MTL - Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder’s Record of Counterattacks-v3 Chapter 4387 Doom 3

Alas ,!

Void is not dangerous and dangerous, but it is not very dangerous. After all, each race stays in its own place, and has been lazy to move places for thousands of years, let alone fight.

He didn't know which two races were fighting, Dong Lan didn't go to persuade the fight for the first time but wanted to watch the lively, the void was too boring.

Tong Donglan quickly went to the shore and went to a familiar place according to the movement.

Tong Donglan: ...

Why is it here, the house is gone, how do you cook?

I watched the people who were fighting, and the squalling wind around them, such a fighting outsider could not be inserted at all. Once they entered, they directly interrupted the rhythm of the two, and the persuaders also suffered.

It's a little strange to see the people seeing myself.

The ground was rumbling, and the movement was very large. They worried about the gods who were snoring and sleeping. They looked in the direction of the fight and made a decision to sleep a little farther away.

It's really noisy here.

Wu Ningshu didn't call them, so she didn't go up, but troubled her instead.

In the martial arts martial arts, the sea was surging and surging, but Haili didn't have a life, and the small world deep in the sea floor was not impressed.

Su Ningshu was in the middle of the pressure, and her sticky killing and strength made her whole pores swell out of blood and spread into a **** person.

Her eyes were burning, extremely translucent, and extremely exciting. All the smell of iron in her mouth was torn, the veins were torn, and the violent force of the **** was inside, which made her irritable.

I vent, let it go.

Sui Ningshu widened and closed, regardless of the moves and skills, there was a surging force pouring out from the hands, only need to aim at one target, only one target, kill the person in front of him.

Uncle Wu is like a **** of killing. The evil spirit and killing intentions of the whole body are condensed into substance, and it is daunting, even the murderous and **** of An He cannot be compared.

His eyes were cold and indifferent. The fluttering eyes seemed not to kill a person, but an ant.

The dark lines covered his pale face, the devil who crawled out of the depths of hell, the **** of extinction, without mercy and affection.

He has no emotions, no fear, no mercy, and no anger about the person in front of him.

In front of me was an insignificant ant, proud and mad.

Su Ningshu raised his hand, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, extended his tongue and licked his lips. The blood stained his tongue scarlet, like a devil drinking blood.

Both men have a strong intention to kill, the purpose is to kill each other, and never swear by not achieving the goal.

Wu Ningshu's heart has never been so happy, even if she was killed, she was willing to die at this moment, and she was so shivering that her hairs stood up.

I finally had such a day, and finally, this day really waited too long, and finally it was going to be split, completely split.

Only when she is completely separated, is she a real self.

She roared, and Yiwu turned back to kill Uncle Chao. The cohesive force was powerful and dangerous, with endless killing intention.

的 The fighting between the two men did not slow down over time, but became more intense and more dangerous. Both sides did not leave a hand, both were fierce. This kind of battle looked shocking to onlookers.

Lu'an He took his team back several times, and the scope of the battle became larger and larger. In order not to be affected, they had already retreated far.

The 神 石 族 can't sleep anymore.

Lao Shan looked at that direction with anxiety. All the gods of the tribe were sitting side by side, didn't sleep, and stretched their necks to look over there.

I don't know what the situation is, I want to check it out, but I'm afraid I can't go.

At least the mountains have not seen this level of fighting, and it is better to sleep with this energy.

Ran affected a wide range, and the races close to the area were shocked, looking over there in wonder.

What is this for?

A lot of races are moving here and want to inquire about the situation.

Zhao An and Numb faced each other, and back and forth, they were next to them and could do nothing.

Awkward and humble, this is weak!

Tong Donglan grew his mouth. What kind of natural enemy battle is this?

The puppet race has natural enemies, even if they win the dragon family, they have natural enemies. The battle between natural enemies is related to life, and the loser has to pay the price of life.

There is a restraint relationship between the natural enemies, but it is really rare to do so.

It looks like this battle will not end in one and a half.

Wu Donglan certainly hopes that Ning Shu will win. If something goes wrong, there will be no more delicious food.

Though things weren't what she did.

But Dong Lan couldn't get in, Dong Lan was very anxious, and wanted to eat a little when she was anxious. Dong Lan took out a gray eyeball and stuffed it into her mouth. She clicked and bite. Fills the mouth.

The waves of space are like drops of water falling into the sea, and the waves of layers are rippling far away, spreading far and far like sound.

的 The person sitting on the station car, wearing a black suit, a five-claw golden dragon embroidered with golden silk threads, stepped on the clouds, his eyes were full of life, and the dragon's beard was swinging.

He snorted and looked in one direction with his head tilted, his fingers nodded to the handle, and for the last meal, "turned."

The banner hunting of the team turned in a direction, and the team was neat and tidy, with sharp edges and corners.

When the monarch and the little demon arrived, the scene was out of control, the place where Yu Bo's influence had perished, and everything would be destroyed.

I am too scary, even if they want to stop.

There is only one dead, not dead.

Jun Fujun asked, "How long have you been playing?"

Wu Anhe was expressionless; "I don't know how long, anyway."

They retreated a long way, they could only see some afterimages of the battle, and they were dazzled. They didn't even dare to let them touch, and they would be shaken directly to the soul when they touched.

"An idea is to stop it," Zhao Anhe said to the government.

Junfu Jun: "Are you worried about uncle?"

Zhao Anhe didn't speak. At this time, he didn't know who to worry about. Is he a weak chicken qualified to worry about others?

Lu Anhe: "Uncle can't die now." The implication is that he is worried that his uncle will die here.

The little devil glanced at Anhe, and the tail behind him flickered. This was a sign that when his subordinates were skeptical of the uncle's strength.

Uncle Xun really started to be cowardly.

The little demons raised their heads to look at the afterimage of the battle. They were extremely fast. Only the afterimage could not capture their position at all.

This power is really powerful.

The little devil grinned and revealed two little tiger teeth. "Who can stop them?"