The sound of the donkey's barking is not good, but the momentum is really enough, and it is louder than the sound, I am afraid that it can really be compared with the dragon.

With this earth-shattering roar, the big gray's body, which was far larger than the same size, appeared out of thin air, echoing with bursts of waves.

A wave of magic mosquitoes.

In that glamorous battle, Ash was badly wounded: but I don't know what the woman used, but it recovered quite quickly. And in the days that followed, this divine donkey really experienced a torment cultivation that was far more painful than being injured!

No rest, no respite, no time to nap. In addition to tonic food, he has to practice all the time: with Thirteen Lang personally supervising, he can't help but be coquettish, and he is tortured to the point of almost going crazy.

For this lazy donkey with good talent but no spirit of patience, such a day is miserable, if it weren't for the violent suppression of Thirteen Lang and the temptation of treasures, plus the transformation stone in his hands, this stupid but not stupid fool would have secretly left his home and betrayed his master.

Although the cultivation is hard, the effect is also obvious: Thirteen Lang, who has more than two million magic crystals, is very generous, but everything that can stimulate the growth of the demon beast is of high quality, and the year is long, and it is even equipped with various pills. With such a double stimulation, coupled with the master's personal training, the strength of the donkey has improved by leaps and bounds, and it is really difficult not to improve.

Today's big gray strength is much higher than before! It was originally on the verge of breaking the realm, and after more than half a year of hard cultivation, it has entered the ranks of the fourth-level middle and upper grades, and it is not far from impacting the fifth-level ranks.

With the improvement of the realm, the size of the donkey has become wider and larger, although the coat color is still so gray, it has a vibrant luster, and the mouth does not look like a donkey, but it is not much different from a bison scattered with gray light.

After being imprisoned for a long time, the donkey was almost breathless, and he couldn't hold back the idea of breathing; suddenly felt the call of Thirteen Lang, he almost showed up with joy and made a big decision, this time I have to have a good talk with my junior brother, I think that I can talk to the god of Kui, but I am fed as an ordinary animal, how shameful. What's even more infuriating is that with his own identity, he has to be the companion of that strange and ugly toad, which is unbearable, and his uncle can't bear it!

With cheers and excitement, the big gray just jumped out of the ground, and before he could sing a second sound, he was frightened by the scene in front of him, and his eyes were instantly dull.

"It's too much! This guy is too much, how can he run into such a desperate situation!"

He really wanted to ask Shisanlang what was going on, weishenme didn't understand such a simple and clear reason as picking soft persimmons. However, the reality is that whether he likes it or not, he must first cooperate with Thirteen Lang to fight: no matter how angry he is, he must always survive.

If you want to survive, you have to kill each other!

"Aaron!"

It's not good, but the rhythm is extraordinarily distinct: the roar echoes in the air, and the surrounding demon mosquitoes collectively stagnate.

The dragon's roar is the nickname taken by the big gray himself, which is somewhat attached to the old dragon, but since he dares to call it like this, it is not comparable to the magic power of the ordinary rotten street; even if he can't be frightened, there is no problem in scaring mosquitoes.

After only a moment's pause, the divine donkey carrying Thirteen Lang had already rushed forward more than a hundred meters! With its size, as long as the demon mosquito did not form an impact with its speed, it was tantamount to a joke to block its footsteps with its body alone.

Meandering forward into a straight line impact, although the big gray does not have the agility of Thirteen Lang, but there is a kind of exuberance and excitement that human beings lack. It is like a proud horse king, leading thousands of people, neighing and roaring into the future. Any creature that dares to stand in its way is to be crushed by its iron hooves and trampled into flesh. ...,

The demon mosquito was shocked, the human race was shocked, and even the mosquito king was shocked. In the sea of mosquitoes, only Thirteen Lang and the big gray donkey understood its true thoughts.

"It's too much, why are there so many mosquitoes, he's too much, just let me run!"

As he moved forward, the big gray side was thinking about it internally. His IQ is not low, and he instantly understood the intentions of Thirteen Lang. But at the same time, he also sensed that the mosquito king, which has a whole body and blue feet, has a realm similar to his own, if he fights alone, the god donkey, who is known as the reincarnation of the god, will certainly not be afraid of it, but ...... , but people don't do this with you!

That's an ancestor with endless offspring and no grace in fighting!

"Just run away, this is also to save his life, you shouldn't blame me!"

This year flashed in his heart, and Big Ash suddenly felt that Thirteen Lang's mood was wrong. Originally, although he was cruel to donkeys, he could maintain a gentle and steady attitude and never get angry easily. However, at this moment, the aura on Thirteen Lang's body was tyrannical, exuding an extremely cold cold.

His eyes narrowed into a line, and what shot out of them was not a gaze, but two sharp knives! Even if it didn't land on Big Ash, it still made his heart tremble.

"Forget it, help him this time first, and then slaughter that ugly bastard. Even if you want to escape, you have to make meritorious service first, otherwise this guy will be angry, and the god "... Of course I won't be afraid of him!"

The chill in his soul made Ash make up his mind, and flames erupted from his eyes, secretly reassuring himself.

