Chapter 93： Desire of the Beast Mother (26) (2/2)
Surrounded by the black flames of the cold and the silver-haired east wind, they attacked the other side, and then swept towards Xia Qiu at the same time, standing on the back of the black dragon, Ling Ziyue clenched his hands and looked at the huge Tree demon.
”February! Spitfire!”
The black dragon opened his mouth and spit out a scorching dragon's breath.
Although the huge tree demon has power, its huge body is destined to avoid the dragon's breath at all. The dragon's breath falls on the tree, and the tree demon is ignited immediately and burns into a fire tree.
Xia Qiu on the tree branch was also flung to the sky by the tree demon. She hugged the caviar tightly, and the white fat man fell slowly in the air.
A piece of explosive inflammation slammed into Xia Qiu, but a black fire suddenly emerged, and the explosive inflammation was directly swallowed up.
Yi Han appeared next to Xia Qiu, hugged her waist around, standing in the air, facing Dongfeng and Ling Ziyue, Jin Mu mocked.
”Two little bugs, the army of the demon world has been uprooted in the orc tribe, and the channel between Jiuli and the demon world has been opened. Do you still want to use the restraint to kill the demon king ?! It is just delusional!”
Dongfeng's red eyes became more and more crazy!
——His existence was to maintain the ban of Jiuli and the Demon Realm, but he did not expect that the Demon Reality could steal the empty space in the orc tribe!
”You sinner!” Ling Ziyue Feng's eyes stared at Xia Qiu with hatred, as if she had secretly communicated with the Demons, and it was through the ban!
But Xia Qiu was also stunned by the news of the cold, and never returned to God, let alone by the knife of Ling Ziyue.
Yi Han's eyes froze, and he suddenly laughed with thin lips, and took Xia Qiu to his side, and then looked at Ling Ziyue, ”No matter what, my family Qiu Qiu is better than you! You see, your man Are you still chasing my family now ?! ”
There was a shadow in the language, but she quickly and accurately penetrated into the pain of Ling Ziyue, and she looked at Dongfeng aside hatefully and coldly.
The latter's eyebrows were extremely tight, as if he did not hear the cold irony, complicated and tumbling red eyes, the eyes fell on Xia Qiu, and the golden red sun wheel between his foreheads suddenly lighted up.
”Autumn! Kill him!”
Yi Han snorted again, and stole an incense in front of Xia Qiu's face, ”How is that possible? Qiu is my woman, don't have a big dream there!”
But Xia Qiu, who had been indifferent to the original, had long forgotten the golden and red magic array on his arm.