"Such a strong force." Feng Yun took a breath, stood up tremblingly, and was about to see Emperor Mu when his face suddenly changed.
In front of them, the dissipated spiritual arrow, under the gathering of boundless spiritual power from the surrounding walls, transformed into an arrow body in the air.
"Fuck." Feng Yun touched the corner of his mouth, and his eyes instantly turned red.
This thing is actually...
But Emperor Mu and her obviously don't have the strength to take another move.[
"We have to finish playing today." Feng Yun muttered, but at the same time he flashed and ran in front of Emperor Mu.
With a wave of his fingertips, Xiaoshi's tough branches immediately spread out like a barrier, protecting Feng Yun and Mu Huang.
"Mumu, you must be my wife in the next life."
Facing the rapidly gathering spiritual arrows, Fengyun said something out of nowhere.
Emperor Mu leaned on the golden lion and was about to push himself up. When he heard this, even though the situation was so tense, his face darkened and he said angrily: "Don't even think about it."
"Just saying this to you, I will definitely look for you in my next life."
Just because of Mu Huang's straightforwardness, she was harmed like this by him in this life.
In the next life, he will be a woman and he will be a man. Let her take care of him, which will relieve the anger in her heart.
Emperor Mu's face suddenly turned livid with anger, and he slapped the golden lion next to him heavily with his palm.
And just under his shot.
The golden lion statue, which had been stained with his blood, suddenly began to emit light layer by layer.
The body that had been standing still began to fluctuate slowly.
Emperor Mu was the first to discover it and was immediately shocked.
Could it be that this golden lion is really alive as Feng Yun said?
The blood color fluctuated, and the blood sprayed out by Emperor Mu quickly rose into the air, began to condense towards the golden lion statue, and quickly penetrated into its body.
This vision immediately caught Feng Yun's attention.
The blood ripples and enters the statue of the golden lion.
That fur, that body, that pulse, that momentum...
It seems to be circulating rapidly and resurrecting rapidly.[
"Is this... really alive?" Feng Yun really didn't know what expression to use to express what he was thinking.