"Who calls this god his senior brother! The younger brother is in trouble, and it seems a little unreasonable for the senior brother not to come out of the horse. Well, just this once, just this once!"

Thinking of this, the donkey hissed again, and its hooves were faintly red, and rushed towards the blue mosquito that was about to wake up from its distraction.

Fifty meters, the blue mosquito king was complete, his cold eyes showed shock, and he let out a terrible scream.

Countless demon mosquitoes swarmed upwards and pounced on them with even more frantic attitudes, intending to stop the monster that swept through thousands of armies. Speaking of which, the demon mosquito has seen the most humans, and there are many types of monsters, but they never know what breed this horse-like and cow-like thing is. From its momentum, this thing, coupled with the person on its body, is enough to suppress the mosquito king.

Like ants, the demon mosquito has supreme authority over their offspring, and countless ordinary demon mosquitoes, together with the gray and cyan mosquito kings, stop the human donkey with the craziest posture and the most violent attack. They have to defend their king, and they have to buy him a buffer.

At the same time as it screamed, the Blue Mosquito King Immortal flew backwards like lightning, it had a speed that ordinary demon kings could hardly match, and as long as it flashed out of the gap, it had countless people to serve it.

However, at this time, there was another earth-shattering bang.

"Boom!"

It's a familiar sound of a magic mosquito, but it has a smell that is unfamiliar to it: a blue mosquito that has experienced the last autumn hunt knows what is happening as soon as it hears it.

Spell Martyrdom!

It was strange at the same time, because it didn't feel any fluctuations in magical power, and the human hadn't used any decent magical powers before. In its consciousness, this person is clearly the kind of human beings who specialize in the body, although they also have mana in the body, but they have no practical use.

Mosquitoes are mosquitoes in the end, even if they are a little wise, how can they distinguish the nuances of spells. The wind shield on Thirteen Lang's body has far surpassed spells in the ordinary sense, but it's a pity that it's a brute who doesn't know anything at all.

The roar sounded like one, but it was actually three iron balls exploding at the same time, not to mention their direct damage, just the impact of the explosion, and it was definitely not a path that these underweight demon mosquitoes could block the fifty-meter distance, forming a smooth road that could only last for a moment. ...,

The piece is here, and that's enough!

Within the scope of the explosion, the ordinary demon mosquitoes died directly, forming a flying cloud: the demon mosquitoes that rushed up from the back collided with it, and even those low-level mosquito kings were injured in varying degrees of severity. Only the blue mosquito king is too far away and has a higher level, but his body shape returned to normal and was unscathed.

Just because there is nothing this time does not mean that there has been nothing all the time.

Before the Mosquito King could figure out what was going on, Thirteen Lang raised his hand at it and tapped it, then turned the donkey's head and sped away in the other direction.

The demon mosquito was surprised, and couldn't help but be a little curious, secretly wondering if this human thought that he could help himself with such a distant finger, or did he feel that he was overwhelmed and had given up the pursuit of himself?

It's not like that, the demon mosquito is in the blink of an eye, and a faint blue brilliance swept through the sky, followed by a red lightning bolt, which pierced directly into its weak belly at an incredible speed.

A chubby tongue is not a wasted example!

As for the strength, the toad, which is nearly level four, attacks with all its might, and even its owner may not be able to fight head-on, let alone a demon mosquito. What's more, the part that is remembered is its fattest but extraordinarily soft belly.

"Poof!"

In response, the "huge" body of the Mosquito King instantly dried up, as if they devoured other creatures, and were sucked into an empty shell!

"Quack, quack!"

After being silent for half a year, the toad made his first appearance and couldn't help but scream excitedly. It was so much more excited than the donkey that it almost thought it had come to heaven!

What is a mosquito in the eyes of a toad?

It's food! It's a bit of a lot, but food is food! Except for the blue devil mosquito in its heyday, who can put it in its eyes.

The kings who lost them, these ordinary Tang mosquitoes and those low-level mosquito kings, were the most sumptuous meals.

"Holy! It's amazing!"

While running, the donkey thought uneasily: "It's so good to raise a toad, this guy is really too much!"

Capture the thief and capture the king, everyone knows this tactic, and they all understand its power. Once there is no leader, not to mention these low-intelligence demon mosquitoes, even a well-disciplined human army will not be able to exert half of its combat power.

The effect was immediate, and after Thirteen Lang turned to leave, he left a mess behind him. Several cyan mosquito kings are in their own way, and no one can make other mosquito kings pay. And the people who belonged to different mosquito kings also exposed the instinctive hostility of low-level creatures, and became scattered.

In addition to civil strife, there is also a natural predator stirring up in it, and every big mouth can always involve dozens of floaters. When some demon mosquitoes tried to fight back, they found that this creature was much smaller than a human with outrageous agility and cunning. Just dodge behind a big rock and jump a few times, and the demon mosquito will form a whole at all. Occasionally, a few demon mosquitoes rushed closer, but it was just a dish delivered to the door, so how could they help it.

With the power of one blow, the overall strength of the demon mosquito has plummeted by two percent. And at this time, the unstoppable figure was already aiming at Xiangxia with an unrivaled killing intent.

Next Blue Mosquito!

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