the former body, suddenly, sparks flew. “Woo!” After being hit hard, the little amethyst wing lion king made a piercing growl in his mouth, only to see that the amethyst defense on its back was cut out by Coriolus versicolor. “Damn it, I should hurt my son.
I will not spare you today!” Immediately after the Coriolus versicolor shot, the intense purple flame spewed down above the sky, and the furious roar of the amethyst winged lion king rang through the sky. “Hum.” Cold snorted, versicolor jade hand slightly rotating in front, severe
blue tornado abrupt emerge on the surface of the body, crazy fierce rotation, will be the overwhelming attack of purple flame dumped away. The green wing vibrates slightly behind.
Coriolus versicolor holds the comatose Xiao Yan in one hand, and the body retreats in mid-air. During the rapid retreat, the strange sword in his hand dances in a strange radian. In an instant, the sword suddenly trembles, and a cold shout comes from
Coriolus versicolor’s ruddy mouth: “The wind is very strong, and it is killed!” Hearing the charming drink of Coriolus versicolor, the amethyst winged lion king in the sky suddenly let out a dignified roar, and the body suddenly swooped down. In the blink of an eye, it appeared in front of the little amethyst winged lion king, and the huge head shook slightly,