Luo Xing'er was a little surprised when she saw their heroic posture.
Although these people just now looked a bit frivolous and playboy, they looked as flirty as noble children, and they didn't even have any skills to survive in the wild.
But at the critical moment, there is a real love and righteousness. I will not be able to stand by death and will not be able to stop the warcraft from being killed. I will not be able to stop the monster and run away by myself. The name is to ask for support, but it is actually a
Leaving.
Although his strength is not very good, his character is pretty good.
Suddenly, several spiritualists were joined to rescue, and the monster suddenly roared and emitted more powerful spiritual pressure. His eyes were wide open and angry, he waved his claws, and launched an attack more fiercely.
Two of these monsters are fire beasts, one is wind beast, and the most powerful fanged tiger is a water-based monster.
The fanged tiger has a high level and seems to be more humane and cunning than the others.
It did not rush forward to fight against the spiritist, but instead let the three monsters draw the attention of the spiritists and charge hard, but it looked for an opportunity to attack.
Seeing that all the spiritualists were trapped so hard that they could not escape and could not retreat from the battle circle.
The fanged tiger-like copper bell-like eyes began to flash with bloodthirsty light. It opened its mouth slightly, revealing a row of teeth as sharp as ice swords, and the chill emanated from it like a flow of coldness.
Its muscles are tensed all over its body. With a roar, the spiritual pressure suddenly rises, and the air around it suddenly feels like a frozen icy and skinny feeling.
"Roar..." The fanged tiger suddenly accumulated strength and jumped up, and its huge body turned into a terrifying black shadow, covering the heads of the spiritualists below.
"Brothers, run away quickly." The young men looked up at the formation and were shocked.
This monster occupied this extremely powerful position. Once it attacked on it, it would be like it would have no power to fight back.
Although they were frightened and wanted to withdraw from the battle circle, the bad thing was that the other three monsters did not let them go at all and pestered them. They could not find a chance to escape.
These four cunning monsters were calculated and attacked on both sides, and they were about to kill them.
Are they really going to die here today? They don’t want to die yet, they don’t want to die.
More than a dozen young people gritted their teeth and fought to the death. They would never give up until the last moment.
But there was a sharp sound of wind coming from the sky. When I looked up, the fighting spiritists were stiff.
The damn ice-type fanged tiger actually sprayed a series of ice needles from its mouth, stretching like raindrops, shooting down like a huge rain curtain, countless ice needles were blown around them with a bone-permeating chill.
Falling across the board.
If the fanged tiger emitted a series of large ice swords, perhaps they still had the ability to resist, but when faced with so many fine hairs, many ice needles that were filled with rain and omnipresent.
It is impossible to stop it with only a hundred hands, and there are too many.
The spiritists all felt a huge sense of despair. While they were angry and resisted the three monsters, they could only wait for the raindrop-like ice needles to pierce into their bodies unwillingly and fearfully.
"Brothers, die if you die, but we can't die so cowardly, kill them." They also became furious and simply ignored the attack from the sky.
He tried his best to pounce on the three monsters. Anyway, he was about to die, even if he died, he would have to burn his body and stabbed these monsters hard.