Chapter 1103: 螳螂 螳螂, the oriole is behind

"I thought you wouldn't let go, then look at it, who is jealous, who is the oriole."
The three nursery girls stared at Qin Nan's eyes and said, and then they flew away.
Qin Nan glanced at their backs and turned their heads toward the depths of the mountains. He moved to the left and could see that there was a strong breath in the mountains, and he was crouching and ready to go. .
The real powerhouse has not yet shot.
"I really look forward to it, what will be the last moment?"
Qin Nan whispered himself, and he would cut off the knife and lie next to him, sitting cross-legged and looking at the ‘comrade’ in the sky.
When he made such a move, he was not incapable of killing a road. It was just that the battle for the emperor had just begun. If it was at the first level, it would be very expensive and hurt a lot. It would be worth the loss.
Of course, Qin Nangang did not throw a dragon-shaped gold lock at the beginning. It was because the time was too long, and there would be many changes. If people took away the dragon-shaped lock, would he miss the opportunity?
Time passes by.
Among the sky, there are more and more monks participating in the war.
Whenever someone uses his means to obtain a golden lock and wants to escape, he is either besieged in all directions, or some hidden monks in the mountains can no longer sit still and interrupt.
Finally, until five hours away from the five hours, from the mountain range, a man with a long shawl suddenly burst into the sky, bursting out the martial arts of Wu Zufeng.
"Long soul swearing!"
The man shouted, and the suspended five-day martial arts soul behind him turned into a black 'color' long rope, flew toward the sky, passed through many monks, and the dragon The gold lock, directly wrapped, pulled back and pulled it to the front.
"not good!"
Those monks, the face 'color' has changed.
"Goodbye!"
The man ‘show’ had a bright smile, and an emperor in his hand quickly burned, and the force of the emptiness of one strand quickly wrapped his figure.
In the scene just now, he has already deduced many times himself, so he is very skilled and has no pauses.
"Is this thing so good?"
A thunderous sound exploded.
I saw only a huge figure, standing up from the mountains, a large hand sprayed countless runes, shrouded the man's body, so that the man was in a stiff body, and the emperor in his hand stopped. Burned.
"It is the 79th-ranked Sans of the Emperor!"
"He finally couldn't help but shoot!"
The more than fifty monks in midair were shocked, but in the next moment, they played the emperor of the sky, like a flood, pouring down.
"The size is free, the red dust often comes."
The giant had been prepared, bursting out, and a 'door' ban was unfolding. His huge figure quickly shrank, and there was only a half-man between the blink of an eye. Not only that, but he gave birth to an ancient The whirlpool exudes a wonderful power to pull his figure into the dusty land.
"wishful thinking!"
"斩虚九寒剑!"
"Dream three thousand spirits!"
At this moment, in the depths of the mountains, there are three tyrannical atmospheres, rising from the sky, an illusory palace, a haha's ice sword, and three thousand silver 'color' filaments. Killed, powerful, extremely powerful.
Qinnan left to sweep. 8☆8☆.$.
Although he does not know the three people, he can roughly judge it. The repairs of the three of them are equal to those of the giants. There is even one person who is even better than the giant.
The giant face's ‘color’ changed, without hesitation, throwing the dragon-shaped gold lock in his hand directly.
He still stunned the genius who was present. If he forced to hold the dragon-shaped gold lock, I am afraid he will be directly hit!
The three monks immediately seized the attack and began to fight for the dragon-shaped golden lock. The giant and the long-haired man, as well as the monks in the sky, still did not give up, or stepped away from waiting for the opportunity, or 'crossed' together, means Come out.
Boom!
The explosion is continuous!
At this moment, there are still one thousand and eight hundred breathing time left at five hours!
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