He rubbed his eyes and glanced carefully, he stunned.

"Xia Yu, Xia Yu appeared, notify the leader!"

Lao Huang yelled and looked serious.

When he saw Xia Yu's idle court walking, his look was even more dignified, and his face was pale.

"Ready to welcome the enemy, don't care! Farming!"

He knew very well that the other party dared to appear like this, and he would definitely depend.

Their team, but there are ten royal monks.

Moreover, there are three teams of the emperor's realm surrounding the monks. If you don't want half a minute, you can come.

The other eight others heard Lao Huang stunned.

What jokes, we are all monks in the emperor, and the lowest cultivation is the five days of the emperor's realm.

What's more, ten of them, all of them, have played a hundred battles.

Otherwise, it will not be taken out by the leader.

In the face of a monk at the peak of Xia Yu, do you need to be so nervous?

Of course, they are not fools. They despise them lightly, but they did not despise them.

But even so, when they responded, the tip of the evil dragon gun had pierced into Lao Huang's throat.

Lao Huang's face was incredible and stared at Xia Yu, how could this guy shot like this?

He exhausted his last trace of strength and roared the last word in his life.
Chapter completed!