I Just Want to Play the Game Quietly

The tyrant is violent and unparalleled, fierce and constantly attacking. The absolute power has a time limit. It has been used for nearly ten minutes before, and it is now turned on again. The remaining time is about twenty minutes. You must divide within these twenty minutes. Win or lose.

An Sheng did not attack the monk's clothing skeleton with the tyrant Beamon. He had been watching and seemed to be watching and looking for opportunities.

Zhou Wen fought against the golden-winged bird. The dragon wings trembled behind them, and the two halberds of the war siege sieged from side to side.

But the speed of the gold-winged bird was too fast. Zhou Wen's vision couldn't keep up with its movements. Before he could see clearly what happened, he heard a click, and a golden war halberd had been caught by its claws. Stay, under the claws force, the golden war halberd broke off several segments at once.

Zhou Wen didn't have time for the death of the Golden War God Halberd, and he used the speed of the flying celestial celestial celestial body to the utmost, and hurried away towards the distance.

If the tyrant Beamon is an absolute power, then such a gold-winged bird is an absolute speed. Before Zhou Wen flew out, it had caught up.

Zhou Wen didn't want to think, the pupil in his eyes condensed a strange brilliance, so that one of Zhou Wen's eyes became a mirror, looking at the gold-winged bird.

The golden-winged bird seemed to be aware of the danger, and the mysterious ancient secret text on the wings flickered, so it disappeared in Zhou Wen's sight.

Huh!

Zhou Wen only felt that his back was hit hard, his body hit the ground like a meteor, and a large palace made of gold hit a large hole.

The golden-winged bird was even more fierce. With a flash of its body, it seized another golden war halberd flying in the air and cut it into several segments in an instant.

Zhou Wen got up from the ground, only feeling the pain in his body, but he didn't suffer too much injuries, and the stand-in amulet he had put next to him had shattered into ashes.

"Fortunately, I brought an amulet to save my life. I knew it would be better to draw a few more." Zhou Wen was secretly shocked. If he did not save his life, even if he did not die, the six-winged guardian dragon was already dead.

It's a pity that substitutes are too difficult to draw. It depends on the success or failure. Zhou Wen drew so many pictures, and this is the one that the blessed soul succeeded.

Later, he drew a lot of pictures, but none of them succeeded, and Zhou Wen was a little impatient to draw again.

After the gold-winged bird had intercepted the golden war halberd, a pair of **** and sober eyes stared into the hole in the palace. The wings vibrated again, and the figure disappeared instantly.

"Go to your sister." Zhou Wen throbbed, Goosebumps were up, knowing that the danger was approaching, and now dare not have half a second hesitation, summoned the candle dragon young son.

The large body of the candle dragon young child appeared, directly exploding the palace, staring up at the sky.

Zhou Wen stood on top of his head, looked around with the ability of listening to earrings, and found that the gold-winged bird had flew into the sky, apparently because of the appearance of the candle dragon.

But it was only in a flash of time that the golden-winged bird made a fierce attack again. The wings flew, and the light flow disappeared, and its movement trajectory could not be seen at all.

"Candle Dragon!" Zhou Wen called out.

In fact, without the command of Zhou Wen, the candle dragon had already moved, and saw that its scales converged like eyelids, and rows of candle dragon eyes appeared on the whole body, which was its king change.

Countless eyes of the candle dragon use the hole view at the same time, like countless mirrors open at the same time.

Suddenly, Zhou Wen felt something strange, and looked around, and saw behind the candle dragon that the golden-winged bird showed a figure, the whole body of gold flickered like a thunder, his wings fluttered, and his face was full of horror. It seems to be competing with some invisible terrorist force.

But just after struggling twice, his figure suddenly disappeared.

Zhou Wen saw gold-winged birds appearing in some of the eyes behind the candle dragon, struggling and tumbling in it, and disappeared after a while.

The vision of Candle Hole converged and exited the state of King Transformation. Candle Dragon's younger body collapsed, its strength was greatly reduced, and its combat power plummeted. It is probably only the level of the six-winged guardian dragon.

Zhou Wen hurriedly took back the candle dragon youngster, and must not let it take risks. This is Zhou Wen's most powerful killer.

"It's a big loss." Zhou Wen felt a little distressed.

I wanted to try it out. Can I find a chance to kill the gold-winged bird, but ended up losing a substitute and two golden war halberds.

Although the candlestick vision is powerful, after killing the opponent, nothing will be left. This is too fatal. Less than a last resort, Zhou Wen is unwilling to use this skill.

On the other side, the tyrant Beamon continuously bombarded the monk's clothing skeleton, the powerful force defeated the monk's clothing skeleton one by one, and the bones were cracked.

However, the golden light on it burned like flames, but made its body seem to be immortal, and it would recover immediately after being injured. Although the tyrant Beamon had the upper hand, he could not kill it.

"The time limit for absolute power is approaching, right?" Zhou Wen calculated the time, and there were about ten minutes left, but depending on the current situation, the tyrant might be able to kill the undead monk's skull in ten minutes ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ suddenly An Sheng, who had been watching, pressed his palm on the ground and disappeared like a ghost.

At this time, the tyrant beat a few steps back from the monk's clothing with a punch, and his figure was stingy.

An Sheng weirdly drilled out from the ground behind the Skull of the Monk's Clothing and jumped up. His fingers were like the tail needle of a poisonous scorpion, and he pointed on the back of the Skull of the Monk's clothing.

A mysterious character was printed on the back of the monk's skull, and Zhou Wen recognized it as a shock word, which seemed to be one of the powers of a love letter.

Huh!

The crystals in the eyes of the monk's skull were shocked by the finger of Ansheng, and shot out and landed on the ground.

The golden flame on the Skull of the Monk's Clothing disappeared instantly, and the attack of the tyrant Beamon had followed up.

Click!

Without the blessing of the crystal, the hand bones of the Monk's Skull were directly smashed by the tyrant Beamon, and his body receded.

The violent tyrant, Beamon, punched punch after punch, cruelly bombarded the Skull of the Monk's Clothing, but after a few punches, he smashed the bones of the Sang Yi's Skeleton.

The monk's clothing skull was slammed to the ground. The tyrant Bimen pressed a paw against its breastbone, and a paw slammed into its skull. After a few punches, the skull of the monk's clothing skull was broken.

The violent tyrant, Beamon, lifted up the broken body of the monk's clothing with one hand, put it in his mouth, chewed a few mouthfuls, and swallowed it.

"Brother ... you first see if there are any accompanying eggs left ..." Zhou Wen was a little speechless. These are all pets. If you kill them, swallow them and leave nothing.

But I swallowed it all, and I couldn't vomit, Zhou Wen could only run quickly and pick up the crystal that An Sheng shook from the eyes of the monk's skull.

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