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The phalanx is mysterious and powerful. It was the old demon leopard that, when the ancient battlefield opened wide, drove into the depths, and it was only after nine deaths.

Its fit with the phalanx is not high, but it also relies on the power of the phalanx to sweep all the opponents and become the king of this region.

Nowadays, without the phalanx, it is difficult for the enemy, so the phalanx is passed to the little demon. The little demon leopard did not let it down, and the fit with the phalanx was very high. Sooner or later, it could exert the true power of the bones and become another generation of kings. It is very likely to take it into the deepest battlefield of the ancient times.

But today, the bones are lost. This is not a question of fit, but the time when the little demon leopard merges with the bones is too short. If it is not, even if it is a single sleep, the bones will not automatically leave the body.

On this day, there are dozens of mountain peaks blasting, and the roar of the old demon leopard, like thousands of thunder and thunder, is shaking all day.

"Human, I want you all to die!" The old demon leopard was completely outstretched, and the humans in this area began to suffer.

The king was angry, the corpse was everywhere, and many ancient beasts were dispatched to start encircling humans.

The first to suffer, or the purple and the monk, for the culprit, the old magic leopard can not let go. And it has to kill himself and grab the phalanx.

"Father, I am going with you!" The little demon after awakening, bathed in the blue light, the injury is recovering under the naked eye.

"Well, you are sleeping this time, once again changing, the strength is a lot of progress, you go with me! Wait until you catch them, and then hand it over to you." The old devil leopard nodded.

"No, father, I want to kill them personally. These two despicable human beings are not strong, and my strength is so good that they can kill them!" The little demon is very stubborn.

"Well, it is my child, I have timidity!" For the performance of the little demon leopard, the old magic leopard is very satisfied.

The size of the devil leopard has been on the road, killing the machine, wherever he passed, other ancient beasts to avoid. The purple cicada and the monk, due to the rush of running, did not converge, the size of the demon leopard, chasing the breath chasing.

Among the nests of the spirited rats, it is still a purple monk and a monk, seriously speaking about taking away the stakes of the phalanx.

"This phalanx can't stay, this is a curse!" The squirrel's small eyes are very big and very excited: "The old devil does not want to pay attention to you, nor will it be bullied. But now you take the phalanx. It is equivalent to taking half of its life, even if it reaches the ends of the earth, it will kill you and grab back the phalanx!"

"This is a scourge, you must not stay on your body!"

"The problem is that the bones are already here." Zi Yan looked at the squirrels and said, "Did we send the phalanes now, and respectfully apologize for it, and we can avoid a death?"

The spirit of the squirrel mouse changed slightly and shook his head. "The possibility is very small. It can't wait to swallow you. You rushed forward, even if you voluntarily plead guilty, there is no life."

"This is not the case, anyway, it is all dead, it is not as good as I refining it!" Purple 宸 opening, immediately refining, which makes the expression of the monk and the spiriting mouse, is a change.

"Wait, I think about it again, this is a scourge, the source of all evil!"

After a moment of indulging, the singer sighed and said: "There are only two roads at the moment. One is that you throw away the phalanx, and then we immediately run away. But the phalanx may be taken away by other ancient beasts, but this is related to us. Not too big, but once we meet the old demon leopard, then we will die."

"What about the second road?"

"The second road..." The spirited mouse put on a pair of sly expressions and said: "That is to give me the phalanx, I will give it to the old demon leopard, and then take the time to resolve this grudge. Big deal is a death, anyway, the old devil leopard takes away the phalanx since then, will not find you trouble."

After saying this sentence, it’s awkward, touching, and the spirited mouse thinks that the other person will be very touched. Who knows, it only sees the more eccentric expression of Zi Yan, and then the other side looks at the monk.

"Look at what I am doing? It is the ambiguous idea of ​​this ruined thing and the black heart. It is not me." The monk blinked. Before that, his eyes were on the phalanx that was tightly held in the hands of the purple sable.

"What is black heart, I am not greedy this phalanx, just want to help you, who makes us friends."

"I found that you really have some similarities, just like a mold carved out." Zi Yan suddenly laughed.

"Fart, Zi Yan, don't insult, I will be like a dead mouse?"

"Hey, the adult is a defiant mouse, heaven and earth, unique, a generation of kings, not those mice?" The spiriting mouse also retorted.

"I mean that your character is very similar, it is so greedy, for the purpose of unscrupulous, alarmist." Zi Yan explained.

"Purple, you are insulting me, we are born and died together, we are still good brothers!"

"Human, this is for your sake, you don't know what people are good. I am purely self-sacrificing."

One person and one mouse are dissatisfied, one big eyes and one small eye.

"Capricorn, are they greedy enough?" Zi Yan turned to look at the konjac who was guarding the hole.

