Diao Chan frowned and ordered the shadow behind her.
The enormous pressure couldn't help but make old eunuch Ly Anh's eyes shine.
On the river not far from the district capital, the fire was still burning, a large number of bodies were burned into the river, dyeing the otherwise clear river black.
Not only was she not overwhelmed, on the contrary, as she had predicted, Vuong Nguyet took a big step back, her palm turned into a sword shape, and she raised it forward.
At this moment, the demon father took a few steps back and shouted loudly. The pent-up energy burst out from his chest, dissolving the blood and instantly restoring his state of consciousness.
Perhaps because he came here today to gather troops, Dong Trac specially wore a set of iron armor and a sword at his waist to go out. Surrounded by a crowd, Dong Trac looked somewhat majestic like a hegemon.
Locked up, the martial spirit still flows through the veins of the Han people at this time.
Seeing that, Ung smiled bitterly, stuck out his tongue to lick his upper lip, and said with a cold smile.
However, Deng Hua quickly changed his mind and stomped on the ground. With the sound of an energy explosion, the figure rushed towards the nearby forest.
With a soft sigh, she slowly exhaled a scent.
"..., I didn't expect... such an earth-shattering change?"
“Really… ha ha, I didn't think I would become sentimental.” Lu Bo smiled bitterly and shook his head.
In the room, the invisible air flow focused on Gao Zhita, hanging upside down in a funnel shape, and all lighter objects rose and floated in mid-air.
At midnight, Luc Lang Ky tiptoed to the place Cao Chi had arranged, pushed the door open and carefully closed it, his little nose twitching slightly.
Dong Trac's skin also flickered with firelight, looking from a distance like a flashing ghost, a suppressive aura slowly spread.
Very quickly, four eyes met, the two looked at each other.
Today's big guys can no longer endure the constant battle! These guys are fresh life!
In a battle, even if Lu Bu breaks out, he can still suppress him!
Cao Chi's face was cold, the corner of his mouth was overflowing with blood, his sword eyebrows were raised horizontally, his hunting spirit flared up, he held out his spear like the wind, constantly swinging it, blocking Dong Trac's aura. attack in front of him.
"Shadow!" Diao Chan suddenly said with a cold look in his eyes.
He noticed that this woman named Diao Chan "pinched" very cleverly when entering the room.
Skin, tendons, bones, and marrow evolve layer by layer, the final qualitative change is the process of accumulating human blood, or in other words, the gradual evolution of life.
Countless people shouted loudly, their teeth shaking.
On the other hand, Liu Kui's armor was completely torn apart, green rotten blood continuously dripped from top to bottom, obviously in the previous confrontation, Liu Kui was at a complete disadvantage.
Needless to say, these Yellow Turban soldiers were so strong that it was quite surprising.
"The journey of martial arts has no end?"
At this moment, Dong Trac's eyes were as dazzling as an eagle in the sky, and at the same time, on the grassland, a murderous intent was emitted as terrifying as a lion and tiger, looking around for a week.