A488: My chance has come!

"The surname is Wu, I want you to break your corpse into pieces!"

It's also dizzy.

What is the sand butterfly what do you believe, she trembled all over, opened the red flame butterfly wings with a bang, and fanned wildly in the wind!

Damn it!

Damn it!

Damn it!

What kind of mucus is coming out of that fruit? It's so sticky that it almost sticks her eyelids together, it's disgusting!

blinked desperately, but Sand Butterfly's vision at this time was still blurry.

Embrace of Death!

Seeing Dao Qian's true phoenix wantonly performing a fire system lore, Cen Yuanqing's little face was pale, and he didn't need to be really urged to rush up behind her.

That terrible fire is the flame of death that if it is stained with a trace, the skin and flesh will turn into bones!

Within a radius of 100 meters, there was a mournful roar of Xuansha poisonous centipedes, which twisted their bodies into incredible arcs under the heat of cooking.

Seeing this scene, the poisonous insect reinforcements that poured in from all directions retreated, unwilling to participate in this terrible chaos.

Grill!

Grill!

Grill!

Once again, she held up the salamander meat and her own spice bottle, and began to skillfully cook the meal.

Once out of the range of the Sand Butterfly, if you want to successfully pass through this mountain occupied by the giant centipede, you have to rely on your own barbecue to work wonders again.

Bang bang!

Cen Yuanqing waved his two truncated flutes to open the way in front of him, and if he got rid of the demons in his heart, his hand speed was sharp and precise, knocking over one after another Xuansha poisonous centipedes with teeth and claws to the ground.

Dead Dead Dead!

Sand Butterfly's eyes were covered in black water, and she could only temporarily capture her small figure with her voice and divine sense.

Because her reason was destroyed by anger, she didn't even leave herself a little way back, and all the aura in her Danhai burst out.

Under the wrath of the strong in the late stage of consecration.

It's a little bit embarrassing to escape.

The corners of his clothes were cut one after another by the sickle feet of the centipede, and his long hair was stuck to his face with sweat.

She and Cen Yuanqing worked together to quickly approach the center of the poisonous insect nest.

"Huh? Got a sound? ”

Located in the heart of a flat valley.

There are a bunch of small protruding parcels of land.

Countless venomous insect cubs with short arm lengths slowly wriggled on this dirt bag.

Some of them seem to be sleeping, while others crawl lazily a few times, stretching their young bodies.

However, under the gap between the layers of poisonous insects, an eye suddenly lit up.

"Is it my chance?"

Tears welled up in the bright amber eyes with excitement and grievance.

It turned out to be the morning light in the tree.

Xiaobei pointed out that his slim chance of victory in this big competition was in this terrible pile of centipedes.

He mustered up the courage to go to the central hinterland of the poisonous insects, but he did not have the physical strength to continue the fierce fight with the Xuansha poisonous centipede.

Only the turtle breath faked his death, sat on the ground, and used the northern lithification lithography to disguise his breath as undoubted as ordinary mountain rocks.

I wanted to do so, and waited for the time to come.

I never thought of it.

His splendid clothes, too, somehow provoked a swarm of little poisonous insects, which shamelessly splashed and rolled on their bodies, and curiously knotted their hair into nests.

The most hateful thing is that in order to save his life, he must also remain motionless and let these young masters do his power in his face!

Finally, it is time to put an end to this terrible torture!

"Help!"

"Who's going to save me?"

Suddenly, an arm stretched out from the small centipede pile, and the morning light in the canopy let out a weak cry for help.