The little devil scolded the poor luck, so he opened the mobile palace as a row, and included the team members. He carried the particles of the mobile palace and escaped madly.

And the alien team, after chasing for a long time, found that they couldn't catch up, they gave up.

At this moment, the little demon king entered the mobile palace. He looked at the four people with a lingering heart and said with a bitter smile: "We should be fortunate that as soon as we come in, we are awake by the cruel reality, otherwise ..."

He did not continue to say that he was worried about affecting morale.

The wolf emperor said in a shock: "What ethnic group is the alien team? All of them are comparable to you. Not only that, they did not use any Yuan soldiers, treasures, and they were pure physical body."

Yin Molou opened his clothes, and his chest had a fist -sized blood hole, which was slowly recovering. "Even the peak of my ground products is like a false clothes, the combat clothes have not been damaged, but the body is punching through it.

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Leng Qingqiu nodded: "The earth's ethnic spirit of that team in that team, ignoring the defense, I also felt it."

Chen Yi didn't speak, because she had begun to doubt her life.

Seeing this scene, the little magic Jun said helplessly: "Far away from this place, maximize the chance of encountering the team again, and then wait for the opportunity to be born.
Chapter completed!