The blood flows into the river, and the corpses are all over the field!

The master's strength is stronger than innate.

They can resist the attack of the cultivator.

but:

If you are attacked twice in a row, you will have no doubt.

Although the masters are stronger, be careful.

but:

Still suffering heavy losses.

After one hour

Thousands of masters, only 73 people left.

So far:

The cultivator died.

He died.

Death's grievances.

The heights who were highly favored were actually thousands of masters, tens of thousands of congenital masters, tens of thousands of soldiers, and hard to death.

He couldn't believe it:

The indigenous people in barren land are so terrible.

Before dying, he asked Wang Quan and others:

"I just came to this landmark land, why do you have a murderous intention to me?"

Wang Quan threw away the broken hands sword and laughed:

"Repair, longevity and long view."

"We slaughtered you, naturally to win the way of extending life."

The Xiu Xian cried.

If you know that the indigenous people are to extend their lives, he has already given them the method of extending life.

But

No.

"Between people should communicate more"
Chapter completed!