Chapter 1181: He must be deliberate

The people who besieged Zhouyang and Shijie, except for the ethnic groups of the Yuzu, are all kinds of wild species. Therefore, before the Baiduan Mountains, the rest of the people, in addition to scaring the loss of mobility, The rest are human races.
At this time, they heard Shi Lang’s slightly excited inquiry, and the body was subconsciously licking. Is the food in the sky not enough for you to eat?
The Baiduan Mountains are also a rare opportunity in the entire wilderness. Almost all of the strengths have sent the most outstanding disciples of their own family to the Baiduan Mountains.
There are countless children in the princes, and there are tens of thousands of wild species. Among them, there are many pure-blood creatures. It is conceivable that the number of older generations who have escorted so many geniuses into the Baiduan Mountains is absolutely amazing.
Although they do not have a detailed number, the rain and thigh rain that form the falling of the sky add up to thousands.
Now the boy who is stronger than the pure beast is still unsatisfied, and wants to wait for the stronger ones in the wilderness to come to revenge.
Whether it was the genius of the wilderness that was scared to be soft, or the leader of the major forces of the Terran, they did not doubt the true and false nature of the stone sarcasm.
The golden bowl that looks like a sun, the silver-blade blade that shoots out in the sky, like a sword, harvesting the grain, the old generation of the wilderness under the attack of the silver light blade, there is no resilience .
The older generation who sent the juvenile genius to the trials of the Baiduan Mountains not only had elders of all ethnic groups, but even some kings, so many powerful people were enough to attack an ancient country.
However, under the power of the golden bowl, whether it is an ordinary slave or a king in the wild, some special parts of the body seem to fall off automatically and fly into the golden bowl.
The power of the golden bowl is indeed amazing, but the young man who controls the golden bowl is even more shocking.
Is it a sage? Is it a god? Still higher.
Some of the strong people who have seen the shots are shaking their heads. The sages in their ethnic groups are not so powerful.
Those who may be able to crush a princely powerhouse, but they can not crush thousands of princely powers.

Is there a in front of me?

Everyone in the heart can't help but tremble. The sage is invincible in the wilderness. If the person in front is a god, then who can fight in the wilderness?
As for the higher realm, they are afraid to think about it.
A is enough to stun the power of any party in the wilderness, not to mention the golden bowl-like instrument, the power is even more alarming, and the horror from the depths of the soul.
Especially the wild species of the birds and beasts, the golden bowl left a nightmare shadow in their hearts.
The golden bowls are like the dishes that the gods eat. They are the ingredients of the gods, and the feeling that the special parts of the body suddenly fall off, they will never forget.
Although their wings and legs can still grow with energy, the fear that the golden bowl brings to them can no longer be eliminated.
The cowardice and fear of being a dish of Chinese food are deeply imprinted in the depths of their souls, and may continue to be passed down and imprinted in their blood.
"Linger, do you know that young man?"
In the sky, a huge palace is suspended, and it is magnificent and magnificent. Huo Linger is in the palace, staring at Zhou Yang and Shi Yan, and her voice is heard in her ear.
Huo Linger nodded subconsciously. She did not think that the strength of the bear child was so strong. Zhou Yang, who was with him, was even more terrifying.
It is natural and beautiful...
She, and nine lions, were at the exit and separated from Zhou Yang and Shi Jie.
Shijie cut all the seeds of the entire Baiduan Mountains and his hostile hunters, and even some of the wild and tyrannical wilderness were put into his black huge Qiankun bag by the sarcophagus.
"It seems that the wasteland is going to be chaotic."
The fire lord sighed with a slight sigh in the voice.
Although he is only an incarnation in this place, he can still feel that Zhou Yang’s performance is far beyond the Supreme, perhaps only the strongest in the spirit, the strength will be so detached.
A walking in the wilderness will bring earth-shaking changes to the entire wilderness. Everyone may have many peaks and ancient countries, and it will be destroyed.
"How do you... know their identity?"
An old man who shines in the light, standing in the tremble, if not the nine lions pulling him, he might be dragged by a friend to besiege Zhou Yang and Shi Jie.
The people who besieged Zhou Yang and Shi Jie were not all dismembered by the genius of their ethnic group, but because they knew that Zhou Yang and Shi Jie had packed the entire Baishou Mountains.
The huge opportunity in the Baiduan Mountains, the strongmen of the older generation, are also coveted, but they are unable to enter because of the rules of the small world.
Now a young man and a teenager who seem to be around twenty years old have looted all the treasures in the Bait Mountain Range. How can they not be moved?
The Baiduan Mountains are the land of saints and sages. Because of the ancient saints' rituals and the pure blood and souls, these are enough to make any prince mad.
"I·······"
The nine lions stopped talking, and he said no.
He wanted to accept the stone as a servant. As a result, Shi Jie slaps him in his hand. The strength gap is too great. The nine lions promised to be the younger brother of Shi Jie.
He definitely does not admit that Shi Jie used him as a mount.
"Good, ·······"
The old man of the nine-headed lion family, even surprised.
From the eyes of the nine lions, he saw the complex color. Obviously, the nine lions were also suppressed by the stone sarcophagus, and now they have come out intact.
Perhaps the nine lions were taken over by the two horrible big devils, what is there.
The Great Wilderness is a world of weak meat and strong food. The nine lions have their own arrogance. If ordinary people want to collect a group of them, they will inevitably be baptized.
However, if a powerful wants to accept them as mounts, they will not refuse.
Their ancestors used to be the mounts of the ancient saints, and the Megatrons, in front of the real strong, there is no arrogance, only strength.
Moreover, from the expression of the nine lions, it is not as simple as riding a mount. Otherwise, the two great devils will definitely ride out nine lions.
The old man of the nine-headed lion family would not be arrogant to think that the two great devils were the strongest of the nine lions, and they were merciless to the nine lions.
Among the many wild species that have just been harvested by the golden bowl, ~EbookFREE.me~ there are many forces that are much stronger than the nine lions. Among those forces, there are people who are sitting in the town.
"Let's go."
Zhou Yang shook his head and rejected Shi's proposal.
If you can run a few real immortals to retaliate against them, Zhou Yang does not mind waiting for the situation. In the current situation, at most a few of the sages peep around, and few dare to shoot.
Waiting here is a waste of time.
"Little fat man, younger brother, we will go to the Pengpeng Nest in the North Sea to inherit the heritage of Kun Peng. There are ten sorrows, do you go together?"
The black jewel-like eyes of Shijie suddenly burst into bright light and shouted loudly.
Zhou Yang, "······".
Fire Linger, nine-headed lion, etc., "······".
He must be deliberate!