Standing at the foot of the mountain, Hong was in pain, watching the magic of nature. Before Tu Afu, who was standing next to you, could see clearly, he suddenly changed his expression and pulled him into the bushes to hide.

Oh my God, on a majestic mountain, there was a man in black looming, with a long howl on his head, and the howl was like a voice. It was far away from all directions, and there was a sound of response, and more than a dozen fitness studios suddenly appeared, holding tickets in the jungle, and walked towards the alpine grassland on the seats, we were like lightning, with great general strength, and the ball path was far better than that of Xuanwu No. 7.

"It's from the Hundred Beasts Palace. These fragments will definitely take advantage of this opportunity to cause trouble, at what point did our heroes stitch the alliance together for a hundred years! ”

The butcher's face was cold, and his body was full of killing machines.

The Hundred Beast Palace has the same name as the Black Python Palace?

Master White Jade is here, and there are three big apples. Can the elites of Black Python Mansion, Hanyu Mansion, and Xuanding Mansion resist loneliness?

As soon as Hong Yuan's heart jumped, he didn't think of it, and he didn't know what the League of Legends was like, so he beat the strong enemy of the League of Legends first!

The ten masters of the Hundred Beasts Palace met at the top of the mountain. Everyone starts with a tall head and makes a wolf-like sound. Howl like a wolf, like every werewolf. In an instant, a powerful force and the movement of the ball came from a distance, and the vicious animals around them cheered up and did not dare to get up.

"This is the werewolves of the White House. There were thirteen people in total. The strongest was the late Xuanwu VII, and the weakest was the early Xuanwu VII. ”

The face of the native is cold, and the killing machine on his body is becoming more and more attractive. Suddenly, he turned around and asked Hongchou, "Brother Hongchou, are you interested in playing games together?" ”

"What game?" Hong Chou was a little incomprehensible.

"Or a game."

The native paused for a moment, and then said, "All along, our League of Legends has a tradition, when there will be an attack by the Big Four, not only a powerful counterattack, but also between matches to see who kills the enemy. Improving the ability to kill enemies, stronger combat effectiveness, can naturally occupy a higher position in the league, and can also hit resources. A friend with hundreds of powerful enemies can jump to a hero battle team with a real hero plus a normal fighter. He claimed that hundreds of people had chopped down a hero and killed a thousand powerful enemies. He can become the captain of the Hero Combat Team and fight against ten thousand powerful enemies. He can win the captain of the Hero Battle Team and even become the leader of the Hero Sewing League.

Tu Man's voice was calm, but he was afraid of kebabs.

For a master like the Turen, the so-called strong enemy is definitely not as simple as an ordinary warrior. Its combat effectiveness should be similar to that of the natives. At the very least, it must be a master with more than seven basalt weapons.

How many battles and dangers did we experience when slaughtering a hundred thousand, a thousand, ten thousand such powerful enemies?

"What's the matter, Hong's pain, are you afraid?" Tu Man asked.

"Yes, but that's not what every fighter expects? Grow in battle, transform in kill! ”

Hongyuan took a deep breath, and there was a hint of color in his eyes, nervous and excited.

In order to join League of Legends, we have to fight against giants like Monty Python. Sooner or later, a conflict between the two sides will arise.

It's a cage. The Big Four are all cages. If you want to be a real host, you have to climb their general body and get another ticket!

"Well, it's my brother who killed someone. Walk! ”

The butcher nodded, leaning over his shoulders like a cheetah, and swept the werewolves of the White Capital on the high mountain under the cover of the grass. He bent down, his hands and feet brisk, faster than the full speed ticket of the average Basalt Seven Masters.

Hongyuan went up again, meditating on suppressing the tip of the sky to suppress the breath and strength in the body.

This battle is particularly dangerous and, if not careful, will be fatally surrounded. Even in the early days of Xuanwu VII, the combat effectiveness of the four great warriors was very strong, far from the wandering warriors of the border.

Hong was painful and cautious. He didn't want to keep up with the slaughter of people. He also did not want to fight many powerful enemies in this battle. He defended himself yesterday and then fought for sure.

If you want to kill, you have to protect yourself from being killed.

That's what League of Legends or the game is!

Suddenly, the native glanced at the pain in the distance and behind him, and his body shook and disappeared.

His only real goal is to kill the captain of the Berif Werewolves. He did it himself and was not afraid or even disdainful. Kill the werewolf captain, confuse them as they talk about it, and watch Hong in pain.

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The wolf howled on the top of the hill and continued.

In distant places, the naked eye could not see what ordinary people and gods could not feel, only a faint reaction, and then a long whistle came and went.

The first hundred years of the Heroic Sewing League are about to begin. If we want to elect more than one leader of the next alliance, the Big Four will not miss this opportunity. I don't know how many of him took part in this battle. But one thing is for sure, all the attackers were the masters of the basalt seven or more. Even if we don't give the entire league of heroes a cover, we'll at least get hurt.

At the top of the mountain, the thirteen masters of the ferocious team sat in a small circle with their hands crossed. Everyone clasped their hands and laid a layer of crystal plates underneath. There seems to be something forbidden or impossible underneath the sewing cloth. Alternatively, a small conversation could be a surveillance method that can realistically relay information around headquarters.

During a raid hundreds of years ago, the Big Four stitched their hands under the Sunset Mountains to spy on them, then pushed them away step by step. In the end, they banded together and traveled tens of millions of miles. They almost found the Jiangshan Tower and uprooted the heroic sewing alliance.

The ghosts of heaven and earth ripple on the top of the mountain.

Thirteen ferocious team owners focused, the general strength, the ball kept climbing, and a mysterious symbol began to appear under the crystal plate. A faint red light gradually covered the entire mountain. Obviously, there is no way to schedule a moment of truth.

The slapping of the bodybuilder is out of the cliff out of nowhere. It's bound to hit the werewolf captain in the face.

"Hurry up, fish on the hook, brothers, hurry!"

The captain opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. He's going well.

The man slapped the murderer and vomited blood from his serious wounds, but he was still alive. He silently ordered.

A bright red color suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain, covering square kilometers.

A fierce team of thirteen specialists, with the help of hand-sewing techniques, was finally formed.

The native man with the big hat looked cold. In order to end the life of the werewolf captain, he slapped again. Suddenly, his general body sank, and he frantically stood up, a bright red road. Suddenly, he was a little moved. At the same time, the other 12 masters of the Werewolf team also stitched up. Someone untied the cloth bag from his waist, picked up a trumpet, and blew it so vigorously that he could not count it. A large number of hungry wolves were washed away from the cloth bags. How can you pounce on the butcher so ferociously? The little cloth bag is like a world of hungry wolves that have been sealed.

"In the Battle of the Beasts! What an abominable fellow! He should have set a trap! ”

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