The voice of his words is so great that the whole people who buried the gods can hear many young people glaring, but they are not strong enough. Today, it is the monks who have the ultimate condition who can afford to participate in gambling.

At this time, another figure crossed the sky, wearing a purple and gold dress with gauze like violets in Changsheng. "Who said there was one?"
"It’s the Royal Ji and the Princess of Daxia, and she also played!"
Fang people recognized the newcomer, a young and strong man who broke into the final territory earlier than Qian Xue, and a female arrogant leader except Ji Xinghe in Daxia royal family.
"But still two women."
Tianjiao, who has a deep blood, sneered, "But I like hitting women."
He respectfully asked Lord Romon, "May I play again in Lord Romon’s first battle?"
Romon nodded and smiled. "Why not, Giff? Use your fist."
He didn’t rush to fight, but looked at the star of the gods. "There are some chats. It seems that you can’t even make up ten statistical tianjiao."
"I am enough."
A thousand snows are cold, mysterious blood boils, and her hair turns deep red, which is deeper than the deep blood aristocrat.
Do people feel humiliated when they bury the gods?
But as far as Romon’s words are concerned, a series of figures have risen soon. Judging from their appearance, they are all old from young to middle-aged and even very old. Obviously, they are not small.
"Li Gaoge, the elder of Qingyun Gate, came to learn the brilliant idea of Simon Empire."
"Elder Lin Moxi of Huayufeng, who will fight with me?"
"Liu Yufei, the elder of Feng Yin Pavilion, who said that I buried the gods! ?”
“……”
One by one, the figures rose to fame, and the youngest of them was 15 thousand years old, and some of them were already white-haired, but their heroic spirit was still like a teenager
"You predecessors … you …"
Ji and the princess have some accidents, and there are some words that she can’t say. Most of these old-timers are not in front of them. If these opponents take part in gambling, they will just die.
"The Princess Hall needs to say that we can die, but we can’t bury the gods, and we can’t even compete with them in number."
Li Gaoge interrupted that he is the oldest, and he is already 200,000 years old this year, but he still stays in the final stage. The first-order talent and achievement method have limited his future.
"Is the monkey show finished? A group of old guys also came out to make a fool of themselves. Who was the first? I want to hit a woman. "
The buzz cut man said coldly, his hand is wrapped in scarlet bandage, which is a magic weapon made of a special plant in the abyss. He is very good at boxing and fighting with blood.
"I’ll go first, seniors. I’m bring up the rear."
Qian Xue’s words are still taking care of those old people.
Just as she was preparing to meet Giff before she stepped forward, a golden awning burst in the direction of the mountain peak of Wushen Mountain and quickly flew to the sky.
When the golden light is solid, everyone can see that it is a majestic dragon. If it is not too fat, I am afraid that sense of dignity will be stronger.
At the head of Jinlong, there is a black man sitting in a dish. Founder has just finished training Xiao Jinlong, and Lu Chen is "very lively"
He looked at Giff. "Did I just hear you say that you like playing with young people?"
He patted the little golden dragon. "Fight it. It’s only three years old. You’re not afraid of a child, are you?"
Giff frowned. He didn’t say that he liked talking to young people. He told me that even a group of old men were sent by the star-burying people.
Many deep-blooded Tianjiao looked intently at Xiaojinlong, and their eyes fluctuated and discussed with each other. Several deep-blooded Tianjiao showed excited eyes and they recognized that this was a real dragon!
The real dragon is covered in precious blood, which can be swallowed up, and it is also a great supplement for the noble of the source blood.