God-Level Choice

Take out the bottle, mix the pool water to drink, then take a deep breath, and start collecting Xie Jing and the corpse. Xie Jing with yellow feet is better than her feet. It is estimated that this drop of Xie Jing can condense a drop of Red liquid.

It has been more than half an hour since the end of the day, and we continued on our way just short of Chu Feng's hour.

"After getting through the pulse, my perception sensitivity seems to have improved. Before the tomb was unearthed, I actually felt a slight vibration..." Thinking while walking, continue to concentrate on "June 17" and feel the surrounding

Right, in front of Chu Feng a few kilometers away. Buka, the Mamak brothers, and the people of Iwagami Prison fled with panicked expressions. Behind them, people are chasing them.

"Tiki, hurry up the fuck," Buka yelled anxiously. The speed of the crow is too slow, so it cannot escape the pursuit of the enemy.

"My speed is like this. If you don't walk separately, you still have a chance to escape." The crow said with a cold face.

"There are too many of them, we can't escape without them." There was deep fear in the eyes of the blue-blooded man, and the enemies behind them were getting closer and closer.

"Yao, let's fight with them and tell their fate. My physical fitness is also good." Mark shouted impatiently. "What nonsense, run. As far as we are concerned, as far as their numbers are concerned, what should we fight for?" Buka said loudly.

The dwarves and the two blue-blooded men were not slow, but they were rock-type gods, and speed was inherently a weakness, so the distance between the pursuers and him was getting closer and closer.

"Run! If we can go back alive, take good care of my brother. These excellent blood will be sent to you!" Running, the crow suddenly growled, raised his hand, and threw a bottle forward. Then he pulled out a two-meter-long sword, turned around and rushed back, shouting: "You bastards, Chisongzi killed you all today.

"Tiki, you're fucking crazy!" Buka yelled, turning around.

"Go, he'll buy us time." The horse grabbed the still-coming bottle, greeted him, and ran off as fast as he could.

Nearly half of the pursuers came from the Claw God Prison, and the leader was also the Claw God Prison. Seeing that the titi was retreating, he shouted: "I will deal with him, and the others will chase after him."

In the sound, he stepped forward, with a metal rod on his right upper arm. He touched the big knife in the crow's hand.

"Dang" sounded like a deafening roar, only the right hand felt numb, and the big knife swung upward...

The left hand of Claw God Prison suddenly appeared, like lightning. He inserted it into the space and squeezed the crow's face.

"Boy, with your strength, do you have any education? Who do you want to kill?" As he spoke, he suddenly exerted force, and stone chips flew across, and the crow's jaw was crushed by him.

"Ah!" The crow was in so much pain that he couldn't help screaming loudly, and wanted to chop it down with a knife.

But at this moment, Dahan of the Claw God Prison stretched out his hand again, easily grabbed Tiki's wrist, and said with a sneer, "You Chinese descendants have several joints in your arms, so you're not afraid of twisting them, right?"

After saying this, his hand holding the crow suddenly trembled, and then he turned his wrist. Kaba Kaba made a series of 4.3 sounds, the crow screamed again, the whole arm twisted behind it, and the big knife fell to the ground with a click.

"Your joints are not very flexible!" Dahan's smile gradually subsided, and he said coldly: "How dare you kill us in Balin? They want to steal our blood," the crow cried. Because the jaw was crushed, the voice Blurry no one can hear without translation..