"Hey!" The konjac sneered, saying: "One is more greedy than a greed, and the mind is not right. One said that I was a giant python, to take me away, to go to hell. The other one, and the righteousness, with the phalane to leave, self-denial Hey, isn't it a mold, maybe they are still brothers?"

"I am jealous, purple, konjac, you don't want to smother blood, now it is a dead mouse who lie to you, but it is not me." The monk is angry, but the old bottom is revealed, it is difficult to cover up.

"You are deceiving too much. This is a jealousy to my soul. I just want to help you once." The spirited mouse is still sophistry, and the small eyes are full of grievances.

"Hey, little things, your heart has been eaten by the dog. I still want to harm us, and now I have a big sense of sorrow, the ghosts will not believe you!" The konjac red eyes are full of jokes.

"You look at you, your eyes are coming out quickly, and the saliva is falling off the ground." Zi Yan disdain and grin, and then just holding the right hand of the phalanx, is suddenly loose.

"Where, there is!" The squirrel rushed to touch his chin with his claws, and he was a guilty guilty person. As for the monk, it is an exclamation that is careful to catch the phalanx that the sable has released.

But unfortunately, the phalanx did not fall, but at the moment when the sable was released, it released the radiance again, and merged with the **** of the sable.

"Ah... you dare to grab my things?!" Seeing the purple scorpion is merging the phalanx, the eyes of the squirrels are instantly red, this is the real treasure, priceless. Immediately screamed, he rushed toward the purple.

In the air, it has opened a small mouth, revealing sharp fangs, ready to bite off the purple fingers.

"boom!"

A dark shadow suddenly appeared, hitting the mouth of the squirrel, and the latter was directly shot and flew out, making a scream. The mouthful of the teeth was almost destroyed.

"Little guy, if you don't want to die, give me a little more honest!" There was a sneer in the corner of the konjac, and the red light in his eyes was more powerful.

"It's cheaper for you. If you have a harvest next time, it should be mine. No, this time you should deduct you. You can only get 30% of these gains, not 20%." The monk was very dissatisfied, whispering, but Did not go forward to snatch.

The bones are integrated into the middle finger, and the whole **** of the purple enamel is shining, and the radiant light also carries a heart-warming atmosphere. This breath is extremely dangerous, and the monk and the spirited mouse can not help but retreat.

And now that one person and one mouse have been affirmed, the power of the little demon leopard has suddenly become stronger, and one strike can break the Dan soldiers, which is the phalanx.

"I'm looking forward to it, even Dan Bing can break it." The monk's eyes were full of anticipation, and he murmured again. "So he doesn't need Dan Bing, and the two Dan soldiers in the Ring of the Rings are mine."

The purple scorpion that fuses the phalanx, the painful color appears on the face. As the so-called ten-finger, he felt that the entire **** was directly shattered by a terrorist force, and then this giant force tried to repair it.

Repair and shatter, so repeated.

The cold sweat dripped from the forehead of the purple sable, this unimaginable pain, even far beyond the thunder of the sky. At this moment, the purple scorpion has immediately smashed the finger and completely solved the painful impulse.

"Oh, it’s very painful, then simply give up the fusion. Give up the integration, the pain will be reduced in an instant."

"Oh, no, the old devil is coming, we have to hurry!"

"...!"

Seeing a painful purple scorpion, the squirrels kept opening and trying to interfere with him.

"Shut up!" Then the konjac burst out, and I saw the inside of the cave. The black and white shadows flickered, and the sound of the cymbals spread throughout the cave, causing the tremor of the cave.

The soul-sucking mouse is around, the black light is lingering, and no movement can move. The small eyes are full of panic, letting the konjac stick with a stick.

After several dozens of sticks fell, the other party's eyes stunned ~www.ltnovel.com~ was actually stunned, straight down quite straight.

The pain on the face of the sable is not reduced, the phalanx is still repeated in the repair and shattering, and the radiance is more flaming. It's like having a foreign object, and it's hard to squeeze into your little bones.

And it is forced to squeeze in, regardless of any consequences.

Such pain, so that he has the urge to make a loud noise, but it was stopped by his hard life, a root blue tendon is like a small snake, it is very embarrassing.

"Amitabha, there is no Amitabha in the south..." The monk sees this, hands clasped together, chanting in the mouth, faint golden light in the body, like a sorghum, for the purple sputum to solve the world's pain.

"Oh!" I don't know how long it took, the scent of the heart in the cave disappeared, and the knuckles that radiated the radiance of light, slowly converge.

The fusion was finally completed, the pain of the purple scorpion disappeared, but the clothes on his body were wet by the cold sweat, and the whole person was very tired and collapsed.

At this time, the spirited mouse jumped from the bones on the ground, and the eyes were full of fear.