burning for no reason. He is too perverted.

"Hiss!" Old Wang, who was grinning, had a bloody grin on his face, "That's right! Little nymph, be good, are you married?"

Countless rusty chains suddenly appeared on the surface of the page hammer, and the inscriptions of the Fel Fire lit up one by one, piercing the chests of several people on the ring, as if the masked man who was savagely bumped by the Tyrannosaurus Rex was the most fragile. He knelt on the ground with a thud, his blood vessels thrust out of his body, and almost bleeding from the corners of his eyes.

The abnormal sound of the chains made a sharp sound. The girl who saved the masked man's face changed drastically and she threw herself to the side. In the tragic voice, the masked man behind her who could not make any effective reactions were directly painted all over the floor.

"Are you so shy?"

On the way back to pick up the page hammer, the golden lizard man bit it on his back, causing another mecha warrior with a full body to pick up the page hammer first, and then...

There is nothing else.

As the source of painful peeling, the equivalent and level of pain are enough to destroy the soul. Even the physical isolation of the mecha warrior is useless. The moment the page hammer was picked up, a series of blazing electric sparks suddenly burst out of the mecha warrior's body, and the crimson red and sticky components seeped out from the gaps of the alloy structure like a can, which seemed not just pure blood.

"Idiot!" The peach returned to Lao Wang's hand, and took the big golden lizard with a hammer, "What are you doing when you look so ugly and so close to me? Do you think I like rolling in the cesspool like that pickled guy?"

Four and a half of the eight canine teeth of the lizard man were swung away, his chin was sunken and his face was tilted. However, before he was picked up, his sharp teeth and claws also left dozens of deep bone- visible wounds on Lao Wang's body, especially the last claw, five finger claws almost penetrated Lao Wang's chest and abdomen.

Lao Wang, who was about to get more and more eager, suddenly felt the strong wind rushing to the face. Two stone giants, which were at least 10 or 20 meters high, smashed into the air. Although they did not hit Lao Wang himself accurately, the surging waves forced his four or five hundred kilograms of body to fly out.

Lao Wang rolled out far away on the ground in a mess, showing an indescribable expression to the two stone giants burning with golden flames.

emmm..

The Lone King's housekeeping skills were actually the same as the other person's lackey TMD. It was simply outrageous. Unfortunately, he glanced at the little girl's skin. He was afraid that this survivor would not be able to keep.

Two seemingly bulky stone giants landed on the ground in a half-kneeling posture. The golden light in their eyes was dazzling, and their big mouths cracked to the limit. The fierce flames swept through half the arena like a torrent of red metal particles with clear edges and edges of eggs. Lao Wang was the first to be affected.

Crackling.
Chapter completed!