Under the full moon, at the edge of the mist.

Thousands of bronze demons are roaring and waiting to attack.

In front of more than a dozen silver demon seeds, the corrupted giant bear slowly bent down its huge body.

The fan-like bear paw grabbed a handful of scorched earth, raised it under its nose and sniffed it vigorously.

The smoke of gunpowder filled the air, but it couldn't hide the smell of a bear.

"Hiss ......."

"The Taste of Human Territory!"

The Corrupted Bear makes no secret of itself

Chapter 185 of "The First Necromancer of the Worlds, the Flower of the Corpse Guarding Class at the Beginning" Winter has arrived. I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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