Luo Qixiang thought of something, and hurriedly shouted: "Hurry up, these are just sending troops, let's hurry back and report the news." ”

A shadow suddenly appeared in the air, and Rocky looked up to see a werewolf lunging towards them, targeting exactly where they were standing.

"Be careful." Owen shouted, and Rocky had already made a move.

A handful pushed An Rou away from the direction of the truth, and he turned around and punched at the werewolf. With a "bang", the werewolf's head became a pool of blood under Rocky's fist.

The smell of blood stimulated Rocky's senses and made her even more excited.

"Before anyone at the foot of the mountain comes up, let's kill these first."

After a few people stood still, they began to condense their magic, and the crystal on Zhenzhen's shoulder spit out a few fireballs on the werewolf's body from time to time.

All that was left in Rocky Scent's mind was punching, punching, as if it was completely out of control. There are already bloody werewolf corpses around the ground, but there will still be werewolves to fill the vacancy of the previous werewolf.

Seven or eight werewolves surrounded Luo Qixiang at the same time, and Luo Qixiang dodged back, broke away, and directly punched the back of the werewolf in the head.

"Little Addict, come out!"

The bloodthirsty vines came out and really ran to the legs and feet of the werewolves, and the branches were tightly wrapped around the werewolves, at this time the scorpion venom that Rocky Xiang fed to the little appetite came in handy, and after the entanglement of the little appetite, those werewolves struggled on the ground with their eyes wide open, and they were numb and had temporarily lost their combat effectiveness.

If you really see the werewolf who is amazing in the end, you don't forget to make up for a magic ball, until you see the werewolf stop struggling.

Rocky Xiang's body was full of lust, a layer of white mist flashed under his eyes, he roared angrily, his body suddenly burst forward, and he came to An Rou's side, and his fists met the werewolf's sharp palms at the same time, two roars sounded, and the werewolf fell to the ground.

"Get out of the way." Rocky Incense whispered.

Seeing that several people had retreated, Rocky Xiang came to the wolf crowd, his eyes closed, but every twist of his body could dodge the werewolf's attack.

"Mu Ling! Go out! As if a voice from hell sounded, each Mu Ling slashed through the werewolf's neck, although the werewolf had a strong defense, but it could not withstand the same wound that Mu Ling slashed one after another.

Gradually, the werewolves screamed less and more fell in pools of blood.

Owen felt that he still had the help of the others, but compared to the number of werewolf deaths around Rocky Xiang, Owen felt that he was playing soy sauce.

"Alright, let's go back and report the news." An Rou barely calmed down the churning sensation in her stomach.

Luo Qixiang was still standing quietly, her face was cold, but the white streamer had disappeared.

"Wow......"

Rocky suddenly bent down and began to vomit wildly.

This spit caught several people off guard.

"Oh my God, I'll just say, this is still a woman." Wang Tuo said coldly.

Owen couldn't help but smile, and the depression around him loosened a lot.

Breakfast was vomited all away, and Rocky Xiang stopped. "I killed all of them?" Rocky asked suspiciously.

Just now, she couldn't feel herself, there seemed to be only killing left in her eyes, and the blood in her body was boiling and full of power, and only by releasing these powers could she feel comfortable.

Really nervously patted Rocky Xiang's back, with a hint of mist in his eyes. "Are you alright? Strange fragrance. ”

Luo Qixiang was still reminiscing about what she had just felt, and smiled wryly, "It's okay, let's go quickly." ”