The Age of Gods Return: Start To Kiss the Rift Girl

In the tropical rainforest, Lin Que shuttled through it with the Hunting Blade Imperial Spirit Squad.

Lin Que checked the satellite bracelet.

A total of 100 spirit control teams participated in the competition, so far, there are still 82 teams left.

The one with the highest number of eliminations and points is a group called Nether.

There were eight Yuling regiments that were eliminated by them alone.

"It's interesting!"

There were stars in Lin Que's eyes all the time. If he robbed the Netherworld Imperial Spirit Group, wouldn't he be number one?

awesome!

suddenly!

Hey!

A long howl accompanied by an astonishing ghostly aura came overwhelmingly.

Lin Que quickly squeezed the brakes, stepped on his long legs, and stabilized the little pink motorcycle.

No way, long legs!

"Hurry up... get out of the way!"

"I can't stop!"

Xiang Gan's small pink motorcycle was out of control, and bumped towards Hou Feng and Murong Qingyue in front of him.

"Oh leak!"

Murong Qingyue and Hou Feng held their heads in their hands, their expressions flustered.

They wanted to escape, but it was too late.

boom!

The three of them collided, and the little pink motorcycle was smashed into pieces, and all the screws flew out.

"Hey, I'm fine!" Xiang Gan touched his body and found that nothing was wrong.

It seems that Fat Lord is also a master with an S-level body!

It's just the butt is soft, so caring!

When he looked down, his face changed in surprise, and he blurted out a beautiful Mandarin sentence.

"Fuck!"

"Whose baby is leaking air?"

Murong Qingyue and Hou Feng were crushed into a photo by Xiang Qian's huge body.

"Hurry up and save people!"

Lin Que took out an air gun from the space ring, stabbed it into the bullseye of Hou Feng's ass, and cheered wildly!

It was originally prepared for the little pink motorcycle, but Hou Feng used it first.

Next person!

Murong Qingyue and Lin Que are gentle, just poke nostrils!

Murong Qingyue's eyes burst into spiral lines.

For some reason, she felt an unspeakable taste in her nostrils.

Su Tang looked at Lin Que, who was still not upright at this time, and rubbed his eyebrows: "I said, don't you plan to look up at the sky?"

The four of them froze for a moment and looked up at the sky.

"Fuck!"

"D-class ghost, winged bone carving!"

sky.

A bone carving with a diameter of ten meters, covered only in white bones, and braving a powerful ghostly aura!

Looking at the breath, it is only half a step away from C-level.

The bird is so big that it can't be stewed in a pot!

Need to add two grills wow!

"Fatty Queen, let's retreat!"

After Lin Que finished speaking, he beckoned Hou Feng to get on his little pink motorcycle and fled towards the rear.

Su Tang also took Murong Qingyue away, leaving Xiang Gan alone.

Item Stem:? ? ?

Cold sweat broke out on his face, he looked back at the winged bone carving, and forced a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Have you eaten yet?"

Hey!

The winged bone carving screamed, and the bone wings beat out countless ghostly wind blades, killing Xianggan.

Seeing this, Xiang Gan turned his legs into hot wheels and chased towards Lin Que.

"Brother Lin, help!"

boom!

A wind blade exploded aside, and the aftermath of the explosion overturned the neck.

The winged bone carving flutters its wings and flies, its sharp claws grabbing its neck.

Xiang Gan was shocked and was about to resist.

"Second Soul Skill, Void Teleportation!"

"Walk!"

Lin Que suddenly appeared beside Xiang Gan, grabbed Xiang Gan by the back collar, and fled into the void!

The galloping bone sculpture flew into the air, hissed angrily, fixed its eyes on Lin Que's trace, and galloped away.

"Fatty, you should lose weight!"

Lin Que was driving a small pink motorcycle, Xiang Gan was sitting at the back, and Hou Feng was squeezed into a biscuit.

The little pink motorcycle tires are flattened.

Even if Lin Que hit the accelerator to the end, his speed was not as fast as the turtle beside him!

Pink Motorcycle: I bear weight that I shouldn't bear!

"Human beings... all deserve to die!"

A voice sounded like a child's, and the winged bone carving chased after him. With a spitting out of his mouth, countless wind blades slashed towards the little pink motorcycle.

"Jump!"

The three of Lin Que abandoned the car and fled without hesitation.

boom!

The little pink motorbike was hit by the wind blade and turned into a ball of fire, leaving no slag left.

"My little pink motorcycle!" Lin Que's ten fingers were bent, and his chest was throbbing with pain.

The five thousand yuan is gone again.

"Damn bastard, you and I are at odds!"

Lin Que took out the magic knife Thousand Blades, and moved towards the flying wing bone carving with a void shift.