One is his soft body of a demon crocodile, and the other is a crocodile skeleton that is as white as jade.

The incident happened suddenly, and the crocodile demon didn't even scream, just like a weight falling from the air.

"Master strong!" The demon cultivators of the Demon Mountain covered their faces and couldn't believe their eyes.

Bang-!

bite--!

The flesh and blood body made a huge dull and dull sound on the ground, and when the demon crocodile skeleton landed, it made a pleasant sound like a jade chime. The joints scattered like fireworks made many monks of the Maha Wuliang Palace pick up a piece of cake. This thing is a good material for making magic weapons.

Wu Meixiang slowly fell from the air like a dandelion.

Run Qi and ride the wind! This is the symbol of the second level of Qi Refining cultivator!

The demon cultivators of Demon Mountain looked up at this charming and indifferent awkward face, with unconcealed fear in their eyes.

"A one arrow passes the secret sword of the West?" Xian Yu Zhengjun, the head of Bangchui Villa, came to Vajra Sanzang. After nodding, he could no longer hold back. He shook his short legs and ran around the field, making a meaningless and weird scream.

"You have only practiced for five days and reached the second level of Qi Refining?" Bai Jie and Sanzang really had the desire to die. If the bitterness in his eyes could be replaced with spiritual sand, he must have been the richest cultivator in Dongsheng Shenzhou.

Who would have expected that the new seedlings in this term of Maha Wuliang Palace actually had such a terrifying existence?

If he had known that there was such a monster, he would have eaten the cow dung without hesitation.

"Fakemi didn't practice for five days, but she was only quiet from the worldly calamity last night." Eighth Master Huibixiang sighed softly, with a complicated expression, both pride and loneliness: "She has only practiced for one night."

Bai Jie and Sanzang's lips were squirming violently, but they couldn't say a word.

"Master, and I." Farkmi stepped out, and the dark wings behind him spread out, and the sky immediately became darker, and large areas of dark clouds churned out. The sky seemed to have switched from daytime to night in an instant. Her beautiful eyes flashed with a deep and dark cold light: "In the last game, our Magic Mountain will not lose again, I said!"

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Chapter completed!