Chapter 500
So after playing for a while, it has been faintly downwind.
The banquet Rong over there realized that although he was also extremely difficult to deal with, he ignored the idea that the master would be injured again.
The two monsters caught him.
In addition, Shen mubai's side, after the wind fell, the aura in the elixir field gradually disappeared. She replenished it with the spirit stone in the storage bag, and Chu Li burst out and killed one of them.
But this monster can't see what class it is. It's difficult and powerful. Even if Shen Mu has many white magic treasures, he can't take them for a while.
So when he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood from his throat, Shen mubai was negligent for a moment, and the sword in his hand was blown away. The two monsters' blood red eyes were staring at her and pounced on her in the next moment.
Shen mubai's body has reached the end of its strength, so he can only try his best to avoid the blow. However, half of his body is still injured, and a large mouthful of blood is spitting out from his mouth again.
the banquet over there utters a dull hum, and a large piece of flesh and blood is scraped off from his arm. His eyes are red and his whole body erupts into a kind of explosion Dangerous and dark breath, the monsters can not help but a meal, subconsciously back a few steps.
But in the next second, the body was cut from top to bottom by a bronze sword, all of which were cut to pieces.
Yan Rong's face was stained with blood, and he walked towards the woman who had been in a coma step by step. His pupils were red with a little dark color, and his whole body was full of dim fire light. The whole person was demonic and extremely dangerous.
The hand touches on the woman's side face, the banquet capacity embraces each other, the tone is low, "master."
The whole space disintegrates and transforms into another scene again.
The dark and narrow space, with five fingers out of reach, gives people a feeling of suffocation. It is so quiet that it seems that the passage of time can not be noticed, which makes people fear.
An imperceptible sigh rings, containing a trace of wonder and a trace of pity.
Yan Rong's eyes showed some vigilance, hugged the man in his arms, and said in a deep tone, "who?"
"The magic spirit root is a rare natural talent for thousands of years." The voice seems to have gone through the vicissitudes of life, but with a trace of extremely uncomfortable feeling.
Even though he did not show up, the invisible pressure was breathless.
Yan Rong hugged the man in his arms and said coldly, "what do you want to do, elder?"
The master of the voice slightly stopped, "don't worry, I won't move your master's hair."
The vigilance in Yan Rong's eyes has not faded, and the whole person is in a tense state, paying attention to the surrounding activities.
The voice helplessly said, "if I want to hurt you, why talk so much nonsense with you?"
The banquet is silent.
The voice continued, "do you know the magic root?"
Yan Rong has never heard of it, but just listening to the name, he frowned slightly and said, "the elder has something to say."
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