The magic battlefield.

"Faster."

Lin Que urged.

"Don't urge it, this is the fastest speed." Ye Niansheng said.

He has urged the speed to the extreme.

In the past, after breaking through the 70th level, after having the ability to fly, the royal sword flight was ten kilometers, and I never felt tired and far away. How can I be so difficult to this time?

"It's too slow, let me help you!"

Lin Que said that when he took out the happy life, he had to do it.

"If you dare to let me drink that strange thing, I will definitely throw you down, and I say what to do." Ye Nang turned out to be happy in life, and his emoticons changed.

"You want, I don't give you yet." Lin Que turned his eyes.

"Guru!"

In the next second, under the horrified gaze of Ye Na, Lin Que took his head up to blow the bottle with a happy water in the bottle, and drank it directly.

Immediately afterwards, another bottle was blowing a bottle after a bottle.

"You really have to do your hands!"

Ye Ni found a scene in front of him, and the whole person was shocked.

Life is happy to drink. The healing function is nothing to say. The side effects are also unable to stop. A fart can collapse.

In this guy, there were almost a dozen bottles in one breath, and the ruthless emperor.

At this time, Lin Que can not care so much.

He felt the battle fluctuations in front of him, anxious in his heart, where is the matter of farting.

This is not the case. He opened the system space and took it out of the glass tank equipped with high jackfruit fruit, and began to eat jujube.

Ye Nuo looked at this fragrance, and people were dumbfounded.

"Bad ~."

Lin Que hit a full hiccup, and there was a charming aroma in the air.

"I feel internal."

The next second.

"puff!"

I saw a large stock of a strong shit behind Lin Que's feces rising, pushing his whole person to the sky, and Fu Shao went straight to 90,000 miles.

"Damn."

Ye Nuo found the shit yellow gases that spread, his face was dramatic, his sword air was vertically and horizontal, and the space was cut, and he quickly escaped from this place.

Nima, this taste cannot be smelled, whoever smells!

It's terrible.

In the sky, Lin Que erupted the yellow gases of shit, flying towards the resurrected place at a speed of 1000 / km per second.

"Lady, I'm here."

The resurrection place.

Several people in Zelas looked at Maitreya, who had disappeared, and frowned.

"Mr. Du, do you want to start war?"

"What are you talking about, why don't I understand the old man?" Mr. Du ignited the dry smoke and swallowed a large mouthful of smoke.

"My apprentices have their own thoughts one by one. They all represent personal behavior, which has nothing to do with the old man, and it is nothing to do with Daxia."

"Why, do you want to deduct me a high hat?"

After hearing the words, Zelas's face was froze, and he hurriedly changed his mouth and said, "Since it is a personal behavior, then I am not polite to wait."

"ridiculous."

Qin Qing stood out and looked at Zelas coldly: "Are your current behavior polite?"

"What do you mean?"

The holy light shining on Zelas, the eyes filled with golden light stared at Qin Qing, and said coldly, "Little girl, you'd better pay attention to your words."

"Shooting you, easy to do with your palm."

The little girl in the mid -level of the Supreme Class dares to clamorize with him?

Who gives the courage?

Mr. Du?

Haha, although they are respecting Mr. him, in the back, Mr. Du is a mortal who has not been cultivated.

It's just that it is not enough to tear the face completely.

"Taking my sister, then I cut your dog head first."

Brother A Bei, holding the big knife around his waist, walked out, a flowing and green long hair, and the wind blowing the windlessly drifting.

"The Confucian Peak?"

Seeing Abei, a few half -saint frowned.

Obviously not to enter the half saint, but the breath exuded on their bodies made them throbbing in their hearts. The strong sense of crisis rose to their hearts, very disturbing.

"Be careful, this guy is not simple."

Xiang Guang looked at Abei, Shen Sheng said.

"I heard something about the riots, even if it was Maitreya, I didn't find much benefits in this guy."

Hearing the words, several people's faces were full of vigilance.

"Good show, the opening."

Xuanming Ghosts on the side, seeing Abei, holding his chest with both hands with a full -fledged posture.

If this group of ignorant humans treat this person as an ordinary general level, it will pay a painful price.

The strength of the supreme level has the strength of first -class levels and semi -saint.

evildoer!

"It's just the Supreme Level."

The disdain of the old man's face, the blood on his body rolled, turned into countless blood beads, strangled from A Bei from different positions.

"The crying blood beads of the bloody old man have to eat some bitterness even if you are an ordinary half -saint. This little boy, it's over." Brook said.

Just when they were high, I was about to watch Abei jokes to be killed by the crying blood beads.

"!"

Only a crispy knife sound came out, and the green knife flashed in the court.

The weeping blood beads that were originally wrapped in powerful and powerful, was strangled into countless fragments by the knife in the air, falling to the ground.

"What!"

The blood -shaped old man was easily resolved when he saw his attack, and his face was shocked.

"Just such an attack can not be worthy of your breath." Abei held a knife with one hand, above the black mask, a pair of deep eyes that were deep with green light, full of domineering.

"Well, it is worthy of being a master, handsome." Bai Xiaohao patted him aside.

Hong Ye silently stood aside, and suddenly felt something, raised his head suddenly, his cold face smiled.
Chapter completed!