Chapter 705

Yanlang ruthlessly engulfs MengYue's petite body. Having experienced the fear of yanlang, Lin Hao naturally knows the power of yanlang.

But at the moment, Lin Hao does not touch the water, the burning flame is roaring wildly, but it is just around MengYue, devouring MengYue.

Lin Hao's vision gradually blurred and became more and more unclear.

In the only field of vision, only MengYue's soft and white fur is burning, and her petite body is suffering from the raging flames.

The time of snapping fingers, at this moment, has stagnated for a century.

Lin Hao looks at Meng Yue. Meng Yue's eyes, which were once cunning, are no longer smart. They are gradually lax. That's the breath of death.

Fear occupied Lin Hao's mind for a moment.

Lin Hao was never afraid of death, but he was afraid of the death of the people around him. With the smell of dream moon disappearing, Lin Hao even began to tremble. That was fear.

There is no cover up, manic incomparable Flame Wave re brush the petite dream on the body, block the dream on the body of Lin Hao, across the body, Lin Hao can feel the dream on the inadvertent shaking.

Pain, Lin Hao's heart, also painful blood.

At this moment, the flame wave is coming to an end. Lin Hao looks around and the peaks are gradually falling. At this moment, Lin Hao knows what loneliness is.

"Quack, quack!"

The shrill cry of jiuying was heard by Lin Hao, but he turned a deaf ear to it.

Lin Hao's eyes scan aimlessly among the mountains. Finally, Lin Hao's dead eyes have a bright light.

Nine infants have been forced to Lin Hao in front, Lin Hao did not dodge.

Just coldly looking at jiuying running.

"Quack, quack, quack!"

Nine flames gather in jiuying's mouth, and the target is Lin Hao in front of him.

"Noisy!"

Lin Hao's eyes were as cold as a dead body.

A cold light suddenly shot out from Lin Hao.

Jiuying, who is saving up for the attack, doesn't put the tiny things in his eyes at all. He just wants to continue to finish the attack.

However, it is this little thing that jiuying ignores. In the next second, it shows the effect of absolute terror.

Fu Zhuan, a three-star high-level Fu Zhuan, is the precious Fu Zhuan given by Linghu Xiaosong.

This place is Lin Hao's last battlefield. Here, too, will be jiuying's burial place.

Fu Zhuan suddenly blooms a strong light in the air, and Zhiyu becomes the second hot sun.

Nine baby this just sensed in front of this small thing threat, want to break the Fu Zhuan with powerful attack in a hurry.

But it's too late.

At that moment, the incomparable brilliance suddenly bloomed out of thin air, and the light of the whole world seemed to be attracted before the Fu Zhuan.

The power of the three-star high-level Fu Zhuan can not be resisted by the current jiuying.

Boom!

Thunder suddenly rang out from the air, three-star high-level seal exploded, directly into a thick lightning, hit jiuying and go!

Nine flame waves want to resist with thunder, but they have no resistance at all.

In an instant, the thick thunder broke through the defense net composed of flame waves and directly fell on jiuying.

The so-called natural disaster is just like this.

The violent and restless thunder is directly raging on jiuying. At the moment, jiuying is jumping with endless lightning. The power of thunder has completely occupied jiuying's body.

Lin Hao looked on coldly, and his blood became more and more solid.

"Pay the price of your life for the mistake you've made, Nintendo

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