Chapter 5112

Just like cubs, the fox is getting better and better. The fur, which was burned black by lightning, even becomes smoother and smoother than before, with mysterious luster.

"He's all right, too!" Seeing this, Lorne was even more surprised.

"It should be the credit of the saint's intoxication." Ye colorless picked up a wine jar, smelled and said.

Lorne also picked up a wine jar, the tip of his nose moved, and soon realized.

Although all the sacred hearts were drunk clean by several bear children, there was not a drop left, but the strong aroma of wine did not dissipate, from which we can still feel the strong vitality.

I feel that Gu Fenghua's hand-made holy heart intoxication is quite different from what they have tasted in Yunjin city. It seems that the spirit of heaven and earth is also different. However, the vitality is many times stronger. There is no doubt that the two bear children are relying on this life, a wound to do more, quickly recover.

And the song of cheap and cheap, and singing so magic, mostly also related to this.

Put down the wine jar, several people continue to look at the two bear children, while refining Danli, desperately to restore the Holy Spirit. From the immediate situation, the two bear children have the upper hand, but after all, the other has turned into a dragon. It's still hard to predict the outcome until the last moment. They dare not be careless.

Again, however, their concerns are superfluous.

Although the fighting power of the little fox was not strong before, it was drunk and hazy at this time, and the fighting power was even improved several times, even ten times. With that small claw waving again and again, pieces of Dragon Armor turned over and split, and the giant dragon's flesh and blood became blurred.

And cub is more brave, will play the power of drunken boxing incisively and vividly, "bang bang bang" dull sound, dragon crawling on the ground, no longer have the opportunity to get up, the corner of the mouth, also gushing out a stream of black blood.

"Qi Ling, Qi Ling, Qi Ling..." Gui Jiao roared nervously, hit the pendulum excitedly, then jumped on it, opened his mouth, bit the dragon's tail, and rolled, rolled, and rolled desperately. This is a must kill skill shared by all Jiaos: death roll.

The most amazing thing is that even in the tumbling, he still almost frantically uttered a vague roar: "Qi Ling, Qi Ling, Qi Ling..."

This time, even Luo en and others are a black thread: they are worried that Gu Fenghua will make a spirit, and a good ghost Jiao will be scared like this. We can imagine how much pressure Gu Fenghua will bring to it.

When xiaojianhua twisted the flower plate and finally regained a little consciousness, he raised the vine high and cut his head on the dragon, the poor dragon lost the will to resist completely, and gave out the last helpless cry, which was paralyzed on the ground like a dead snake - well, it might be more appropriate to say that it was a dead shrimp.

Almost every piece of scale in his body was cracked, and even directly caught by the fierce little fox into pieces. Almost every bone in his body was broken from it, and even directly smashed into debris by the cruel iron eater. Heartrending pain, wave after wave, constantly pouring into the mind, even the spirit was almost torn.

What do you mean to be miserable? What do you mean to be miserable? This kind of pain, not to mention only half of the shape, even the real dragon can't bear it!